The big and the small of it.
Today we had a third child diagnosed with Autism. I am just bereft right now. I'm sure I'll find my bearings eventually but for now I am lost. But... If I allowed myself to constantly focus on all our problems I'd go insane. Yes we have 'issues'. I've lost count of how many, and who... Continue Reading →
Because smiles are infectious…
Because smiles are infectious... Smiling yet? I am.
Communication cross-roads.
Thomas is our 10-year-old son and he is autistic. That sounds a bit like an introduction at an AA meeting doesn't it - Hi my name is Tom and I'm an Autistic. But hey if the kid could say that he'd be in a much better place in the world right now. And I wouldn't... Continue Reading →
Two year olds = TROUBLE!
Henry is trouble. He is like having three kids all rolled into one. You would think that having two Autistic children, that I would spend more time chasing them, but no it is Henry that keeps us on our toes - literally, running on them. Just now he has done something to the set top... Continue Reading →
Chasing down the blue boogers.
Getting all these kids ready for school on my own some mornings is, well I was going to say trying, stressful, chaotic, but I think I am going to go for: an extreme sport. I think I would rather take my chances with a dodgy bungy cord, especially after this morning’s effort. The day started... Continue Reading →
A thought occurs.
Oh my! I have four kids under four, three kids under, two kids under two or two kids under one - depending on your point of view. Either way WOW! Do we get a certificate or something for that?