Why I’m a puddle of thanks: 10 months of awesome
As kindergarten ended a couple weeks ago, I am once again compelled to remember, reflect, and give thanks. He went from writing about and drawing trains exclusi...
Category: Henry
“Mom, look!” Why I need to respond.
“Mom, look! It’s the metro!” I was busy. I didn’t want to walk over and see what was on his iPad. Besides, he’d probably shown me ...
Why asking to break dance is a big deal.
Recently, I wrote about why I want Henry to be fully, unapologetically himself – why I don’t want him to “pass” for typical. I posted th...
How orphan empowerment applies to me
“We don’t even take their picture before they sign a consent form. Every child knows their rights.” – Reegan Kaberia Mungi I had the ple...
Why I’m an advocate
Henry’s capacity to feel has always been evident to me. Maybe it’s one of the reasons I didn’t see his autism as soon as others did. They noti...