What? Me worry?
Overstimulation is always a concern in children with autism spectrum disorder but on this day at a cramped McDonald’s playland with 20 other kids, my ASD son was wonderful.
Overstimulation is always a concern in children with autism spectrum disorder but on this day at a cramped McDonald’s playland with 20 other kids, my ASD son was wonderful.
Last weekend, the wife and I spent a few days in Arizona. It was the first time, ever, leaving the now 5-year old twins and fortunately my sister, my nephew, Mr. Dave, and the grandparents all stepped up to watch them over the course of three days. And yes. It really does take five people to babysit the Terror Twins.
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Last Spring, the wife and I were a bit worried about the prospect of our autistic son moving on to mainstream kindergarten from his special-ed pre-K class. What concerned us was the transition.
As I sit and think about it, in the three years since my son was diagnosed with autism I can’t recall a single time when I asked “why me?”. Never did I consider myself the victim. If anything, I often questioned if I was somehow to blame, if even partially.
Every anniversary since 9/11 – on Facebook, Twitter, in the media and around the proverbial water coolers – American gather to tell their story of where they were when the planes crashed, their reactions to watching the towers fall, and how they felt in the immediate aftermath. Across the country people donated money, blood, supplies,…