

As Mother’s Day approaches each year, my husband and I have some variation of this conversation: “Why are you laying on the kitchen floor?” He asks. “Because I’m a horrible mother.” Geez, isn’t that obvious? “Okay.” He shrugs and steps over me to get a glass of Dr. Pepper. Okay? Okay? What! “Did you even hear…

Since today is the last day of Autism Awareness Month, I thought I would share a post a wrote a while ago. We have four children. The oldest three are boys. The eldest, Daniel, (age 11) and youngest, Gideon, (age 8) have autism. Ben, age 10, does not. Our youngest, age 4, is Katherine. Ben…
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