I forgot today was Library Day for my daughter at school, and here sits her library book on the end table by our front door. I feel awful.
I will be her biggest cheerleader. I will not stop until everyone can truly see her. This is what it means to be a special needs parent.
Forget report cards. No grade can measure who my daughter truly is. She is so far beyond “outstanding” in every way to those who know and love her.
We became a gluten-free family. We completely changed our tried-and-true dinner menu. Buh-bye Kraft Mac and Cheese. See ya chicken nuggets.
I have chosen my children’s Halloween costumes every year to date. Are they involved in the process? Yes. Do they make the final decision? No.