Having Himself a Merry Little Autistic Christmas

“What should we get the boy for Christmas?” Another year, same phone call.  It’s not an unusual question to get from grandparents, whether your kid is autistic or not.  Of course with my neurotypical boy, the answer’s easy:  anything Power Rangers, Lego, Spider-Man, Harry Potter, or Black Panther-related is going to be a hit.  With my autistic boy, though?  That one’s a little tougher. Part … Continue reading Having Himself a Merry Little Autistic Christmas

When You Feel Like You’re Failing

I’d love to be able to say that I can go any significant amount of time without feeling like I’m completely failing as a parent.  Some of it is depression, some of it is anxiety, and a lot of it is simply the fact that I can’t give my family everything that I wish that I could. Expensive vacations.  A huge house.  Top of the … Continue reading When You Feel Like You’re Failing

When Your Child Is Diagnosed Autistic – First Step

Maybe you saw it coming.  Maybe the idea never even crossed your mind.  Either way, your child has just been diagnosed.  So where do you start? By taking a deep breath, and not doing anything. Don’t start reading pamphlets.  Don’t start calling therapists.  For the love of God, DON’T GOOGLE. Go home and take a moment to remember everything you knew about your baby the day before.  … Continue reading When Your Child Is Diagnosed Autistic – First Step

To All Those Unmitigated, Parent-Shaming Douche Nozzles

DISCLAIMER:  It’s not that I’ve been the victim of parent shaming, per se.  It’s more that I’ve just had enough of parents being ugly to each other. Before we even get started, why yes – yes I do kiss my kids with this mouth. If you’re feeling a bit defensive after reading this title, it may be because you often find yourself dispensing what you … Continue reading To All Those Unmitigated, Parent-Shaming Douche Nozzles

Destroying Childhoods or Ruining What My Kids Make Me Watch

I think something inside me has finally broken. My beloved wife likes to joke (at least I think she’s joking) that I spoil everything.  This usually comes up in response to my habit of watching TV or movies with what I would refer to as an analytical eye. She just calls it pooping on everything. I can’t help myself.  I watch something and I immediately … Continue reading Destroying Childhoods or Ruining What My Kids Make Me Watch