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#istandwithconner

#istandwithconner

{Image is a photo of Katie, Conner, and Brooke together at Disney World in May. Conner is wearing his Mickey Ears.} By now, most of you know my friend, Conner. Conner is the kind of friend that we all pray to have someday. And the kind of person that we all hope to be. He is … Continue reading

her S

her S

{Image is a photo of Brooke in our friend’s pool on Monday afternoon, just moments before the following conversation took place.}  “When I was a baby, did you make me austistic?” “No, sweetheart, God did that.” “Why did God make me austistic?” “I don’t know, love. He just did. I guess He knew that autism … Continue reading

Godspell – still

Godspell – still

Last night on Diary’s Facebook page:   I have so many things to say about this, but for now, this will have to do .. {image is a photo of Brooke studying her program for Godspell, which, thanks to a heads up from a reader for which I am ridiculously grateful, we are about to … Continue reading

inter-action

inter-action

{image is a photo of a teddy bear and Tigger, both in their jammies for the pajama party} – “They’re just standing there,” he said. “I can’t tell if they’re … ya know, interacting or not.” There was a pause as he carefully gathered his words. “I just … I didn’t know if I should be, … Continue reading

not a baby

not a baby

{Image is a photo of Brooke running on the beach in Newport, courtesy of Connerton Photography, all rights reserved}  So I have a story that I really wanted to tell you guys this morning. It’s about a recent conversation that I had with Brooke about the fact that some people use words to communicate and others don’t. … Continue reading

digging in

digging in

Yesterday morning, Luau wrote the following. Now, before you go sharpening your keyboards to lambaste him for writing it and me for sharing it, please remember that this is just the beginning of the story. (Note: I’ve edited it very slightly to make it Diary friendly.)   – {image is a photo of Brooke sitting on … Continue reading

playing defense

playing defense

{image is a photo of Brooke at the amusement park this weekend} I can’t stand when I hear parents lament the fact that they’re so distraught because their autistic kids hated soccer or ballet or whatever *because they’re autistic*. What if they just hate soccer or can’t stand ballet? Why does that have to have anything to … Continue reading

who rescued whom

who rescued whom

{Image is the button panel inside an elevator. A child’s hand can be seen pushing a button.} I talk a lot here about how incredibly blessed our family has been to have a formidable team of professionals supporting Brooke. Some are teachers, others are therapists, others still are school staff members who take the time … Continue reading