I'm a nice, normal mom in a nice, normal town. I believe in magic, miracles, good triumphing over evil and the overall effectiveness of laughter, chocolate, and a good, reliable sword. I also teach Special Education. That's it's own magic.
A lot of people have asked me how we first knew that Logan had autism. Perhaps in telling our story I can help other people who are just starting this "journey". My oldest daughter hates the word "journey" used in conjunction with any life-changing event: my weight-loss journey, my fitness journey, my education journey, etc. I don't know why, but she does. So maybe journey isn't the right word. It implies an end, and for this, there is none. We will call it a labyrinth. We entered it unknowingly when Logan was born, and puzzle after puzzle only led us deeper into it. So, how did we begin?
- Runner-Up in Dads Are No Joke Challenge