Today was the kind of day a special needs mom dreams about.
Today was a half-day at school: just enough time for me to have a workout and get my essential work done while Peanut went to class with his…
“Did you get my text?”
Sometimes success looks like a little boy sobbing his eyes out.
When we finally pulled Peanut out of public school at the end of Grade 2, I thought we’d reached rock bottom.
“How does Peanut feel about you writing about him?”