So my son stims. Your son stims. Your daughter stims. The whole autistic world stims. In fact, I stim (although I’m pretty certain I’m not not or do I run the risk of being diagnosed as autistic – I’m just wacky). So what’s the big deal? It’s a stress reliever, it’s a way of shutting…
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My Son Rides the Short Bus
Credit for the title of this blog goes to my husband, who pondered whether he should start his own blog about our son. Yup, my son is one of those kids. Here he is. Isn’t he a handsome boy? Yup. He is. His good looks motivated me to truly polish my photography skills and make…