Grocery Day

A  one of many typical days of grocery shopping for us. It starts as we enter walmart, the dreaded stickers.....I try very hard to get my cart and run with my son but those elderly people will chase us down. He hates stickers on his person. They slap one one him and our shopping mood is set, but if we are lucky free cookies are close. If I am desparte I'll ask for one, they gladly give one, my expression probably scares them. I hurry through the bread and buns they make nice mushy target for him. We don't do fruit I have to send my daughter for that. ...more

My first blog

Let's see I have a 19yr old son who autistic, nonverbal, and has epilepsy. He is also the joy of my life, he has the biggest smile, so big his eyes squinch up. He is happy all the time, as if he knows a joke that I don't. The things he has taught me about life, I just smile as sit here thinking of them. I am a better person for knowing him. I intend to blog about our life and I hope it might help some or atleast make you smile. ...more