Late at night, I dream of a future life. From my crib, I imagine myself achieving great things.

Tonight, it’s all about Kung Fu.
Late at night, I dream of a future life. From my crib, I imagine myself achieving great things.
Tonight, it’s all about Kung Fu.
A couple months ago, I visited my sister-in-law’s family. While we were there, her daughter chose Becky as a subject for a school photography project. I received the final pictures and have enjoyed them immensely. While the model is front and center, my niece’s budding talent is clearly in focus.
And she’s only 12 years old.
Read More »I’ve started a number of blog posts in the past months.
But, like our incessant laundry, it’s hard to finish things sometimes.
Read More »This world of eating is exhausting.
Like fall-asleep-in-the-middle-of-a-noisy-robotics-competition-after-eating-a-peanut-butter-sandwich kind of exhausting.
Read More »There comes a time when changes need to be made. And sometimes those changes are dramatic.
Today is one of those days for Becky.
Read More »My last post about Becky, Jersey Mike’s, and Uncle John struck a chord.
I’m not sure if it’s the Special Olympics, the excitement over sub sandwiches, or people looking for a tailgate invitation.
Read More »March 21 was World Down Syndrome Awareness Day. The date encapsulates the syndrome itself: 3 copies of the 21st chromosome. Hence 3.21 marks the day of awareness.
But our family missed it all together.
Read More »I’m learning about the world of children’s literature. There are some great books out there.
And they are wonderfully distracting during my standing therapy.
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