Recently someone asked me how I managed to potty train my autistic child. I said something like, “I went through hell and back, that’s how.” Without blinking, they asked directions for the road map to hell. I finally found the notes I used back in 2010 on a back-up drive (whew), and in reviewing what I went through, I decided this might make a better post than my review of Men In Black: International. Though, with fewer references to poop. For all the autism parents out there, this one’s for you.Continue reading Potty Training on the Spectrum
This one is for family. If you’ve never known loss, you might not understand. If you have, I am so very sorry. And this one is also for you.Continue reading Being Fatherless on Father’s Day
Before I went on a diet, there was the Grandville Chocolate & Art Walk. My annual attempt to be artsy as well as fartsy.
And then when I came back to WordPress, they’ve up and changed the editor on me. Gads. I hate upgrades.
Enjoy my struggles to learn a new system and, oh yes, the art. Let’s not forget the art! Continue reading Taking a Bite Out of Art