Wil was busy packing his backpack. Then he walked up to me and told me what he was doing and walked out the door. I
Down Syndrome Awareness = Hello, meet my child. Once you get to know him, you won’t be so scared of him anymore. Books upon books.
This morning I said to Wil, “You have school today.” Wil was sitting criss-cross applesauce on the couch. He had his lap desk balanced on
“Slippery rocks ahead!” It was a dark, pre-dawn August morning in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. Headlamp lights bounced off the rocky trail. It had rained the
This morning was a full-on 30 minute morning to get Wil out of bed and into the kitchen for breakfast. This is how it went:
I sat at the kitchen table, my chair turned slightly outward, toward the kitchen sink, where Matt stood, washing dishes. Miraculously, Katherine, Elizabeth and Wil