Every day when I return home from work, as soon as I am through the front door, I can hear Jonathan scampering toward me yelling “DADDY!  Daddy’s home!” I immediately receive a bear hug and a huge smile. Funny thing is that when I return from a quick run to the grocery store, I receive…

I have a new post over at Bloom: Parenting Kids with Disabilities (a site I highly recommend, by the way, if you are a parent of a child with disabilities) called “Would you Like to Have Down Syndrome?”  It reads: Our daughter Penny was born with Down syndrome almost five years ago. After the initial…

I’m not very good at saying thank you. Take, for instance, when someone has invited me to speak. To stand up in front of the crowd and say thank you to the host seems unnecessary to me. Perfunctory. Fake. I’d rather indicate my gratitude by sending a note after the fact. But I’ve been convinced…

When Charlie was born… before Charlie… because of Charlie… I could write a seemingly endless stream of thoughts all sharing a common thread. The themes might vary, but the main subject–my son Charlie–remains constant.  Over three years ago I had little to say on the subject of disabilities, yet alone Down syndrome. It wasn’t until…

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