These kids are amazing. They recognise that The Boy Child is different to them, but they care not. Love them.
We introduced The Boy Child to the marvellous masterpiece that is Willy Russell's Blood Brothers. "Tell me it's not true ..."
Two hours at lunch with good friends can make all the difference to how I cope with the difficult days.
Somehow he's at Secondary School. In a school where everyone understands autism. In a school where his star can shine.
There are hundreds of different colours to choose from, but I still pick the same one … OPI's Chick Flick Cherry.
I can't stop smiling. I can't stop showing off my newly straightened teeth. I wish I'd had orthodontic work sooner.
What a fabulous weekend of creativity! Forty eight hours in the company of like-minded women is a real treat.
"I could eat my body weight in prawn crackers! Would that be a good idea, do you think? Probably not!"
"What's the thing you want to see or do most in Washington?" I asked, perhaps rather foolishly. "Insult him", he replied.
He's supposed to look like a WW2 pilot, but I can't help but think of the cartoon character, Deputy Dawg!