My daughter is sick. My husband is sick. And I’m sick. Who is not sick? The monkey. He’s swinging and jumping outside, full of energy. And how are we handling this? Taking turns. One hour each, outside with the kiddo. One stays out with him. The other two, we sleep inside. And that’s how we…

My dad called me at work. The monkey was running between his trampoline and the swings. He tripped. Scratched his chin. But his eyelid was cut open. They couldn’t stop the bleeding. Now picture my mom crying because she’s worried. My dad trying to calm her down. The monkey scared because he knows something is…

My son loves to be outside. He can be outside for hours on his swing, his trampoline, or just running around with his doggies. And today, as my husband and I are outside talking, the monkey moves the chair next to the rock wall and climbs to the other side. I run towards him with,…

The monkey only eats chicken nuggets. That’s it. Only chicken nuggets. For years this has been the case. We’ve tried to change this. Many times we tried so hard that the meltdowns would seem as if they lasted forever. Other times we simply give in. We’ve learned to pick and choose our fights. Most times…

I went to work today and when my husband was picking me up, the monkey got out of the car.  He wanted to go inside the building. I followed him to see where he wanted to go. We usually go to my office late, around 8 pm in the weekends. This way, both my husband…

Wishing all of our Autism family and friends much love on this new year!!!! ❤️❤️❤️