The monkey has been in speech therapy since he was first diagnosed at two and a half years old. During the pandemic in 2019, the therapy went virtual. And he did terrible. He hated it. He was home and wanted to play, not work. We hated it because we would need to force him to…

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The monkey got very upset at me this morning and poured my coffee into the sink. His way of saying: “There. You don’t get to drink your coffee.”😄 I sat him down and told him he was in time out, no iPad. He cried and cried. We talked about what he did. How it’s okay…

I woke up at 2 am with what seemed like a panic attack. I cannot stop worrying about what is ahead for us. The monkey has been in this school since he was in first grade, for five years. In about a month, he will be graduating and will need to move on. This school…

The monkey started speech therapy in December of last year. The first month was terrible. He hated it. On our way to there, we got beaten, scratched, kicked. You name it, he did it. Change is very difficult for him. Our amazing in-home trainer provided PECs so that we can show it to him to…

As you all may know we have been out for a while. It has been an eventful few months for us. First our Facebook page got hacked. That took about a month to get it back. We were told that we would need to delete the account, but I didn’t want to lose this page….

The monkey has been doing so well during these two weeks of vacation. Simply put, he’s just happy. And we love seeing him this way. He’s constantly laughing, hugging us, giving us affection. He’s just happy. Today we were talking about going back to school. We told him class will start tomorrow and we need…

I’ve been reflecting on this past year and like most of us, we have had some rough lows and some great highs. A few months ago, we decided to start the monkey in therapy again. After not going to sessions since the start of the pandemic, he struggled a lot. He hated it. Hated it!…

Last night I put some door draft stoppers on our back door. It had been very windy and there’s was cold air coming in. The monkey kept seeing me do this while he was watching TV. Fast forward to 2 am. We were asleep when the monkey comes over to grab my hand. I am…

My daughter was 12 when the monkey was born. She had been an only child for years. Then during her middle school years, the monkey came into our lives. I’m sure it was a bit difficult for her with all the changes that happen when a baby comes along. But she always took the role…