On Monday I came home later than usual. The Boy held the door open for me, watching as I walked down the hallway. He waited for me to c...

We met by chance.  I was a receptionist.  Joseph (The Husband), a Fed Ex courier.  Eleven years ago, he delivered a package.  He's ...

Whenever I come home from work, I stand in the doorway as my mother calls out to The Boy, "Look who's home.  Come and say Hi to Mom...

Yesterday I came home after a long day of work.  I was hesitant in picking up The Boy's communication notebook, afraid of reading what...

The Boy LOVES to sing "Over the Rainbow" - He drew this picture (independently!) with his SEIT 8/4/11 Another picture: Su...

I don't hear the words "I love you" from The Boy very often.  I prompt him to say many things.  But those three words?  Never....

I will never forget walking into the Harry H. Gordon (HHG) school for the first time - it was mid June, 2008.  I had no idea what to expect ...

It is Administrative Professionals Week and another Secretary's Day is upon us. As a secretary, I know it's our day to feel apprecia...

The Boy is a biter.  A hitter.  A licker.  A pincher.  A squeezer.  A hand-flapper.  A climber.  A jumper.   A negotiator.  A manip...