- I happen to be the father to a little boy who is very smart.
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who could read at the age of two. Now 7 years of age...he reads at a grade 8 level.
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who is damn cute! Lucky for him I might add.
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who doesn't always understand what to do in a social situation.
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who can be in a happy-go-lucky mood one minute, and then a raging child the next.
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who loves to sing, draw - and pretend he's a composer (he can hear a classical piece and tell me the name of the dead person who composed it).
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who retains every word he's ever read - and can repeat them back - verbatim.
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who never lost his words - and in fact....seems to know most of them.
- I happen to the the father to a little boy who has mastered all that is the Internet...can spend hours on YouTube listening to classical music....and writes his own short stories (and pastes pictures from the Internet into Word).
- I happen to be the father to a little boy who walks through life - living in his own little world (I often wonder if the world he lives in is a happier place than the world I see outside my door).
I happen to be the father of a little boy who is autistic.
And it's hard.
Really hard in fact.
Everyday presents a new challenge to overcome - and everyday I am reminded that God does in fact exist. God lives in the smile of the little boy who is currently walking up the stairs...pausing as he passes me while I type away...and asks me "Daddy - what are you typing now?"
Good question little dude....good question indeed.
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