Down Syndrome: Listening as Acceptance

She looked at LP carefully and my throat caught a little.  Here we go.  I made myself smile.

“So… he has Down syndrome?”
“Yes.”

From here, it usually goes few ways:
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Dear Mouse: I See You

Dear Mouse,

You went to a birthday party today and your father’s report was… well, not great.  It seems you spent most of the time being a barnacle on your daddy’s leg, despite the kind efforts of other kids to get you to play.  In fact, your daddy told me you were pretty unkind to one of the kids, and that hurt my heart a bit. Read the rest of this entry »


Dear Chipmunk: 30 Months of Splendiforous Life

Dear Chipmunk,

Yes, you’ve officially been alive for 2.5 years.  Seems like it is time to write you another letter.  What can I say?  You’re a pain in my ass right now.

There.  Don’t ever tell me I wasn’t honest with you. Read the rest of this entry »


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