Thriving with Autism

It was already 11:15 a.m. Fifteen minutes more to go before Garret finishes his Sped Class, when I heard his distinct whine or more like...

Restful sleep. Peace of mind. This is what I have been praying for these past few weeks. And I just couldn't seem to have it. The slight...

"Okay, it is time to play Sack Race!", the Sped teacher enthuses. Four boys then form two lines and prepare themselves. "Read...