Monthly archive September, 2013
He's in a What???

He’s in a What???

So I guess I got comfy.  Dane was 3, then 4, then 5… wow – now 6!  He grew, and he grew, and he grew.  Pound after pound, inch after inch, he had suddenly become this hulking, lanky mass of childhood, teetering precariously at becoming half my size. But I still saw him for the...
Expectations...

Expectations…

We were at Kmart.  Dane was maybe four (but was large enough to appear seven).  ‘Grandy’ pushed Dane, in his adaptive stroller, over to the ‘Blue Icy’ station and was indulging the boys in a lovely little treat when an older gentleman decided to give his two cents. “That boy’s too big for a stroller. ...