A father’s pride.
I am proud of each of my kids. Everyday, each one does something that just blows me away in awe. Today for example… Mr T and I went to dermatology. He has a lot of moles on his face, so we are working on getting them removed. He was a bit nervous going in, I could tell, that, but with the autism, the average person wouldn’t have known. He was his usual self though, cracking jokes and what not. Until they stuck the first needle in him. I swear, if I could have traded places with him, I would have done so in heartbeat. It is difficult for parents to see their child in discomfort. Truly, it was more than discomfort, it bordered on an anxiety attack. A teeth chattering, chin quivering anxiety attack. I have never seen him like that. Still, he opted to continue. They were able to