Nico and Me

Nico was awake at about 6 AM. I could hear him rocking around in his bed, so came downstairs and climbed him with him. Around 8:45, he woke up, rolled onto his back, peered at me blearily, crossed his arms over his chest, and said, “Love.”

I have many new followers now, thanks to the CNN article, and I appreciate those of you who stick around to read my writing. My son has Down syndrome and I have some upcoming pieces on being his father and some of the issues I track as a result. People often ask me what it’s like parenting a child with Down syndrome. There is no simple answer to that question, but here’s what I can tell you – it’s often like this. Whatever issue you start with, it ends with “Love.”

I’m a lucky father.

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