I originally started this blog a few years ago to chronicle Noah's daily struggles with autism. It was a dark time in my life - a time when I felt that things would never get better. It was a time when I felt that all my hopes and dreams for my son and for our family had died. In my efforts to help Noah recover from autism, I began a journey that inadvertently led me to rediscover myself. I learned how to laugh again. How to dream again. How to live again. How to love again.

Autism Schmaustism. He's still our son.

This is a blog celebrating our family. Our kids. Our life.

Friday, July 06, 2012

It's the simple things...


Okay, so he's not playing with pine cones or counting seashells or bundling freshly gathered twigs from a nature walk.... 


They're not fair trade or organic or environmentally friendly...



They're not harvested from wood and sculpted into shape by indigenous tribes in the Amazon....


And I didn't buy them from some eco-friendly catalogue for fifty bucks a pop...



But these leftover styrofoam cups that he found in the back of our pantry have become his favorite toy.


And you can't put a price on that!

P.S. Thanks for all the kind remarks on my messy house! lol  Wait until I show you the before and afters of Naveen's bedroom!