When I go into the boys' bedroom in the morning, I turn the lights on and raise the shades. I give Ian a rub and say, "wake up, little boy." He slowly opens his eyes and, then he smiles. It's a huge, toothy smile. Every morning, he wakes up smiling. How great is that?

Jonah is a happy camper these days, too. He turned to me the other day and said, "Mom, I don't know why, but I have a lot of joy in my heart today."

It's just swell that both my kids are thriving right now. It's a pleasure not to worry. There were those days several years ago, when Ian spent most of his days screaming with frustration. Things are so easy now that I feel like I'm on vacation.

I watched a lot of Temple Grandin this morning, so it's time for a disability post.

Five years ago, we noticed that Ian was not meeting his speech milestones, and we started down the disability path. Here's what I've learned in the past five years:

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