THUMB.PRINTS

One day, a neighbour came by to hang out with Joel, and Amos—compelled by his love for guests—welcomed her with jangling props and a...

I know…we’ve been ranting about crazy months. This has been another mad, manic one. The kids fell ill, Mommy too. The days were packed to...

One evening I came home feeling like a wreck. Amos would waddle over like a puckish little pixie and say hello and hug my legs. And he...

Life is full of surprises. We recall that moment over three years ago when the news of Amos’ condition opened up a precipice before us....

Thank you for doing what you do. You saw a lack in society and went right for it. You have embraced a calling and entered the lives of so...

This week marked the end of the third week that Amos went – ahem, well… TUBELESS! For those who needed a second glance – yes! TUBELESS!...

It is morning. From the corners of our eyes we perceive movement. We turn and behold a tiny little thing doddering out of the bedroom;...

We are the same in some aspects and we differ in others. It’s a fact. People with Down syndrome tend to lag behind in some areas. We...

A recent sermon had me reflecting on what happened. In April 2014 Amos developed pneumonia when he drank milk into his lungs. We had been...

After a bout of pneumonia Amos snored like a car being jump-started; with each laborious breath his chest heaved and his stomach...

Recently I encountered a heavily pregnant mother of 2 young children. We were both waiting for our hubbies and children to finish their...

Not everyone is born into greatness. It’s easy for us to acknowledge the fact that we’re not cut out for big things. But most people want...