This is my beautiful, guileless son, who has Williams Syndrome. He’s crying in the bathtub after I told him his behavior wasn’t up to par and he wouldn’t earn a trip to McDonalds unless he improved.
His emotions are always so close to the surface. He wants to do what’s right, and he tries to please. He spent the rest of the morning giving me kisses and proving how good he could be.
We have challenges every single day. I drop into bed utterly exhausted at night, every night, and have for the past twelve years. But I wouldn’t change this sweetheart for the world.