For those of you who know me, you’ll see that the names of my three favorite boys have been changed. While I’ve already “outed” them on the internet in some respects, I thought it was appropriate to try to protect them as much as possible. Someday they’ll leave the nest (hopefully!) and be out on their own, and I’d like to make sure their life as children doesn’t come back to haunt them someday.
The names I have chosen for them all have special meaning to me in their own way, so I could pay tribute to those special people in my life while protecting my little guys.
Gerry is my oldest – my “typical” kid who is anything but typical. Howie is my middle guy – a bundle of energy and love of life. He was diagnosed with ASD at age 3 1/2 in December 2009. My youngest is Lewis who is trying desperately to get a word in edgewise with his brothers.
My husband Tim – my amazing partner and my soulmate – wanted to be called Remington. Ah, no.