As a Mother of a Son With Down Syndrome I Would Vote for More Acceptance
Category: PARENTS
For the first time ever, my son had ordered his own meal and was understood. As the three of us sat at the table basking in his moment, I noticed my son's attention was drawn to the table behind us. First, he was smiling and then he wasn't. He was frowning.
By Kari Wagner-Peck, ContributorWriter & Social Commentary, 2014-10-03