(my favorite pic of him, his powder donut sugar coma)
The nickname "The Terror" retires officially today. Now don't get me wrong, I love the nickname. He runs after us, slaps us with sticky hands, wakes us up at 2am jumping, and laughs after knocking us down. All of my kids have their nicknames. I figured he's no acception. Since his Autism diagnosis I have been reluctant to change his. He's cute small and fitting so it suits him. But he's growing now. It's time to let it go *sob*. It's now or never because we are all so use to calling him that. I don't want him to grow up thinking he's a Terror because of his Autism. After reading John Robison's Post over the weekend, I've decided today is the day! So even though in my mind you will always be my cute lil' terror, you are now my cute lil' Tafari!
We shorten his name and call him Fari too.