Kids say the darndest things, don’t they? There’s a deer crossing sign less than 100 feet from my parents’ house. On our way there last week, TJ seemed to notice it for the first time.
“Unicorn!” he exclaimed, pointing.
I was really confused until I noticed the sign. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was so incredibly cute.
Be careful if you’re ever in the area near where my parents live. You don’t want to run over a unicorn.
That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.
That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.