Autism with a side of fries

As I tackle a mountain of laundry this morning and wait for yet another doctor's office to call me back, I got some random thoughts boun...

The kiddo loves going to the movies.  Honest to god, it could be a screening of Patton and as long as I bought the big popcorn, he'd be ...

In honor of my 100th blog post, I thought I'd channel my inner Oprah Winfrey and make a "Mama Fry's Favorite Things" list...

No honey, they won't.  Not my kiddo and from what I hear, not a lot of other kids with autism either.  This sentence has been way to m...

I hear this sentence a lot.  I've heard it expressed in different ways though.  Sometimes it's said in an effort to relate to me and...

Tis the season for my mother to start holiday shopping.  Granny Fry, I am convinced, starts shopping for next year's Christmas on Decemb...

Life with the kiddo isn't exactly an episode of The Brady Bunch.  I'm not rocking a perfect flip in my hair.  I thank the good Lord ...