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You can never be too young to advocate for autism

I usually post a picture of our family wearing shirts to promote world autism day. This year we didn't get the chance to do that. But we promote and advocate autism all year long. 


This picture represents how our whole family knows autism, we live with autism and we work hard to make sure that Nathan knows he's more than just autism.

See when we were about to have Nathan's little sister, Chayse, I was a nervous wreck. I was so worried that Nathan wouldn't adapt to her. That he wouldn't pay attention to her.

Boy was I wrong. From day one he loved her. He wanted her near him all of the time. He made sure we never left home without her. He was her big brother.


Now that Chayse is 3 years old she has surpassed Nathan in a few things. She can talk in full sentences. She can use the potty. She makes friends. But the one thing she does best is helping her big brother.

She gets concerned when he's having a hard time. She goes to him and wants to help fix his "boo boo" when he gets hurt. She helps him with his words. "Bubba say....." and he listens to her and says the word. And every single time she says "great job Bubba."

We have really begun talking to her about autism and how some kids learn a little differently and that that's ok. We tell her we need to be nice to them and say hello. We need to help them and be their friend.

Chayse is only 3 years old but she is wise beyond her years. Nathan adores her and as a mama who prayed that he would, I thank God every day that he answered my prayers.


Autism advocacy is not just once a year...it's all year. And Chayse is proof you can never be too young to advocate.




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