Bridget despises Santa. When I say hate, I mean only second to the thought of snow. It started at a young age, when a grandmother would not take no for an answer. I made the photo that year’s Christmas card in revenge.
Bridget works very hard to fit into the traditional world. She spends unlimited time working on speech and articulation. Bridget has worked to overcome her fear of the beach and grass. While she still does not like snow, by the end of last year’s never ending snow season Bridget could go outside. She even touched snow in a bucket.
She drew the line at stepping in the snow. Continue reading
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