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Three reasons why you shouldn't mess with me:
1.  I am the mom of a special needs child.  I will chew you up and spit you out to help my daughter. 
2.  I am amped up and I am ready to fight.  I fight all day long to make sure Kate is getting all the help she needs and deserves. 
3.  I will go further and push harder because I have more on the line. 

To the general public;  You are awesome, you are kind and you are very, very patient.  To the very few who give us dissaproving looks, know-it-all smirks and unwanted advice; please educate yourself.  To the asshole at dairy queen who very noisly and obviously moved tables because Kate was 'bothering' him; Go To Hell.  She was talking to you and she was having a hard time moving on until you awknowledged her.  She perseverates.  She can't help it.  You're lucky my fist didn't perseverate on your face.  To the lady who sat in front of us at the movies on Sunday.  You are a class-act.  Thank you for not turning around and giving us the 'look'.  Kate made it through half the movie and we were very proud.  She jibber jabbered happily at the screen and I know it was distracting for you and your children.  Your children were as well-mannered as you and did not turn around either.  I could have hugged you but then if I did I guess you would have had good reason to give me the 'look'.  I am not going to walk around in fear of judgment from the few.  There are far too many like the lady at the movies that make this just a little bit easier.  Look at that face.  She loved it and so did her big sister.

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