The Happy Heart School

Living lifelong human care, development, education, learning and service for all.

Happy Day of Joy, Everybody.

So, I think it’s one more year.  Maybe one year can be one lifetime. Maybe it can be one whole epoch. Maybe it can be 12,000 years. Maybe we close … Continue reading

March 20, 2021 · Leave a comment

I have never looked back since.

At dawn when Keith was born, I made a decision. When I was pregnant with him, I had asked for a sign regarding my life that had seemingly no direction. … Continue reading

June 23, 2020 · Leave a comment

Can I?

From “I can go to school?” to “Can I go to work?”  Keith constantly surprises me with his speech development. Every morning, he greets me with a big hug and … Continue reading

August 9, 2019 · Leave a comment

“We’re going to Ah Mah’s house for dinner.”

Keith said every word clearly. Very slowly, but he said “for” for the first time. At 11 years and 8 months. And “house” has a clear “s” articulation. This is … Continue reading

April 21, 2019 · Leave a comment

Moving Platforms

Moving Platforms Yesterday, I went on a Ropes Course, inadvertently finding myself having to cross first a passage without ropes, except for my safety harness, and then a series of … Continue reading

April 10, 2019 · Leave a comment

How Could Anyone

HOW COULD ANYONE For World Down Syndrome Day 2019   When this song by Libby Roderick played for me randomly on my iPhone, I was transported back momentarily to the … Continue reading

March 12, 2019 · Leave a comment

“Not joining us. Too bad.”

I love to discover and hear the authentic blossoming of words from Keith. When asked to join us for a family lunch today, he asserted confidently, “Not joining us. Too … Continue reading

December 31, 2018 · Leave a comment

“What eat? I buy.”

I must log this down before this moment of preciousness escapes me. Last week when Aunty Amanda came to work with Mommy, Keith was understanding and supporting the significance of … Continue reading

March 6, 2018 · Leave a comment

“I don’t like this vegetable.”

I had heaped a pile of cabbage on his plate and he spoke in an amazing full sentence of valid protest, “I don’t like this vegetable.” How could I not … Continue reading

December 24, 2017 · Leave a comment

“I think (of) Mommy.”

Keith pointed to his temple and said, “I think”, and he pointed to me and continued, “Mommy”. Because I had been away, and he wanted me to know he had … Continue reading

November 22, 2017 · Leave a comment