A young boy in a teal hoodie and backpack tells his mother, “I went for dyslexia.” They stand in a warm, cozy room with bookshelves and a window. The mother smiles gently, listening with care. Title text reads: “He Said Dyslexia: When Our Kids Name What We Haven’t Explained Yet.”

“He Said Dyslexia”: When Our Kids Name What We Haven’t Explained Yet

“He Said Dyslexia”: When Our Kids Name What We Haven’t Explained Yet My son usually tells me he went to “the office for reading.” It’s a phrase we’ve both come to accept – gentle, neutral, supportive. But one day, he said something different. “I went for dyslexia.” He said it like it was just another […]

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