The boy was moon gazing: Well, not really. He was singing instead, 😉 Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
The boy was moon gazing: Well, not really. He was singing instead, 😉 Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
My day had started like any other, I was up at 5 packing lunches and backpacks, while trying to gulp down some coffee. I had an appointment at the office later, so I spent a few minutes standing in front of my closet perplexed and sighing. I looked in the mirror, briefly noting the major…
Love is… Love is… a choice. Love is… knowing that without them, life would be empty and cold. Love is… sharing tears. Love is…worth fighting for. Love is…a knowing glance across a room. Love is… hurting for someone else. Love is… a familiar smell. Love is… something that is so easily tossed aside when…
I never would have walked away from her and sat in the shade to talk with another mom at that age. I would have been hovering over her and wondering where all the other parents were, anyway. Then I think of where she is now with her skills and another wave of relief washes over me. I can be one of the parents sitting over in the shade, still watchful, but more at ease.
This is why Woody got relegated to the toy bin: I should be thankful they’re toys and not the real ones right? Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
“You must be so busy, with four kids!” People say when I introduce my family. And I look at them, thinking, “Well, no, not really.” (Minus the doctor and specialist appointments). You see, until this year, there haven’t been extracurricular activities. It was enough to take two older girls to the park 3 days a…
All of these subtle social skills that seem to just fall into place for other children. So many ideas and concepts that I hadn’t even thought about before, and now have to figure out how to teach them to someone to whom they really just don’t make sense. First we’re explaining this side and then we’re explaining the other, and back and forth we go
Somebody’s inside the “tent” that his behavioral consultant made for him: Can you see him? Share what you managed to capture this week. Please spread the comment love around. Thank you.
We’re in the trenches, people. We eat, sleep and breathe what our kids need at home. Advocate for them at school and in extracurricular activities. Read and pursue resources. Maybe even dream about them. I know I do. With two girls diagnosed with a slew of different special needs and their sisters who’s lives have…
I woke this morning at 5:00am to the old dog scratching to be let out. I complied, then laid down on the couch. Sadly, I couldn’t fall back to sleep; my mind awash with all the things I could, or should, be doing. Go to the gym? I’m out of shape and overweight and desperately…