Life in my large family. Hilarious. Horrifying. Sometimes even serious.
If you read yesterday’s post, then you know all about how we make the worst house guests ever and Apollo’s ambitions to be a panhandler. Lying in bed that night, in fresh, crisp (puke-free) sheets I was scared of two things: … Continued
Apollo had a rough night the day before his pre-op appointment. He was up repeatedly and ready to talk. At one point, settled in the bed between Chuck and I, I felt a tap-tap-tap on the top of my head. … Continued
We have just passed the halfway mark in the 2015-2016 school year, so I thought now would be a good time to give an update on how the kids are doing. Jubilee, Hezekiah and Tucker and are doing great. Hezekiah … Continued
So there I am, in the drug store fishing around in the bottom of my bag so I don’t have to break a dollar bill over the forty-seven cents in change. I mean, you’d do the same, right? But you … Continued
Sitting in the counselor’s office recently with my 13-year-old son (whom I love with all of my heart) I said, “We can deal with anything except the rages. And his refusal to do anything he doesn’t want to. If he … Continued
Four years ago today we handed Apollo over to a surgeon we had only met the day before, trusting she would fix our son. We were told this was a one time surgery. Afterward he would be able to eat … Continued
I received my copy of Reading Buddy free in exchange for an honest review. Because I love it so much, I am now an affiliate. Reading Buddy I have had a few reluctant readers in my career as a homeschool (and … Continued
And I really hope you could read the snark in that title. If not, you either a) have not been reading here long enough or b) need to change the battery on your Snark-o-Meter. Autism Evaluation Timeline: Referral: October 2014 … Continued
In the fall of 2014 my 12-year-old son started seeing a counselor at a local agency (I am not going to mention the name, because it is only relevant if you are local to me.) During the period of time … Continued
Yesterday we made another trek down to the Seattle Children’s Feeding Clinic. Yes, these visits get old, yes I get sick of driving to Seattle and yes, we usually stop for coffee. As if hot, rich coffee can somehow lessen … Continued