Tag: parenting

Itsy Bitsy Spiders

Itsy Bitsy Spiders

It was after 2 a.m. night before last, when Hubby’s and my phones started dinging. Imagine our joy upon seeing this missive from our 12-year-old daughter: You may ask, why the heck was our daughter awake at 2 a.m.? Right. Let’s address that one first: 

A Mom Memory

A Mom Memory

Here it is the end of May, and I’m again scrambling to get a post up. So I went back in time to see what I was up to 10 years ago. That’s when the kids were 3 and 4 years old, and I was 

I Was a Mean, Nasty Person… On Call

I Was a Mean, Nasty Person… On Call

It’s been a crazy time, people, absolutely crazy, and I’ll have to tell you all about it NEXT month. Just now I was digging back in my blog archives for something interesting I can upcycle so that March 2024 doesn’t go by without a post. 

The crazy things we humans do

The crazy things we humans do

At the end of the workday today all I wanted to do was walk the dog around the little pond nearby and commune with nature. But no, humanity had to go and butt in.  We had just crossed a lovely tree-lined street and were strolling 

Running Away

Running Away

I was solo with the kids all day Sunday, which turned out to be Sibling Rivalry Day. I applied I don’t know how many ice packs and band-aids to increasingly serious injuries. My voice was literally hoarse from yelling. By evening, I was way beyond 

Autism Awareness for Real

Autism Awareness for Real

Sharing Hubby’s beautifully written post about our son learning that he has autism. His piece, titled Autism Awareness, truly touched me, and apparently many others as well, as it’s got over 1000 likes and almost 200 shares on Twitter! Here’s our little man doing what 

Celebrating a Victory: for Autism Parenting As Much As Football

Celebrating a Victory: for Autism Parenting As Much As Football

Many of you know that Hubby is a sports broadcaster, an unusually lucky one who’s now called four Super Bowls and appeared in three victory Duck Boat parades. Until this year, our son didn’t want to participate in the parades. He’s on the spectrum, and 

Sometimes You Plant the Seed; Sometimes You Provide the Space

Sometimes You Plant the Seed; Sometimes You Provide the Space

I’ve been wanting to write about this backyard phenomenon we’re experiencing. Below is a photo of the eight-foot-long, four-foot-wide, very healthy, still-growing pumpkin plant that has literally spilled out over the edge of our garden, and taken over a chunk of our lot. It’s elicited 

2000 Steps to a Clear Head, on a Crappy Day

2000 Steps to a Clear Head, on a Crappy Day

Babyboy has had the flu for the past five days, so Hubby and I have had crappy sleep for the past five nights. We’ve found ourselves up at odd hours dosing liquid acetaminophen, delivering Albuterol puffs, fetching vomit buckets, and futzing with the humidifier. My 

Miracle… on Snow

Miracle… on Snow

The kids have been asking for snowboarding lessons. Even Babyboy, who has no interest in most physical activities, and can’t yet swim, nor ride a bike… Well, he does like hiking, and also trampoline jumping, but not for any length of time… We had gone