Posted on April 19, 2009 by Carrie on The Parenting Passageway This post meant so much to me! During a time where I am not completely sure whether it’s me, my son, or nature, it sure helps to hear it from someone who’s been through it and has a background in development! The seven-year-old
Category: raising a boy
I don’t know how many of you know about Waldorf education. Until three years ago, I had an idea. But it seemed oddly more like being a Jehovah’s Witness in my mind. Well I couldn’t have been more wrong. Making the choice to home school my son was not an easy one in light of
It’s been a while since I’ve posted. And I’m sorry about that. I’ve been on sort of a mental sabbatical. And when I say mental, I truly mean that I believe my senses have been dangerously close to leaving me. It’s amazing how easily you can forget who you are. Especially when the pressure is
Sorry, I Just couldn’t resist. So, you may have a sensory kid, you may not. But all of us have seen a failure to modulate whether our kids are typical or unique. Modulation is your child’s ability to control, in this instance, volume. I often joke that my son is missing his volume control knob.
Everyone wants to know why. Why was my kid born with sensory stuff. Why is my kid allergic to every food on the planet. Why does my kid have ADD, horrible eczema, hyperactivity? Why, why, why? I’m not a doctor, and I’m only a research scientist in my own mind. But I’ve got a hypothesis
I feel like Isaiah is a social experiment. Well, I don’t just feel like it. It is almost intentional. The fact is, I completely shelter him from outside influences. There is no pop culture in his life. No TV, no movies (post 1970), no pop music (post 1990), no video games. We are living in
Watching my 72-year-old mother and my 6-year-old Waldorf home schooled child attempt to write a letter using Word is nothing short of hilarious. I’ve got the impatient technophobe (my mom) with the creative free-thinker. My mom is yelling to me as I’m trying to make dinner “Jennifer, I don’t understand, how are we supposed to