Isaiah doesn't get to watch real TV. It's not because I don't want him to have screen time necessarily. Let's face it, when you're a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom who blogs and designs, a little screen time is like a vacation in the tropics with a fou-fou drink. He doesn't watch TV because I don't trust what's … Continue reading Is Your Kid a LEGO Feeler?
Last week, in search of something shiny, my son and I popped into the local resale shop. After a few laps around, some time in the toy section checking out a little fairy castle, he settled on a beautiful pair of clip earrings, circa 1984 old lady. I wasn't sure what his plan was, but … Continue reading My Kid is a Freaking Rainbow
Cabin fever was definitely taking its toll on us. Every conversation was somehow escalating into an argument. Every interaction with Isaiah seemed more like a list of what he was doing wrong, not what he was doing right. School work was a struggle, bedtime was a struggle, forget picking up his toys. I watched it … Continue reading I Got a Parenting Do-Over and it Couldn’t Have Come Too Soon
I only go to Michael's in an emergency; I can't be trusted. This time, I put my blinders on to pick out a birthday present for one of Isaiah's friends. I passed the scrapbook stickers, looked straight ahead as I walked by the colored pencils and didn't even peak at the already-here-way-to-early Halloween decorations. I was surgical, I … Continue reading Mommy Fail Number 235 – Model Car Kit
I think I may have over-advocated for my son a few weeks back. You didn't think there was such a thing did you? It's kind of like Munchausen by Proxy, only not. I wasn't making him sick or faking symptoms or anything. No, instead I was willing to accept a list of possible disorders based … Continue reading I’m not saying YOUR child doesn’t have anxiety. I’m saying just because mine likes to control everything doesn’t mean HE does.
Isaiah's tennis teacher is a saint. He specializes in teaching 4-8 year olds tennis. Enough said. As the mother of an 8-year-old I can personally vouch for how difficult that must be. Oh wait - I forget we are assuming that child is typical. But my child is not typical, and this class includes … Continue reading The Commotion You Know
Little girl in Isaiah's archery class, I know you're too young to understand. I wish I could explain to you that it's his OCD that makes him move your arrows from the first orange cone to the second. You see the very first time he came to this class that's how the arrows were set … Continue reading Don’t Mind My Son He’s Just Got OCD
I often describe myself as trapped in the 70's with all of the rainbows and unicorns. All I ever wanted when I was growing up, was to be a mom. Now that I am a mom. I realize all I ever wanted to be was a mom in the 70s. I am not the soccer … Continue reading All I Ever Wanted Was to be Kitty Forman – The Best 70s Mom Ever
I keep a pair of earplugs readily located in my epi-pen bag. Today was a hard day. It was a hard day, and I didn’t handle it as well as I could have. Today we went to the zoo. He can only handle the zoo in a stroller. He is 7. Without a stroller, he … Continue reading Sensory Processing Disorder Can Also Mean Loud and Rude
I freaked out the boy tonight by announcing we were only going to listen to music now. The TV is making me crazy. It really is. I was a staunch no TV mama until he was 2 and a half. Then he got pneumonia for the first time and there was only so much entertaining … Continue reading I Blame Television