This is what came in the box. (Also a magazine with more fun ideas and information which isn’t shown.) And this is how it began. Then the dog happened. He was both happy and mad that he had our string wrapped around his ear. Sorry Roscoe, this is not decorative doggy day.
A lot of parents get really freaked out when they find out their kid has some psychological neurological issues. Although I am not thrilled about the tantrums and the inability to modulate his volume, the OCD? It could be worse. 8 Reasons I am glad my son has OCD He brushes his teeth for 3
Last night I came into my bedroom and was immediately informed that “it” was none of my beeswax. I did not know what “it” was, but was pretty sure that “it” wasn’t good. However I am a huge fan of natural consequences and so I walked away. 15 minutes later the boy was screaming
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
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
Insomnia will do funny things to your brain. I know. I’ve had a lot of experience with it. Last night in my insomniatic fugue state I had an imaginary conversation with John Cusack. In my head it all started with a tweet. @JohnCusack did you ever hang out at No Exit over on Glenwood
It’s that time again. Actually. I forgot last week. Sorry. I think I have too many things going on, but not so many that I can’t share with you, by popular demand, and my own delusions of grandeur, or ridiculous narcissism when it comes to my son. The new blog: IsaiahDotCom. Actually he demanded it.
“Oh I get it now, those funny things on the helmets are to protect the skiers…” “What? What are you talking about?” My husband, son and I just left the rec center where we were playing bingo. I’m driving, it’s freezing and my body is wracked with shivers as we make our way towards home.
By popular demand, and my own delusions of grandeur, or ridiculous narcissism when it comes to my son. I created a new blog called IsaiahDotCom. Actually he demanded it. I know you might not have enough time or inclination to read another blog. So every week you will find a recap here. But if you
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