Tag: what did he do now?

Is Your Kid a LEGO Feeler?

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

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Mommy Fail Number 235 – Model Car Kit

Mommy Fail Model Car Building With 8 year old

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

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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.

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

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Don’t Mind My Son He’s Just Got OCD

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

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All I Ever Wanted Was to be Kitty Forman – The Best 70s Mom Ever

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

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Sensory Processing Disorder Can Also Mean Loud and Rude

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

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Isaiahisms Vol 2

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.

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It’s Gigantic!

This week, it is my honor to co-host my favorite blog-hop! (Besides mine, shameless plug) When the call went out for new sentences for Finish the Sentence Friday I thought about how much I enjoy the topics that can be turned to the funny side of things. So I offered “Once I saw the biggest…”

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If Isaiah Had a Million Dollars

One of my least favorite games that my sister and I play is “What Would We Do if We Won The Lottery?” We always buy lottery tickets as a team, especially when we are miles away from our home. (We are convinced based on the median income in our specific set of suburbs that the

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