Today is my mother-in-law’s birthday. I won’t say how old she is because although she doesn’t know about this blog I’m sure that if I tell anyone who passes through her age karma will come back to bite me in the nose. And I don’t know about you, but I have quite enough karma going [...]
While playing outside in the yard Roegen fell down in front of Jojo and she seized the opportunity lick him.
Roegen: Help me Daddy, Jojo eat my hair. Jojo eat my hair.
Scott: You’re fine. She’s just playing.
Roegen: No! Jojo eat my hair. Naughty Jojo!
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In my opinion the biggest challenge in dealing with a child with high-functioning autism is socialization. I worry a lot about how Breydon interacts with his peers and whether or not they will accept him, his fixations, and his quirky mannerisms. So far things have gone well – according to his teacher his [...]
What does a sick husband, a vomiting toddler, snowy/icy mountain interstate, and playing dodgeball with a porcupine l have in common? None of those items are things a sane woman wants to deal with. Of course, as we know I’m insane so the first three items are things I’ve been coping with recently.
We left home [...]
“Breydon, it’s so funny. Come quick! Roegen flushed the toilet and water went everywhere!”
“Jude was on the potty so I went in the bathtub.”
“No Mommy, MY poop!”
“Jude gave Roegen a shower with a bag of flour.”
Music is an integral part of our household. Scott and I had differing tastes when we met, but we’ve been able to bridge the gaps and find quite a bit of common ground. Don’t get me wrong, we still have our differences: I’ll never be a Jimi Hendrix fan and Joshua Kadison leaves [...]
For Scott and I, one of the strengths in our marriage has been the ability to communicate with each other. I think it started back before we ever started dating, when we would have long telephone conversations with each other (and even agreed that we could never date because our friendship was so special). [...]
Breydon has a loose tooth. It’s his first, and he’s so excited about it that he can’t hardly stand it. He noticed it was loose on Christmas Eve, and now every morning he asks me to check and see if it is ready to come out. Every morning I’m glad to be able [...]
There is one gift that Santa forgot. You see, Jude really wants a sister. He brings this up at LEAST once a week.
Jude: Mommy, I want you to get me a baby sister.
Mommy: We don’t always get what we want.
Jude: I wanted one for Christmas but Santa forgot her.
Mommy: You got a lot of really [...]
Jude was overjoyed by the news that I was pregnant. He spent months telling everyone he could, even strangers in the grocery store, first that he was going to have a baby brother, and then that his baby brother had arrived. In the early weeks after the baby’s arrival he spent hours planning all the [...]
