Each morning before my husband leaves for work, he asks our son the same question… “What are we going to do today?” “Good work and be nice to people!” Sam repeats with pride. Occasionally, “and listen to mama” gets added on for good measure. Do good work and be nice to people. It’s simple, straightforward, yet a message need not be complex to be profound, right? … Continue reading do good work and be nice to people
In the days and weeks after Maggie’s regression, as the words “autism” and “on the spectrum” became part of our every day vocabulary, I spent a lot of time reworking my expectations. I expected our priorities would need to shift. I expected to worry for Maggie in all sorts of new ways. I expected that we would get our heads wrapped around it all and … Continue reading what about brother?
Whenever we sit down to a meal, Sam asks us this question, word-for-word, same cadence and inflection, without fail. “How was your day, can you tell me about it?” I love that this interest in others is being cultivated by his wonderful teachers at school… and hopefully substantially reinforced at home. At breakfast, when it seems that “nothing” has yet been accomplished, one is not … Continue reading how was your day, can you tell me about it?
I would say I’m neither the least nor the most open person on social media. I share snippets of our days on a regular basis, though I think I try to focus mostly on the positive. Nobody needs to see a video of my four-year-old throwing his tenth tantrum of the day, right? It’s not about keeping up appearances, it’s about putting out into the … Continue reading a place to start
On Saturday I’d made a list of things I wanted to write about this week. I had expected to share with you all the details of Sam’s 1st Birthday party… the recipe for the cake I made him, his outfit, the decor… but none of those details seem important enough to write about anymore. The morning after Sam’s party we woke to the news that … Continue reading grief is not a four letter word and so much else is noise
Universal truths… The sky is blue. The grass is green (unless you live in Phoenix, where it’s usually brown). Money doesn’t grow on trees. Practice makes perfect. And things that make babies cute, make adults… not so cute. Chubby cheeks. Chubby thighs. Missing teeth. Wearing footy pjs. Blowing spit bubbles. Being milk-drunk. Wearing a diaper. Sucking on your toes. Having an extremely huge head. Falling … Continue reading babies and adults are not equally cute