This morning, just like every weekday morning, I had to get the kids up, dressed, fed, and ready for school.Instead, I drove like a bat out of hell to my nearest gas station and bought three copies of The Orange County Register. What? That’s all they had left.I screeched into the driveway, jumped out of…
The (Not So) Soothing Sounds of the Rainforest
So, a good friend’s mom was purging some old cd’s and I got first pick the other day.I was mostly looking for music that would appeal to Andrew; that would soothe, stimulate, and engage him at home or in the car. There was a wide variety to choose from; classical, soft rock, even some compilations…
Apparently She’s Just Inconvenient
Seems like some folks in Edgewater, Florida need a lesson in acceptance. According to this article, there is a six year old little girl whose presence at school is no longer desired by some of her classmates’ parents. Is it because she’s violent? Nope. Is it because she brings drugs to school? Nope. Is it…
CNN Does Not Stand For Children’s News Network
“Mom?” “Yes sweetheart?” “When is the ring of fire coming?” “Excuse me?” “You know, the ring of fire that’s going to come and burn everything down and make the earth explode into a million pieces and turn people into ash and then the poison will come down from the sky and whoever is still alive…
Spelling Can Be Hazardous to Your Health
Every Monday Ian’s teacher (who is a dear friend and who I absolutely adore) emails the parents the spelling words the kids must practice that week. I don’t make a huge fuss about it, partly because Ian is brilliant and really doesn’t need the practice, but mostly because I’m too damn lazy and don’t wanna. …
And Then She Made Me Face the Truth, (That B***).
I bring him with me, stuffed up and home from school, instead of cancelling, because the last time I had to call last minute, I was charged $150.00 (turns out I had signed some sort of contract about that. Darn that fine 14 pt. New Romans print) I take off his shoes, knowing he will…
When "OMG,That Sucks" Doesn’t Even Begin to Cover It
I’ve been keeping things pretty light-hearted around here lately. Sure, once in a while I make you suffer through a bout of poetry that probably only makes sense to me, or I touch upon our struggles of raising a special needs child, or I vent about random crap that needs to be vented about so that…