It’s hard for our little family to feel like we’re all on the same page sometimes. Especially when it comes to activities that involve the boys; Andrew just isn’t physically equipped to keep up with or even try all of the activities that interest Ian. His severely delayed fine and gross motor skills make it difficult…
And then he *sniff* walked away….
Okay fine. I’ll admit it. Maybe there might be a slight possibility that I was kinda sorta overly sensitive But there was a time when you would run into my arms in a crowd and cling to me until I had to pry you off and promise to douse you with sloppy kisses as…
This Has Been a Test
This has been a test of the Overwhelmed Blogger System. This was only a test. Had this been a real Blogging Emergency- instead of a two-week writing dry spell accompanied by hormonal fluctuations that make Menopause look like Ghandi- an alert would be sent out via email, text, Skype, Twitter and Facebook. We now return…
Jesus, that could have been Andrew
Did you hear about what happened to us this weekend? It was one of the scariest five minutes of our lives. A reminder that things can change in a split second. A reminder that we had gotten too comfortable, too complacent, too confident. Thankfully, THANKFULLY, it ended happily. And then yesterday, 48 hours after our…
Good Morning!
Good Morning Everyone! This is Andrew, Jo’s nine year old son. I just wanted to stop by and let you know how she’s doing today. She’s tired. Super tired. I woke her up at 2 this morning and refused to go back to sleep. She tried everything! She sang to me, rubbed my back, gave…