How one little drawing changed our whole day.
I don't know about you but I am not a math person. Numbers and I just don't get along all that well. I wish we did. There are definitely a lot of opportunities out there for those who are math-savvy. Math was always my weakest subject in school. I only just recently decided it was … Continue reading Math Night Mayhem…Adding our Family Subtracts the Calm and Multiplies the Chaos
**This post is not intended to offend anyone. Honestly. We are all entitled to our own beliefs; both religious and otherwise and I respect my extremely religious friends as much as I respect my atheist friends. And I am blessed to have both. Nor is it a criticism of our wonderful educators. ---You've got to … Continue reading The Easter Story: Mama, Why is it Called “Good Friday?”
"Mommy, how much do you wuv me?" There is no mistaking the adorably sweet voice and mispronounced L's of my 4 year old son, Mr. C. Seconds ago, he had happily crawled into our bedroom on his hands and knees just I had started to wake up to the welcomed warmth of sunshine on my … Continue reading Hold Your Fire, My Sweet Little Man. Mama Just Isn’t Ready.
It was Family Day weekend and I was working hard to get the kids out the door and over to my parents' house where both of my sisters and my little niece and nephew were visiting. My sister had kindly popped by to help me wrangle the troops. All 3 kids were practically body surfing … Continue reading Not on my Watch: I’ve got 99 Problems but Explaining ‘Squirrel Death’ Ain’t One
It was bedtime in our house. We had just finished family story time in 5 year old Miss M's room. I was across the hall, laying with sleep-resisting, 2 year old, Mr. O while Hubby read one more book to our big kids; Miss M and 4 year old, Mr. C. Mr. O was almost … Continue reading Overcoming Social Obstacles: Shimmering & Shining my Little Girl’s Social Life
I was enjoying 45 seconds alone in the bathroom with the door locked (Ha! I'm getting smarter!) when I heard blood-curdling screams and hysterical cries from the family room. They weren't the cries that indicate a bumped head, a stubbed toe, decapitation or a severed limb... these cries meant something far worse... someone wasn't getting … Continue reading Managing Big Emotions: Learning to Control our Inner “Fire Power” Because in a World of Marios, Somebody’s Got to Be Luigi