So just to solidly make the case that I’m absolutely off my rocker, I’m sharing the following. Actually, let me back up. Over the last couple of days, I posted some pictures of the cupcakes I helped make for a school fundraiser, and people have made some lovely comments about my decorating abilities. The thing…
More tales from the autism front. Today’s questions come from the mother of “Tara,” a 3-and-a-half year old who was just diagnosed. Keep in mind that I’ve never met these people, so I’m basically just relaying what we did in these same situations. Our son, Newt, was diagnosed with high-functioning autism at the same age and…
I was in Target today, just cruising because I’d hit one of those dead-time points in the day when you can’t go home but it’s too early to pick up the kids, and I found myself in the toy section (for reasons I myself still can’t understand). Anyway, I was checking out the Monster High…
The kids turned in their science fair projects last week. Neither of them made it to “the big show,” but that wasn’t a huge surprise. They’ve historically driven me nuts by procrastinating for two months, deciding last minute that they want to do a “great job,” and then getting angry because they didn’t get chosen. I…
We’re catching up with “young” Eric again this week. Hopefully he wasn’t permanently scarred by his experience in Thailand. If you really want to get all the down and dirty details, you should start at the beginning. But here’s a bit of what’s happened so far: Peter is married with children. What his wife doesn’t know is…
Ever since that study came out about Facebook making people depressed, I’ve read many a blog and Facebook post professing the need to “get real” about our lives. In the most recent article, “We Need to Quit Telling Lies on Facebook” on Kveller.com, Sarah Emily Tuttle-Singer writes about her “real” Saturday with the kids, not the cleaned-up, Instagram-filtered…
I can’t believe I’m writing another post about that stupid Onion tweet… First of all, let me just clarify that in no way do I condone someone calling a 9-year-old the c-word. A little kid shouldn’t be anywhere in the vicinity of the c-word. Hell, I don’t even like being in the vicinity of the…
So last week, I wrote about what my son, Newt, was like as a young child and what led us to get him tested for autism. This week, I’ll give you the not-so-brief rundown of what we ended up doing for school and what we didn’t do for therapy. On the day he was diagnosed…
I’m so psyched (I know, I sound like a teenager from 1985, but I am indeed psyched) to be introducing you to Lindy. She’s a mom from my neck of the woods, only she’s one of the cool kids who gets to live in Tahoe (there I go with the high school thing again). Apparently…
So come on in. I made some Arnold Palmers. And a nice jello salad...
