Calendars: Super Style
We are living in a Web 2.0 world, and I am a Web 2.0 girl. Gone are my gorgeous Ansel Adams calendars. Here to stay? My on-line calendar! I started using googlecalendar earlier this year…
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Heaven is a tricycling adventure
They could barely make it up even half of the slight incline. But boy did they try! They so wanted to be just like their brothers. Tricycling on a tiny campground road. In the middle…
A spikey, speedy little reminder
My children are terrified of bugs. It probably doesn’t help that our home has been continually infested with ants for the last 2 years. They shriek at the sight of a fly. A beetle rumor…
Time Out
1 gorgeous state park + 1 uncooperative child = 1 picturesque time out
I’d like to say that I can explain this
Could it be his new shoe tying skills on overdrive?
Social Stories 101 (examples)
I wrote this story last night. And (not surprisingly) I still got up late today. Grrrrr! A social story is a narrative way to teach someone a social skill or routine. It often is accompanied…
Non-Academic Goals
Disclaimer: This post contains Amazon affiliate links. I’ve learned that when I really want my kids to learn something on my time line, I need to set a goal and intercede. This Speech Pathologist mommy…
Something’s fishy here
This is what you get when you have no money left in your “going out” envelope, but you want to celebrate your kids’ fantastic swimming accomplishments. They BOTH put their heads under water on the…
It’s Not As Bad As It Looks
The Flash has a wee bit of difficulty keeping his precious Pooh Bear in bed with him all night long. And he has been known to regularly occasionally wake up in groggy terror yelling for…
Flashy Friday
Dear Cyber-world, I have absconded with my mother’s super-computer in order to publicize a few complaints. Apparently, my mom’s desire for super powers has no family barriers. She wishes them on me too. She almost…
No children were inebriated in the taking of this picture
So I photoshopped out the word “chips”. Details, details…..
Mow, mow, mow my lawn
When we went searching for our first (and only) home, my husband declared that he wanted a lawn small enough that he could cut it with a weed-wacker. Whatever happened to that criterion? We ended…
Weeding by hand
This post is a reminisce of our gorgeous weather 2 weekends ago . Okay, I’m not saying I like it. But weeding exclusively by “sweat of one’s brow” is possible. I avoid chemicals in the…
