Proof that the neighborhood kitty actually let us pet her once… He rides in his own now, and pops his back foot. Fell asleep reading…just like his daddy. Best way to eat greens…a daily ritual for us now. Home made root chips. Not bad! Not a big fan of hot oil splatter burns, though. 🙁 Child labor. But if Daddy’s doing it, it must...
Me: “Dylan, tell Daddy where we went after nap!” Dylan: “poo poo” Me: “Dylan, which book do you want to read?” Dylan: “poo poo” Whitney: “poo poo” <sigh> The potty talk has begun. I should have seen it coming when a few months ago the ketchup bottle squirted and Dylan started laughing uncontrollably. Is it coincidence that bathroom humor is kicking in shortly after...
Happy July from our little patriot… Apparently, Gramby has been pledging allegiance to the flags on their walks. This little guy has got a memory like a steel trap. True, he has no idea what he is saying except that it goes with our flag, but I’m still proud of him. I hope he keeps this ability as he grows! Whitney tapping into her...
As of Monday, we have dropped Whitney out of summer school. While we had been excited about her continuing progress this summer since her preschool progress was so great, the summer situation the district offered just didn’t make sense for us. Why? Well, first off, the bus wanted to pick her up at 6:30am (for an 8am start time). um. no. None of us...
She graduated!!! …to another year of preschool, that is. She’ll be in the same classroom with the same teaching team with a few of the same classmates next year. One big change is that Dylan will be doing private preschool at the classroom next door (they share the playground) for two mornings each week. We are very happy with how this year went for...
My apologies for the dead air for the past two weeks. A combination of busy calendar and kids testing my limits with yet another round of nap wars (sprinkled with a heap of general consistent defiance) have buried my blog thoughts a few rungs down on the priority list. But I’m going to survive. There’s hope. Lately…. The kids break through our slider onto...
Whitney has so much joy. She delights in the simple things. She loves people and joining in with whatever the fun is. She really enjoys her life. She has her own ideas of what she wants (and is typically stubborn about getting it). I love hearing her laugh. I’m constantly reminded how worthwhile her life is. It’s worthwhile of her delighted experience of it,...
Here’s a little shout out to my desert family. I married and changed my name to match theirs almost 10 years ago, and throughout the years have learned more and more about what it means to be one of the family. I understand better their language of love, the strength of their bond, and have come to appreciate some of the family favorites and...
Hello Friends and Family…we dropped off the grid in the desert for Spring break for a while there. Four 6-hour drives, a 90th birthday party, swimming in 60 degree water, and an egg hunt later we are re-acclimating to our normal life at home. Here’s a little re-cap from our Easter day – which we spent with Tyler’s parents in Phoenix. First time aware...
Lord help us. We have some stubborn kiddos. We are in a stage where they want to do everything by themselves, but can’t quite do it yet…or can’t do it in any reasonable about of time. This is true for everything from getting dressed and buckled in car seats to pulling the wagon and pouring their own milk. Oh that I would be more...
It was March 23, 2010 when they told us our baby would have Down syndrome. I was 4 months pregnant. The news was devastating. It’s very fresh in my mind still, what it felt like. I can go there, my heart wide open. It was a season of mourning – grief for the typical baby I thought I was having, as well as a...
It’s 3/21 – World Down Syndrome Day (in honor of the 3 copies of the 21st chromosome) Perhaps we will celebrate by ordering framed portraits of our family karyotypes. How crazy is this – the other day I stumbled across a biologist/artist who makes custom artwork out of photographs of DNA. I’d be totally interested in seeing what our karyotypes look like. He sends...