Sunday Thought: May 20, 2012

“If I don’t stop moving, I WILL stop moving.” (it was one of THOSE weekends…non-stop. SO now, off to bed. Only to start all over again. New posts tomorrow. I’m done.)  

Dentistry: Who Knew?

Strength in Numbers So, recently, I had to switch dentists. Well, I guess I really didn’t have to, but my long-time dentist (and cousin!) had merged practices with another long-established dental group in Utica. I was looking for a special needs dentist for Theodore anyway, and thought this would be a good time to visit … Continue reading →

Dear Brittany

An Open Letter to Brittany, I am so grateful to have someone like you in my community. I wanted to thank you for addressing your class. Your thoughts on disability, your presentation, was forwarded to me by my former Early Intervention case worker. I hope you don’t mind my reading it. First, let me say, that … Continue reading →

Mother’s Day

Toughest Job You’ll Ever Love Did I get pampered? Um, nope. But I did receive the best gift my kids and husband could give me: time alone! I got in a run. I went shopping (although I did have to go to the grocery store). I did this ALONE! Ah, bliss. THank you Danny Wegman … Continue reading →

New Goal

Pound the Pavement This morning on Facebook I ❤ to Run posted the following status update: “Think running is awesome? Try writing names/words.situations on the sole of your shoes before a long run. I pound leukemia into the pavement at least once a week!! Angela Grace Morris” Brilliant! Why haven’t I thought of that? So … Continue reading →

Sunday Thought — 5/6/2012

The quickest way for a parent to get a child’s attention is to sit down and look comfortable.  ~Lane Olinghouse

Walk on the Wild Side

One for the Record Books The girls were only up for an hour and both had to have several time outs. Theo had been up since 6:15 a.m., ate everything in sight, and just wasn’t happy. And it was only 8 a.m.?!! Talk about a stressed out morning. So, what do we do when we … Continue reading →

Dinner-time Drama

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner Dinner in our household is best described as melt-down prone AND the start of the witching hour for us. Most nights you have to be ready to sit next to Cranky and The Boss, or Grumpy and I-will-only-eat-anything-you-haven’t-made, or Whiner and the Crier. Now Theodore, for some reason, has got … Continue reading →