Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Bridget and Lambs and DI...OH MY!

I suppose it was my friend McKenzie who inspired my idea for Bridget's Halloween costume.

We were at a social media conference--enjoying turkey sandwiches and eclairs at the lunchtime break--when we started talking about our kids. Eventually the topic of Bridget's crazy, naturally curly hair came up. (It is always a conversation starter!)

Monday, August 8, 2016

Sometimes There is Wind, and Sometimes it Blows!

I live in a windy city.

Photo by Pit Hermann
Not THE windy city, mind you, with Cubs and hotdogs and architecturally impressive structures... Just A windy city, with constant airflow that either ruffles my hair or sends my small, yellow flower pots flying. Sometimes it's refreshing. Sometimes it's downright annoying.

Friday, June 3, 2016

Letting Go of Perfect

I remember what it was like to attend church as a child.

After a large, congregational meeting, the adults and the children would break into their assigned classes or groups and head to a designated room reserved for further spiritual edification. The classrooms were small and usually smelled of chalk dust. The turf-like carpet was scratchy to the touch and almost always tan in color.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

A House; A Home

A dear friend of mine once said, "I like that whenever you talk about your house you call it your home."

"What do you mean?," I asked.

She replied: "I've noticed that you never call your house 'a house.' You always say 'home.' I think it's sweet."

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

The "Be Good" Bus

Autism looks like many things in my house...

It looks like meltdowns and tantrums and tears. It looks like phone calls from the principal's office and citations from the bus driver. It looks like chocolate-brown eyes and gap-toothed grins. It looks as much like anger and frustration as it does laughter and joy. It looks like setbacks and successes.