It has been a while since I wrote a down post... but the time has finally come. The past few weeks I have noticed a few things in Sam that I find concerning. Then, at Occupational Therapy yesterday, his therapist also mentioned she was concerned about his speech patterns. Add to that three nights … [Read more...] about What… me worry?
Let me start by screaming this from my little soap box... I DID IT! Sam is officially weaned. Yes, after hemming and hawing over this since March of this year, I finally did it. I have had many stops and starts, but this time, I stuck to my guns. Yes, it helped that my guns were a thousand or so … [Read more...] about Of Milk, Poop and Diaper Rashes
Today was the first day of 2nd grade for Irene. Aside from being an exciting time for us all... it also means we are entering into the "two years ago today" season. That's right, somehow, Sam's two year birthday is rapidly approaching. Honestly, I have no idea how that happened. His first … [Read more...] about And so we enter the two year countdown…
My (almost) 7 Year Old Broke Me! That's right. My daughter made me cry. After months and months of her mouth, I finally reached a point where I could not take any more. It's not like there was one big incident that pushed me over the edge. It was just the culmination of everything … [Read more...] about The Therapy Fund | Vol. 12
Last week, I took a week off from blogging and my life and kidnapped my 6.5 year old and took her on a trip to Disneyland. We had been talking about this trip for almost a year. She really wanted to go, and we had promised Rosa (our nanny's daughter and my defacto daughter) that we would take her … [Read more...] about The Therapy Fund | Vol. 11