My oldest son has pretty profound dyslexia. I had known he was struggling with reading, of course, but early on, I attributed it to his being a boy, and much more active. than the norm. He had tantrums during reading lessons, but so had one of his older sisters, and I thought he was just Finish reading this post…
Brielle and Finnella looking for books on CD I haven’t blogged for six months! I have lots of good reasons/excuses, depending on how you look at it. But I miss it and I enjoy it and I am doing it for me, so I’m back! It’s hard to let go of expectations–like how blogging has Finish reading this post…
Ten is a first born. Ten loves a schedule, solitude and creativity. Ten writes novels and stories and plays and journals and songs. Ten fills notebooks and loses them. Ten loves to play piano and sing. Ten practices regularly without being reminded. Ten needs lots of reminders when she’s on kitchen zone. Ten loves to Finish reading this post…
Elivette has been spending meals in her chair, instead of someone’s lap. Ok, to be perfectly honest, she has been starting the meal in her chair, and ends up in someone’s lap. She doesn’t like it when she accidentally gets food in her mouth, but she sure has fun smooshing it around. Cadrian has become Finish reading this post…
Four is a new thing for us when it comes to boys. Never had a four year old boy before. Now that I’ve had a Four for five days, I think I’m going to love Four just as much as Three, but probably more. Four still holds my hand, but prefers to run ahead. Four Finish reading this post…
Everyone, Cadrian included, thought it would be hilarious to dress him up in his sister’s clothes and call him Maggie. This lasted, for oh, about five minutes duration after this picture was taken, and then the take down began. Even in pink tights, he is all boy. I’m not sure he got much assistance from Finish reading this post…
The other day I was finally feeling up to doing something more than just keep the chiddlers warm and fed. So I made Cadrian a better sword out of felt and a Peter Pan hat that actually fits (and has a “bwue fevver). The one we had that he was wearing all the time was Finish reading this post…
“Cadrian, I refolded all the clothes in your drawers,” I say to my three year old with a propensity towards changing his clothes seventeen times a day. I take a breath, about to launch into Mama-mode and remind him to keep things tidy and take care of his belongings. My near lecture is interrupted by Finish reading this post…
For a while, we were a tiny bit afraid he would never talk. Trust me. That is not a problem. I love getting pictures of this boy’s brain. He tells me everything. (yes everything) he is thinking. And he’s sensitive too. When I have to get stern with him, he’ll be so crestfallen and sometimes Finish reading this post…
Kid #3 had Birthday #1 in the Farm Fresh Birthdaypalooza.Grandma brought over yummy chocolate cake. The frosting was a huge hit, as was my Farm Fresh Homemade Vanilla.Brielle had all she could do to restrain herself and not open ALL of Cadrian’s presents. She loved this puppy that blew bubbles from Grandma and Grandpa. And Finish reading this post…