Once again this blog has suffered due to the summer doldrums. I am not a fan of summer, and it seems to sap all that is creative out of me. Thankfully, October begins tomorrow, and this Saturday we’ll have a high of only 68! Super excited! Summer has been busy, and we will continue to […]
Category Archives: special needs
seven year old taco
Last week, in amongst all the Watson-disappearing business, Lydia quietly turned seven years old. Well, I say ‘quietly,’ but there was some singing involved. (Don’t watch if you are completely sick of Frozen) As Lydia has gotten older, the year-to-year changes have become more subtle. There are fewer large milestones like crawling, walking, and talking; […]
sputnik; sixty months in orbit
Time for your yearly belated Samwise report! On Tuesday Sam turned five years old; how crazy is that?! We celebrated the day with three breakfasts, a trip to the Queen Center (McWane Center), a color car wash, and his weekly O.T. appointment. Very much fun was had! Overall, the past year has been good for […]
summer of sam
As far as summers go, Sam has had a decently eventful one, albeit in fits and spurts. Now that we are slowly lumbering into fall (it’s October yet it’s a balmy 84 degrees outside, what gives?) perhaps I can sum everything up to my satisfaction. Last July Sam went through a series of evaluations at […]
sputnik; thirty-six months in orbit
Last weekend, Sam turned three years old. I must admit, this year’s set of birthdays has snuck up on me spectacularly. I’m fairly surprised that I even got a birthday party whipped up for Young Samuel. Lydia’s is still looming . . . Sam has really grown into himself this past year. He continued speech […]
meltdown
My sweet Sam. He can be so loving, so happy, so excited about life. He loves to give hugs and kisses to everyone in the family, including his Bear. He is beginning to speak very well, and will parrot back anything you say to him. Usually, Sam seems like a pretty happy-go-lucky type of boy. […]
sputnik; twenty-four months in orbit
Last Saturday, Sam had his Golden Birthday — he turned two on the 2nd of June. Another year has flown by. Since his birthday fell on a Saturday, we had his party on the same day. Sam is still doing really well with his speech therapy. His teacher has been very pleased with his progress […]
sputnik; eighteen months in orbit
Hey, I hoped y’all enjoyed that little jaunt into the wayback year of 1999. I doubt I’ll have that many posts in one month again for quite some time, if ever. I probably confused the heck out of my server. ________________________________ So yeah, Sam’s 18 months old, so I figured I’d give a status report. […]
*crickets*
There’s some things about motherhood that nobody ever tells you about. Sure, you get the poop stories, the up-all-night stories and the warnings about your own impending memory loss, a.k.a. “mommy brain.” But other traps in The World of Mom you are left to discover on your own. I have recently found out that not […]
no more moon pies
Last week Sam had his checkup with the friendly neighborhood allergist. The doctor got to hear my roaring tale of Our Vacation: Amoxicillin Reaction Blues. I also pointed out this funny little rash Sam had picked up over the past month. It has seemed like dry skin to me, so I have been slathering the […]