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Monthly Archives: April 2016
Hypocritic Oath
About 3 hours ago we had a consultation with Stella’s pediatrician, confirming what we already kind of knew: she has ADHD along with a sprinkling of sensory issues, social problems (largely linked to poor impulse control a la ADHD), and … Continue reading
What’s Undermine Is Mine…
A few weeks ago, Stella came home talking about her friend “Simon” (name withheld to protect the guilty). She and Simon played together at recess. They would occasionally suffer bumps and bruises from rough-housing on the slide. No biggie. She’s … Continue reading
Learn Baby Learn
I’m lucky in that public speaking is not something that’s ever really bothered me much. Yes, I know some polls claim that people fear it more than death. Really? People would rather die than stand up and say some words? … Continue reading
Symphony For the Devil
One thing I’m sort of proud about is trying to do different things with my kids. I don’t want every week/weekend to be watching the same TV shows, playing at the same playground, or eating the same foods, whether that … Continue reading
Posted in life, Parenting
Tagged Beethoven, culture, Donut, Game of Thrones, Olive Garden, Pixar, symphony
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Hero Dark Thirty
As a scientific-type person, I base most of my assumptions and decisions on things that I can observe, with a slight sprinkling of “gut” and intuition. Often the answers to things that vex you are right in front of you … Continue reading
Mix and Stones May Break My Bones
At risk of continuing my recent trend of bitching and complaining, I thought I’d share a few random and ADHD-style thoughts: This is one of those perfect times of year around here – where the weather has been as close … Continue reading
Posted in life, Parenting
Tagged Beethoven, Game of Thrones, random, stupid inventions, Wintergatan
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Dawn of the Dread
Yesterday both of my children behaved horribly. It was one of those days that make you question your parenting ability. Maybe I’m not cut out for this merde?Stella has been having an off-week. Sometimes that just happens. It makes me … Continue reading
Skid Vicious
Last night I had some wine. I know. You’re shocked. In my defense I’m having a soul-crushing time at work these days. I actually do enjoy what I do. But lately the people who are supposed to be there to … Continue reading
Detritus Andronicus
As I made my son’s bed this morning, the following things fell out: a beer pull-tab, a Q-tip, a Chuck E Cheese token, 4 round bristle blocks stuck together into a large cylinder, a purple plastic gear, and a wooden … Continue reading