When Stevie started Occupational Therapy about 8 months ago, he would have nothing to do with it. Well, actually, all of his therapies have started out that way. But OT was one of the worst. The longest resistance. His therapist would come to our house and work with what we had, to try and improve…
Most of you know that Stevie and I keep a pretty packed schedule. Between 8 therapy sessions a week and preschool and errands and naps and whatever else comes our way, we don’t have a ton of free time. And I never thought I was the type of person who relied on schedules and plans.…
With Stevie’s arms growing longer by the minute, I sometimes get worried that once I’m done curling or straightening my hair, he’s going to get a hold of the iron while I leave it sitting on the counter to cool. I had to find something that I could store my hot iron in, and still be able…
Uh, this weekend kind of sucked. Like a lot. To be fair, Stevie has been sick for weeks, so that could be why he is really extra grouchy. And you know how difficult he is to entertain. So when you are trapped indoors with a grumpy, un-entertainable 2 year-old while daddy has to work all…
Oh Stevie. What a boy! He started preschool about 5 weeks ago, and – besides the endless amount of colds he has caught along with a wicked ear infection – it’s going really well. When I drop him off in the morning, he stands and the gate and shouts “BYE!” Hasn’t shed a tear. It…
Last year I wrote a post called 25 Ways To Know You’re Such a Mom. It’s a list that can constantly evolve, but still holds true. Sometimes it’s unbelievable how much life has changed or what you’ve had to give up after becoming a mom. But it certainly has it’s perks too. Hearing “Mama” for the first…
7am: Wakeup! 8:30am: Leave the House 9am: Arrive for school 10am: Handwashing Time 10:10am: Snack 10:30am: Outdoor Play 11:15am: Circle Time 11:45am: Lunch (FINALLY!) 12pm: Free Time 12:30pm: Outdoor play/Go home! I think it’s safe to say his first day was a success overall. About 10 minutes after we arrived, he told me “all done”…
The hair. The mane. The moptop. The scrappy ‘do. The coiff. The fluff. The rats nest. The tangles. The curls. It had many names. And it’s all gone! {In case you missed his debut on Instagr.am, this is the pic I posted} And here are pictures from the SuperCuts: I swear I brushed it. And…
What kid doesn’t love a blanket fort?! Well… mine will have to warm up to the idea. But I am sure eventually he’ll learn to love it! I coaxed him into our little hideaway by putting his fire truck in there. He left immediately. I pulled him back in and giggled at his electric hair. Then…
It is not often I do 2 blog posts in one day, but I’m pretty amped about this one. My apologies in advance for my “excited voice” (again). But this moment was so worth it! I know it seems like a simple enough task. Stevie needs to pull two items apart. What you don’t know…