It was a surprisingly cool night.  Thankfully we brought jackets despite our doubts that it would ever get very cold.  The announcer was talking away, filling the ever cooler air with noise as we waited. D was ready.  He had his ear muffs on, his sweatshirt on and a full tummy of food.  His attention was focused completely on the arena in front of us.  Not much...

There couldn’t have been a better day for a school carnival.  The temperature hung at about 85 degrees while kids ran, clad in shorts and sandals, across the lawn. There were multiple jumpy houses, a rock wall, a blow up mechanical bull ride, a human sized hamster wheel, games, a photo booth, a miniature train that gave rides around the school, a reptile...

I had arrived home after a very long, very frustrating commute.  After a full day of working and an hour and 45 minutes on the road (one hour longer than the regularly scheduled commute), I was beat and hungry.  I pulled out the left-overs from the fridge while my oldest continued his behavioral therapy.  Microwaved and steaming, the half of a burrito I...

Maybe I’m just negative but probably I just know my children too well.  When things go too smoothly I wonder, when is this going to unravel? Yesterday morning both boys woke up at reasonable times.  They both got dressed without argument, sat down for breakfast without a complaint.  They got their teeth brushed and put their shoes on.  I even, (gasp of...

Some weekends are longer than others.  The weekends where my husband works the entire weekend, including nights, are always the longest.  This weekend should have been one of those weekends except we were too busy to notice time flying by. On Saturday I did the morning chores and got the boys ready so that I could go to they gym.  I geared up.  Water-bottle,...

It was a beautiful afternoon and D’s behavior therapist suggested we take a break from the regular routine.  She wanted to make more positive inroads with D, since the last few sessions had ended disastrously. What better place to go and have fun than the park.  We live about a quarter mile from a great one so we decided to walk. D’s behavior therapist...

I walk into the bathroom and step squarely on a rolling car.  The silent curse rolls around my head and disappears as the pain subsides in my foot.  The silhouette of a ducky bath toy and the glimmer of water from last night’s bath are visible on the edge of the bathtub.  I flick the light switch on and notice that the sink is full of monster trucks....