Archive - 2011

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Random Personal Epiphanies Of 2011
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Hoarders – Backpack Edition
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Dove Spa – If My Skin Could Talk
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Let Them Eat Cake—Her Very First Party
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Holiday Concert: Tears and Toots
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See You Next Tooth-Day
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Walk On Walk Star—Celebrating Her First Steps
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Invited—When Your Child With Special Needs Gets A Birthday Invitation
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Class Photos
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Leapfrog Fun

Random Personal Epiphanies Of 2011

* Some days I’m way more talk than walk. * When will I actually learn that I need more sleep? * We care about what others think about us, even if we say we don’t. * Thinking about doing something kind for someone isn’t that same as actually doing it. * Low rise jeans are drafty and uncomfortable. * I worry more than the average person. * I don’t drink enough water. * I’m sick of the Jones’ and no longer care what they have (that’s what I’m telling myself anyway). * Family is everything. * I have a very real addiction to carbohydrates. * I am a loser. Literally – I physically lose at least two items per week. * If I can spare $10 for a bottle of wine, I can buy surely buy “expensive” vitamins. * Children hear every word you say…even if you think they’re not listening. * I’m the most disorganized organized person on earth. * I cry more when I’m happy than I do when I’m sad. * I can fluctuate significantly between insecure and wildly over-confident in the same day. * I spend too much time fussing with my hair. I should save[…]

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Hoarders – Backpack Edition

A bill to be paid, a roll of tape, marbles, the dog’s food dish, a stick of lip balm, a brick of cheese—pretty much anything small enough to be stowed in a little girl’s pink backpack may go missing around here at any time. Seems we have a backpack pack rat. My girl enjoys squirreling away all kinds of things in her backpack and collecting items as she goes about her day. At bedtime we enjoy a hilarious daily round of, “What’s In Avery’s Backpack?” The game is simple—unload the bag and laugh uproariously at the contents of the day. Here’s what she collected yesterday: sharp scissors (excellent parental supervision) my bracelet small jewelery box the home phone one pencil, one brown pencil crayon school binder gold ribbon tiara one candy cane pedometer one Franklin window decal her brother’s friend’s phone number on a sticky not tube of 18 hour Cracked Heel Cream two pairs of 3D glasses stuffed dog toy assorted loose change and three marbles foil “Happy Birthday” sign one deflated whoopie cushion  binoculars                                                    […]

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Dove Spa – If My Skin Could Talk

  You said it Sophia! Beauty is indeed skin deep. However, if your exterior happens to look good too, so be it.   I haven’t been taking the best care of my interior or exterior lately. My recent attempt at a “My Movember Make-Over” was a flop. I’m not making excuses but…*insert a myriad of trumped up excuses here.*   So now it’s “Do-Over December.” I’ve been adhering to a strict-ish 10:30 PM bedtime policy. I’ve also been drinking more water. And egg nog. But mostly, water.      I figure these two endeavors alone must be whipping my insides back into shape, somewhat? But what about my outsides?  My skin is dull and crying out for attention.  I could buff out a rusted Chevy with my elbows and don’t get me started on my feet. I have heels of toast.   Taking care of yourself is neither frivolous nor selfish. We all know a happy mom equals a happy home. If we’re energized, the household buzzes right along with us.    Dove Spa’s philosophy is…   Make women feel more beautiful every day by inspiring them to take great care of themselves.    That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout.  […]

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Let Them Eat Cake—Her Very First Party

The girl who had never been to a birthday party can finally say, “I partied.” She’s been talking about going to her friend’s birthday party since the day she opened the invitation. Which was a very good day by the way.    She excitedly joined right in with the other girls. With a *teeny* bit of mummy’s help, she made jewelry with her friends—a tiara fit for a princess.      A jewelry box, coloured orange, dotted with gems     And a bracelet which she refuses to take off.       Curious about the Princess cake, before I could stop it, she stuck a tiny finger in the icing.      The picky eater who eats like a bird, happily sat (in one spot!) and ate a whole slice of pizza and beamed.     Then out came the cake. And where there is cake, there are bound to be candles. This kid loves the flicker of a flame.      Not like Drew. Birthday candles come with the promise of good times.     As the birthday girl got ready to make a wish, Avery inched closer…     …and closer     ….until she had positioned herself[…]

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Holiday Concert: Tears and Toots

  At Avery’s holiday concert, as I sat surrounded by beaming faces, the parental pride was palpable. The children marched in, class by class and took their place on stage. Avery stood near the back, so I couldn’t see her but I cried anyway. It’s the music. Gets us every time. After the last song, Avery’s Ed Assistant lifted her up so her head was above the rows of other Kindie heads. Avery’s eyes met mine and she shouted, “Hi Mummeeeeeeee!” as loud as she could, waving frantically.   Later that night as we lay in her bed reviewing the day, she asked, “See me Mummy? My show. See me?”Yes I saw you. You were amazing. A star, in fact.   The next day, Avery and I attended her big brother’s concert. Cloaked in a forest green bed sheet, he played the role of one of the Three Wise Men. I may be biased, but I’m pretty sure he was the wisest of the lot.  Then during a quiet moment in the play, a very loud toot broke the silence. No, not a horn or flute from the play. I’m talking about a big ol’ fart.    Others only heard it,[…]

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See You Next Tooth-Day

What is with my family’s inability to keep their teeth in their heads??? I knocked out a front tooth when I was four. The adult tooth eventually came in, but slowly over the years it turned brown, then black. I eventually had to have it replaced with a crown (or live life as a pirate). When my son was a toddler, he followed in my footsteps and knocked out a front tooth. Two actually. Turns out the two teeth were attached at the root. Show-off. The adult tooth came in and though it’s not brown, it came in so high his eye tooth is practically IN his eye. In keeping with our family tradition, my sweet girl fell face first into an ottoman—which is soft except for the 1x1mm metal stud she zeroed in on. Fortunately she didn’t lose a tooth, but it was wiggly. I took her to the dentist the next morning. We’d been to this office a few times before and didn’t care for the dentist or her staff. Sorry. For a pediatric dental clinic they were not great with kids. Especially kids with special needs. The minute we pulled into the parking lot my daughter began[…]

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Walk On Walk Star—Celebrating Her First Steps

  I spend a lot of energy focusing on moving forward, but when I take a moment to look back, I’m amazed at how far we’ve come. Moreover, how far SHE has come.    She wore legs braces to help align her ankles, knees and hips. She worked hard at physio every week. She practiced standing and balancing and taking a step or two holding one of our hands.    Then she took a few steps on her own. It was hard work and it took years and a lot of effort.    And then one day she just did it. Inspired to get up and chase after her new dog, she walked on her own. She fell a few times, but got up and tried again until she got just walked across the room all on her own.  I still get choked up when I watch the video of that magical moment. Walk on, walk star. We’re proud of every step you take.               Click to watch this Walk Star’s First Steps  

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Invited—When Your Child With Special Needs Gets A Birthday Invitation

It happened. Finally, joyfully, my five year old atypical child received her first ever invitation to a typical peer’s birthday party. She tore open the envelope and exclaimed wide eyed, “I party!” “I so happy,” she said while I cried big, sobby tears. “Mummy sad?” she asked, looking concerned. No my sweet girl. I’m not sad. I’m thrilled for you. You deserve so much—fun and parties and all the great things that come with having friends who love you, for you. I want to tell this *mother, the one who sent the invitation, how much this means. I’m sure she has no idea. Avery has carried the invitation around with her all morning and won’t put it down. And now she wants to go out, like right now, and buy her friend a “bir-day pwsent.” The happiness on this child’s face and the excitement pulsing through her body reminds me, because sometimes I forget, that life is truly a celebration.  Party on big girl. *I sent the mom an email to explain how much this invitation meant to us and to sincerely thank her. I also hugged her (hard and possibly a tiny bit too long) at the party.   […]

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Class Photos

A picture may be worth a thousand words, but the words may not always speak the truth.   Case in point, my kids’ class pictures.   My son’s photo depicts him as a social butterfly surrounded by hordes of adoring fans, the consummate centre of attention. In reality, he’s a quiet guy who keeps a small handful of friends close.   My daughter’s picture (below) on the other hand, tells the tale of a child on the perimeter of acceptance. She is the blondie at the end on the first row. A solitary loner at the end of the bench.   In this picture, my daughter may be set apart from her peers, but unlike her brother, she is a social butterfly. She is fully integrated in her classroom. There is no judgement among her peers and she is accepted for who she is.   At first glance, this photo could be unsettling for a family unaware of their child’s scholastic journey.  And not just because of the creepy masks I Photoshopped on my daughter’s classmates due to privacy issues.  Avery adores her teacher, her wonderful EAs and her loving classmates. She is made to feel like a valuable member[…]

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Leapfrog Fun

Working at home requires a delicate balance of hands-on parenting and skillful neglect. My number one job is to nurture my off-spring. However sometimes mama has a deadline so I’m always on the look out for the game or book or activity that will buy me a few moments of peace, sans mom-guilt. You know, the guilt attached to plunking your child in front of the Boob Tube in order to respond to a few emails. My son will happily play Brain Buster games on my iphone while I grocery shop or run errands. I thought maybe this could work for my daughter. I Googled “Best educational games for toddlers” and downloaded a few apps that looked developmentaly appropriate and engaging. This was genius. Avery could practice cognitive skills, while I worked. This brilliant plan went belly up in about five minutes. I didn’t factor in the fine motor skills required to manipulate the buttons on my iphone. Drat. Then I heard about the Leap Pad. Same idea – kid friendly brain boosting games, but designed for little fingers. I promptly put this on our Christmas wishlist. In the mean time, after hearing my plight, Leapfrog sent me two popular[…]

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