I am so freaking tired right now. I had a major deadline to meet this week that caused some serious upheaval in our lives, and I’m deeply regretting committing to hosting a Valentine’s Day event. My kids are super
It’s spring here, and the warmer weather is tentatively tiptoeing into the area. The trees are blooming (hello pollen!) and the flowers are starting to put out tight little buds. Spring is here.
In a chance conversation today I made an observation about our local homeschooling group and how neurodiverse it is. Like Justice Stewart, I can’t always define how or why I know, but I can almost always recognize neurodiversity. Which
I had a different topic in mind for this blog hop. Then, as I fought yet another migraine, I decided to write this instead. Let’s talk about the dark underbelly of being gifted. Your health. I’m not even talking
Lately the Engineer has started a new version of independence that scares the crap out of me. He’s decided that he’s too old to go into the women’s restroom with me, so he darts off into the men’s room alone