Sigh, I knew eventually it would come to this. At one point or another I was going to write about poop. Like they say, it’s a dirty job but somebody has to…..…

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I was a little snotty with the assistant principal at “K’s” parent-teacher conference last night. The middle school was alive with activity parents and students were all over the school meeting with teachers, signing up for after-school activities and having photos taken for what I don’t even know. I don’t know because none of that activity had anything to do with me or my child.



My child is a beautiful 13-year-old girl who wears diapers, speaks in two-word phrases at most and arrives… Continue

One of the sweetest things “K” does is at bedtime. After we’ve given her a shower, put on her p.j.’s, tucked her into bed and, of course, given her a kiss good night, she will pat the bed next to her, smile at whichever one of us is putting her down, and say “here”. She won’t stop until you lay down next to her.



It’s a tight squeeze on her twin bed with her, me, multiple pillows and a large stuffed Blue doll. Usually my head is resting on Blue’s foot and my legs are hanging off the… Continue

My husband was putting “J” down to bed the other night. I had already said good night and hugged and kissed him and was downstairs folding laundry or putting away the dishes or performing some other evening chore, I’m not sure which and I lost track of how long the two of them had been upstairs when my husband called for me on the stairs. “Can you come help me with?” he asked.



Something must be wrong; I could hear the stress in my husband’s voice. I scurried to the stairs and asked,… Continue