Confession: I would rather ask questions than try to offer answers. After I wrote about Regan, I heard from a surprising number of you who said you had sons with similar issues. I welcome the wisdom you shared with me. You also asked me what I knew; what I’d learned about SPD; what worked. I […]
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A whole! carrot A slice of cheese, and miniature cookie cutters to play with it Half an apple, the hole filled with peanut butter and porcupined with pretzel sticks A snack mix: peanuts, craisins, dry cereal, and one sweet What would you add to the list?
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Confession: I *hate* waking up in the morning. Another confession: For years I have been relying on my husband to wake me. He does a smash-up job, but finds it uphill work. Some time ago he told me of a Sleep Rhythm alarm clock, which monitors you through the night via wristband, and wakes you
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A sleepy Saturday afternoon Regan is running a fever and feeling sick, but his morning Tylenol seemed to help He lies sleeping on the couch I sit in the living room, typing about taking things for granted He wakes to ask for a drink, and I bring it to him gladly He is tired, but
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Confession: There are too many things in life I take for granted. Today I’m so thankful for water… the only way to stay sane in soul-withering humidity. Cool showers two or three times a day. Cold drinks. A big lake 45 min away, and a stream to splash in here. Ice. Thank you, Jesus!
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“One should tell it like it is. Roses are red and violets are really violet.” This was the only really good line in a book I just read—Christian fiction that didn’t make it onto my Current Reading list. I prefer to let it rest in anonymity, because Confession: I really, really dislike today’s mainstream Christian
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Confession: Ryan and I kinda like despair.com. You would think that I, of all people, would not find despair funny, but this version often is. The best kind of pessimist is one who’s an optimist at heart. (I’m actually pretty happy with life, and everything’s going to be okay in the end, which is why
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Confession: I had in mind a lovely how-to about Ripening Bananas in One Hour or Less. And then my process flopped. This is supposed to work. An unidentified website told me so. Put green bananas (peel still on) in a row on a cookie sheet. Set your oven to its lowest temperature, likely 170°. Place cookie
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Please welcome the two newest arrivals to the Zook homestead. Woo-hoo! Our new bunny, Mr. Cinnamon– …gift of Whitney, Guy, Chrissy, Jake, and especially Darien. Thank you, guys! and… Little Sal, our week-old baby goat. We bought her for $25 from a local farm. When Sal is full-grown and freshens, she should produce at
(a.k.a. Thoughts while En Route to Reading, PA) This is me, playing. I told you I loved The Door, by E. B. White. Isn’t it great how nonsense is deceptively similar to brilliance? ***** The cause, she said, is never less than half of the intended effect, and the trick is not to lose your