Archive - October 2013

I was just waiting for it to happen.  It was only a matter of time.  My son, like most kids his age, was becoming increasingly adept in a “techie” sort of way.  For example, I overheard him one day talking on the phone to his grandparents. I figured he had snagged my cell phone, yet AGAIN, despite my clear “hands off” policy after he managed to enter my passcode enough times to lock me out of the lifeline that is my smart phone.  But when I approached him, he had his Ipod and had downloaded the Textfree service and was…

[Warning:  Before reading this post, please be advised the content below has a certain gross-out factor.  It should probably not be read by anyone who has not cared for small children AND does not find it good playground conversation to discuss the stomach flu.] Over the summer, everyone in our household contracted an intestinal parasite (except my daughter, who in her whole seven years, has barfed exactly two times and must be hanging onto those wonderful colostrum antibodies like a fly to flypaper).  No worries, you can’t get it through cyberspace but you can get it from swimming in a public, chlorinated pool.  And since…

I love coincidences.  And the other day I was wondering what my next blog post should be and it landed right in my lap. I’m still practicing at using Art Linkletter’s wise words from my previous post (see “Thank You, Mr. L”).  I’m finding it’s tough to stick to my new mantra  A)  with the smallish situations (child all squinty in a school picture), and B) when in the throes of a revved up fight-or-flight occasion (like when my son suffered a concussion and I was 30 minutes away).  A recent conundrum lands somewhere in the middle but I thought how funny it…

“Things turn out best for those who make the best of the way things turn out.” ~Art Linkletter My new favorite quote.  It’s more global than that of parenting wisdom but doesn’t it work?  Some days just go wacky where kids are involved and “just going with it” can keep our hair from going gray (or at least not gray as fast….).  So when one of your children vomits on the freshly-shampooed carpet the morning of your first mani-pedi in years, remember Mr. Linkletter’s wisdom.  It has become my mantra, pretty much every day!