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We’ve had a few gems of late. Some require explanation, the first does not: “I wish I could be two Simons, so I could be two places at one time.” Get used to that feeling, buddy! “Oooh, mommy, it’s cold. I need long-sleeve pants.” Ah, six. Old enough to do cool stuff; young enough to […]

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The Soundtrack of My Life

Is quite percussive. Tap, tap, tap, tap. Boom! Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. Thwack! Rattle, rattle, rattle. Clang! The clamor has two sources: drumming and soccer. Between the two, you’d think it was the drumming that was overloading my sensory circuits. Yet it’s not. The drumming is loud, but only happens a couple of times […]

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We have some resolution to Simon’s recent bout of perfectionism and in-school collapse. Last week I wrote his teacher, told him about the anxiety I was seeing at home, and asked if we could stop taking away dollars for falling apart in class and instead offer stickers for holding it together. His immediate response was […]

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Executive Function

Last week I was marveling at how young and idiotic I sounded as a teenager to my grown self. This week I’m marveling at how my son’s idiotic decisions remind me so much of my own at the same age, at how idiocy repeats itself. When my brothers were in their late elementary years, I […]

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TGIM! Or Not.

Between Simon’s soccer game and drum practice on Saturday, picking up a file cabinet from a friend, clearing out my attic in preparation of making it into a play-room, piles of laundry, grocery shopping, and dealing with the annual leaf deluge in our yard (So pretty in full color! Sooooo much work once they all […]

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Legacy of Tears

True story. When I was in second grade, my mom thought I should be tested for our school system’s accelerated academic program. My teacher, Ms. Harmon, did not. She thought I was bright enough, but that I got too upset when I did not understand something perfectly right away. (Like borrowing in subtraction. Thirty-three years […]

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Reading Redux

Nine and a half months ago, Simon began to read. It was so exciting! Short little words to be sure, but the beginning of a fabulous adventure. By February or so, he worked through Hop on Pop. And then… well, and then a whole lotta nothing happened. Unless you count regression. We definitely had some […]

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Great Minds

While enjoying a sleepover at his grandparents’ house Sunday, Simon lost his second tooth. It had been loose for ages, and I had predicted it would go as much as two weeks earlier. Instead, it waited until he was eating a S’more, came out with the tug of tooth on marshmallow, and like the first […]

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Song Wars

A few months ago, Matt introduced Simon to the Rebecca Black song cum Internet viral video sensation “Friday“. I knew about it, but had never actually heard it. Lucky me! It is nails on chalk-board bad. For those blissfully unaware, Rebecca Black is the daughter of wealthy parents who shelled out some serious cash to […]

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My Sweet Pugilist

Simon might be sweet, polite, and gentle by nature, but he’s still a boy. A six-year-old boy, more specifically. And sometimes what a six-year-old boy wants and needs more than anything is a good session of wailing on someone. Poor Uncle Dan bore the brunt of sustained stuffed dolphin assault in Hilton Head this summer. […]

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