Last night Meg announced she was going to sleep through today and wake up Monday morning and see if she felt any better. I told her it was a marvelous idea. Evan on the other hand, told her it couldn’t be done. She narrowed her eyes at him, stuck out her bottom lip, Read More …
Category: Parenting the crabby
A Reminder: This is not our Home
I used to assume disappointments are like excitements. After you receive so many, so often…the impact becomes minimal. But there is no numbing or normalizing qualities about disappointments, at least none I have found. This is the newest image of Meg’s brain. The white part is the cyst, and also now, the fluid that Read More …