For The “Extra Needs” Parents

o all the parents out there of kids with extra needs:   You might be feeling defeated today.   The exhaustion and anxiety have set in. You feel like Sisyphus with his rock. You got so far with getting your child what he or she needs and deserves, and then something went wrong.  It could have been any number of things; A meltdown. A bad … Continue reading For The “Extra Needs” Parents

Five Ways My Kids Are Going To Get Me Killed in the Zombie Apocalypse

In the post-apocalyptic world, children are a death sentence. “Wait”, you say shaking your head in confusion, “won’t children become even more important after the apocalypse?  Won’t we need them to propagate the species?”. Nice thought, but the truth is just the reverse.  Look at the average behavior of any child under the age of six and it won’t take long for you to figure … Continue reading Five Ways My Kids Are Going To Get Me Killed in the Zombie Apocalypse

Keep Staring

I see them when we’re out and about.  Those people who can’t help but stare at my boy. It starts almost the moment they become aware of him.  He’s easy to notice.  It doesn’t matter if he’s happy, excited, scared, or upset.  They can’t help but notice him.  If he’s happy or excited, they’ll see him hopping up or down, waving his arms, flapping his fingers.  It’s … Continue reading Keep Staring

Bend It Like Roundbottom

Fun fact:  soccer games for the 3 to 6-year-old league are a lot closer to rugby than European football.  It’s  a swirling mass of little bodies in a desperate contest to take the ball from everyone in the throng, whether they be on the same team or not. Except for my kid.  He’s usually on the other side of the field, trying to chat it up with any females who happen to … Continue reading Bend It Like Roundbottom

“Daddying” with Depression

The hardest thing to do when you’re suffering from depression is get out of bed. You lay there, maybe having slept, maybe not due to all the thoughts running a hundred miles per hour in your head, and feel as if each of your limbs weighs more than your entire body.  The thought of facing another day isn’t just torture, it seems absolutely pointless. That’s when you feel … Continue reading “Daddying” with Depression