This is a selfie I took of myself on the morning of 3/31/17 before heading into an all day workshop sponsored by an organization called SCORE Buffalo, which is affiliated with the Small Business Association: this was the selfie I took before heading into my first meeting with a SCORE mentor on 5/19/17 (thanks to… Continue reading In the Business of Business
Two minutes before this photo, BB’s beautiful smile was downturn, tears streaming down his red face because we wouldn’t let him watch Daniel Tiger before bed; two minutes after he got a time out for hitting Daddy (again) and erupted on the bathroom floor when he was asked to brush his teeth. We also had… Continue reading Another Day
I haven’t been very good at writing anything the last couple weeks. BB’s growing faster every day and we’re struggling to keep up with him; plans have begun for his second birthday party. I still don’t understand how this happened. We FINALLY began renovations on our home and my Negotiations Committee reached a tentative agreement… Continue reading Update
Originally posted on The Gentle Parenting Institute:
We often hear experts telling us to find, and focus, on the why…or the reason for a behavior. But what exactly does that mean? It seems like there’s COUNTLESS reasons for why our child is behaving in certain ways… how on earth are we to know what they…
Husband took our son To go grocery shopping: I am left alone. I look at the house Destroyed by a tornado, A brazen toddler. Elmo on TV Can’t find the fucking remote – Need more coffee NOW. Overcome by shock I vow to do my best but Write this poem instead.
I pulled a white hair out today And now it’s gone, it couldn’t stay Looking close, what did I find? Some observations, they weren’t kind: My moustache darkly growing in A new hair sprouting from my chin Wrinkles sag around my lips When I pretend to make a kiss Against the mirror I scrutinize The… Continue reading The Standard
I opened the bathroom door and stepped out, exhaling loudly. “Bye Dad,” I said and waved again, heading towards the front door. We had already said our goodbyes before I had to go to the bathroom again; unsure if it was something I ate or the new stomach bug that had been making rounds at… Continue reading Winter Of the Ghost