• Everyday

    And then there was one.

    This morning I got up to find a full dishwasher and full sink, because I’m one of the few that know how to use the dishwasher and… one lone salad fork on the counter. I told Hubby that I’m not…

  • Everyday,  Trauma Parenting

    The pleasure was all mine.

    I’m pleased to report that dinner out was mostly a drama free event. Battles for attention, causing the occasional, “Hey so and so, dial it down a notch,” happened, but no legitimate meltdowns. We saved those for the day after. …

  • Everyday,  Trauma Parenting

    Update

    So if you’ve been following along, I have several updates. First, only two salad forks remain. They seem to be holding their own in the drawer as they’ve managed to stick around all week. Good news for the forks, and…

  • Everyday

    Who pee’d in his Cheerios?

    In todays edition of crap I can’t make up.  4:30am. Hubby locks himself out of the closet.  6:30am. I drive to Port Huron High School.  9:30am. I drive to L’Anse Creuse High School.  10:00am. Client at work.  I survive all…

  • Everyday,  Trauma Parenting

    My dog is Houdini

    No one barfed on anyone last night, I didn’t run across any vapes hidden in the house in the last 24 hours, and it’s finally Friday! I’ll call that a win. (The bar is low here.) We had an emergency…