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It’s not a doll baby party until all the doll babies are naked. Baguette’s giggle is the most beautiful sound in the world. When we went to our first appointment with the developmental pediatrician, I realized where they keep all… Read moreThings I’ve Noticed
I’ve always been conflicted about children and performances. Growing up, I performed in piano and ballet recitals, and was in the occasional play. The stage wasn’t my natural habitat, but I never had any real qualms. But when I was… Read morePerformance Anxiety
When Baguette was about six weeks old, she received a giant penguin from one of Mr. Sandwich’s colleagues. Every month, we take her picture with it to show how she’s grown. I think this one says a lot, even without… Read morePenguin Picture Day
Naptime has always been a struggle. She naps well at daycare, but at home, it’s never been easy. We’ve tried to keep to the daycare schedule. We’ve taken her for drives. We’ve tried lying down with her. We’ve put her… Read moreNaptime Is Over
Four years ago today, the most amazing little girl entered our lives. It’s hard to believe that we’re already here: Happy Birthday, Baguette. You astonish and delight us every single day.
“Normal” is open to interpretation. That’s true for every family, but I’ve really come to understand the concept better since Baguette’s autism diagnosis. Actually, I knew it before her diagnosis–but that’s what made it okay for me to say openly… Read moreOur New Normal (For Now)
This morning, when I took Baguette to daycare, she was excited to be there. She opened the door to the classroom without being prompted, and she ran up to a group of girls and started playing with the same toys… Read moreYour Mileage May Vary
California is experiencing a record drought. To those caught in a polar vortex, our balmy winter temperatures may sound like paradise–but they actually indicate a really big problem. Winter is our rainy season, and we just haven’t gotten rain this… Read more“Go Outside Walk in Rain”
I know my house is messy. I’m not a good housekeeper. I never have been, and neither was my mother. I know she would have recognized herself in Claire McCarthy’s Huffington Post piece.* Also, there’s this. I do want my… Read moreWhy My House is Messy
Please keep in mind that if you’re in line at a drugstore that also gives flu shots, and there’s a small child shrieking like a banshee next to you, it’s possible that she’s not actually all that poorly behaved. Maybe… Read moreNote to the World