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So as I’ve discussed, Baguette has been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. We’ve been trying to navigate the process of working with the local school district, insurance, and a psychological agency to get her the services that she needs. This… Read moreDon’t Panic, It’s Just Autism
You know that thing? The one where the people you love make your eyes roll extra hard? Yesterday afternoon, my father-in-law calls to ask if we want to join them for dinner. “It’s too hot to eat here,” he says,… Read moreFine Dining at Bargain Prices
Mr. Sandwich wrote this on Monday, and we both wanted to share it here. Last week we got the news we had been both expecting and dreading. Baguette was formally diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. This was not a complete… Read moreLittle Talks
A hundred years ago–okay, in January–I wrote about our efforts to help Baguette with her speech delay. I was going to write more. I didn’t, really. It’s not that I was avoiding the subject, it’s that I didn’t really know… Read moreDiagnosis: Person
Recently, some of my friends have said, “You really seem to have this meal-planning thing down. What’s your secret?” I do not have the meal-planning thing down. My secret is that I have a child who is slightly older than… Read moreMom-Friendly Meals
Here are a few things we’re likely to hear from Baguette right now: “I want listen to Pajanimals music.” “I want iPad, please.” “That wunnerfull!” (most likely to be heard just after she jumps into the pool and surfaces) And… Read moreWhat Baguette Is Saying These Days
1) Hot Tot This shampoo and conditioner combo continues to deliver for Baguette’s hair. 2) Parents The last few months, this magazine has had at least one article that has really spoken to us. 3) Steel-cut oats These things are… Read moreThings I’m Loving
Wow, it’s been a week and a half since I last posted anything. That’s a long time in Blog World. The reason is that I’ve been sick. I started feeling bad last Tuesday, and on Wednesday I had what was… Read moreHey, Remember Me?
For the record, Mr. Sandwich saved us all from the babbling, screaming monster.
Yesterday was a Day of Tantrums. It didn’t start out that way. Baguette woke up happy, because we were all there. Mr. Sandwich, who normally leaves at 6:00, was home to take care of some car repairs. I was about… Read moreYou Can’t Win Them All