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Won’t You Be My Neuro-Spicy Valentine?
Last week, writer Sarah Dickinson (of The Nerdy Quill) introduced me to a new term: neuro-spicy. I love it even more than “neurodiverse” and oh-so-much more than “neurodivergent.” In fact, I love it so much that I’m appropriating it for all things relating to my son and to others whose brains function differently than what we…
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If We Told the Truth in Online Dating…
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My Sleeping Angel
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Statistics on Chocolate
January 2nd, 2023 I just read research that shows that 18% of consumers state that they eat chocolate at least once a day. I was completely shocked by this statistic! It means that 82% of people are complete liars. Share if you are part of the 18%. Use the hashtag #Wearetheeighteen
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Short-Order Santa
12/27/2022 Apparently when my son visited Santa Claus, he mistook the Jolly Man for a giant Alexa in a red hat. When Christmas Day arrived, my son’s reaction to each present he opened ranged from: “This is exactly what I ordered!” (Toys) All the way down to: “I didn’t order THESE!” (Socks……Sorry, Grandma.)
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Why I Believe in Santa Claus
December 20th, 2022 Now that you know “My Best-Kept Holiday Secret,” it won’t surprise you (nor did it surprise my parents) that at the ripe old age of five, I announced to them that this Santa Claus thing was too far-fetched and I wasn’t buying it anymore. I was finished with that childish stuff. But…
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This Should Be on Every Child’s Bookshelf
When I brought this book home, my son looked at the cover and asked: “Is that me?” It’s the only time he has ever identified as “the kid on the cover.” Page after page, this book contains more positive images of Black boys than any other book I have seen. We all need to see…
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Rebel without a Gear Shift
December 13, 2022 That moment when we arrived at the park like so many rides before. But now my son turned and gave me the most James Dean look a four year old* could possibly muster. He raised his upper lip into a sneer, pointed at his bike and quipped: “Let’s get this bad boy…
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My Best-Kept Holiday Secret
I am not a festive person. By any stretch of the imagination. Two years ago when I hired a professional organizer, she came across a little pile of themed hand towels that various friends had given me. “I usually put these with the holiday decorations,” she stated. “Those are the holiday decorations.” She paused a moment, blinking,…