When I was a little girl, I had a friend. We were good friends, but she wasn't always nice to me. In 6th grade, she dropped me because I wasn't in the popular crowd. But, not before, she stabbed me in the arm with a pencil. This created a hole in my arm and a … Continue reading Words Have More Power Than You Think.
Several months ago, I wrote a post where I was all hot and bothered (justifiably so) because a neighborhood kid had teased Kaleb about being adopted. With everything else in his past, he had to feel self-conscious about his "happy ending??" -----> (http://www.the5parkers.com/2013/11/kids-say-darndest-things-and-it-needs.html) Then, a couple of months later, Lizzie and I, inadvertently, sold Girl Scout cookies to … Continue reading Adopted Kids. They’re Just Kids.
Tomorrow is Easter. And, when you are an adult, that brings many stresses. For me, I've been stressing about buying all the Easter goodies when we're tight on cash, worrying that everything will go smoothly, and, of course, the biggest stressor of all...how should I match us? 😉 I'm a little sad this year. I didn't get … Continue reading It’s Easter Again And It’s Been A Busy Year.
I was waiting outside of the library with one of my clients; waiting for it to open. (I work with adults with disabilities, by the way.) A teenager who was sitting on the ground, made a comment about how big my purse was and then asked me a couple of questions about library cards. I answered, they opened … Continue reading Foster Kids, They’re Out There.
The other night, amidst cries of protest, I cut off Minecraft time for the night. This was after listening to all of the bickering over caves and mineshafts that I could stand. Since there was only half an hour until bed, anyway, I thought that we would watch tv for a bit and then the first round of … Continue reading Foster Care, Sibling Rivalry, and Minecraft.