Day 215

Anyone looking for a split club patch (or enjoy self-inflicted torture)?  Come on over!  

Day 214

We’ve made an attempt to introduce many common, now American traditions.  We always do corned beef and cabbage around St. Patrick’s Day.  Somehow adding berbere to “make it taste good” just seems so wrong.

Day 213

When you’re a person from a hard place, feeling loved can be as threatening as a machete.

Day 212

Since we first met her, this girls who has adamantly insisted she hates all cheese.  She recently added cream cheese to her diet.  Now she’s timidly eating shredded cheddar.  These are pretty monumental moments in our house.

Day 211

Our older kids have had limited exposure to art.  So much so that they think art is some odd form of torture.  I’ve been trying to incorporate an art lesson into every week that exposes them to a variety of art mediums.  This week we painted our clay sculptures and explored oil pastels.

Day 210

I’ve found that many times the key to re-regulating one of our kids is to let her draw how she’s feeling.  The act of drawing helps her to re-engage her higher level thinking, come out of survival mode, and communicate the root issues that caused the meltdown.  The heart on the left was what she […]

Day 208

A friend invited Mia to check out North America Miss.  While it was fun to see what it was all about, we don’t expect to be jumping into the world of pageantry.