No Minivan Mom

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Schwans Giveaway! For the love of food.

The Delivery Truck!!! I know it's silly, but I was excited.

This post was sponsored by Schwans, the compensation I received was just the ingredients for this lovely dinner however all opinions and experiences are my own, all further purchases at the door etc, were my own and not sponsored.   So I went online to Schwans website, looked around for a while. I got totally hungry and unable to decide exactly what I wanted so I had to enlist the.. Read More

The Great Shoebacle of 2014

The SHOES!!!

Since A decided to go and hurt his ankle when we were supposed to be headed out on the town going back to school shoe shopping we went this afternoon. We went alone……. Just him and I, in and out, quick fast and in a hurry. That was the plan anyway. I have no idea why I would even remotely decide to plan to do anything quick when it revolves around.. Read More

Hospital, Wheelchairs, and Crutches OH MY!!!

Chillin' with his newfound boot in his awesome ride.

Today has been an interesting day to say the least. It started out innocent enough, waking up, eating breakfast, then some computer time. I told A, B, C to go get dressed so that we could head for the gym. That’s when it started winding down a weird and crazy path. Of course we were late heading out the door, my fault. I took too long of a shower, and.. Read More

Just spank him already!

Stares, glares and everything else. Do you ever encounter those people that just don’t get it? I see them almost everyday being a parent of a child that happens to be a High Functioning Aspie. I think that the glares during a meltdown are probably the worst. For instance this morning we were at the gym and A was upset that things were different than normal and his class was.. Read More

Autism, Really?

I am an Autism Mom

I learned when my son was about 3 years old, that he was Autistic. I could have died. Infact I think that my heart did stop. I knew all of the signs, I was experienced on the subject. I had a hand in raising a little brother that was an Autist, after my mother left our family. Lack of speech No eye contact Delayed motor skills Stimming I could go on.. Read More

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