The commute tonight was not fun.  It snowed this morning, then it turned to sleet and finally it turned to a cold driving rain.  The sidewalks in the neighborhood were a disaster, ankle deep water and slush were everywhere.  I had to walk in the street and even that wasn’t entirely clear.  Oh, and, . . . → Read More: Achingly cute.

I present for you Monkey’s second favorite activity.

Cleaning.

I am a lucky, lucky Umma.

Sometimes I worry that people will think that we are overly permissive with Monkey because of his disability1.  We run a very child-centered household for sure and we do it because we are trying to foster a sense of power in Monkey.

It seems to me that it would be very easy to feel . . . → Read More: Empowering Monkey

I woke up to find our refrigerator handle looking like this:

Hmmm, I didn’t recall it looking like that when I went to bed.  This isn’t looking good for that pumpkin pie Duhdee had baked, is it?

Well, it’s still covered but are those Monkey fingerprints in it?

. . . → Read More: One morning, not so long ago…

I am useless in the kitchen.  I bake, I boil and I can cook grilled cheese sandwiches but that’s it.  It’s pitiful, I know, but I don’t feel any need to change that because Duhdee loves to cook and he’s really, really good at it.  As if he needed any more characteristics to prove, beyond a . . . → Read More: The desire to cook is strong in this one.

Monkey has lately been showing interest in assembling his train tracks all by himself.  This morning he built what I told Duhdee was obviously a pork barrel project.  We shall call it the “Track to Nowhere.”  It was a 6 piece section of straight track that he moved around the house wherever he wanted . . . → Read More: The Track to Nowhere