A’Kos Goes to School

I realized after we got home that I didn’t get any pictures of A’Kos and Kender today.  I’ll have to remedy that next week!  Today was A’Kos’ first trip to Foster where we have our homeschool co-op classes.  Kender has been waiting to go back to Foster ever since the last term ended, and the […]

The Kender Report — Surgery Dog Edition

Yesterday afternoon I saw an older man and a little girl walking down the sidewalk next to a busy street.  He had a walking stick with him, a little more than waist-high, with a leather loop hanging about halfway down.  He moved slowly but steadily along in his yellow jacket, just out for a stroll. […]

It’s Out of My Hands

I can’t control my children’s behavior. I’ve been getting nudged toward this conclusion from several directions this week.  So I’ll give in.  I admit it.  I can’t control my children’s behavior.  I can’t force them to do anything, not without violating my ethics and their persons. There are certain things I’m not willing to do. […]

The Kender Report

Yesterday we went to Meijer Gardens with our homeschool group.  We’ve been so many places this summer: the aquatic center, the zoo, so many parks, the county fair, the children’s museum, to the store almost every day.  I’m learning to turn what’s been, “always no, unless there’s a really good reason,” into “always yes, unless […]

Fake a Disability

“Hey, did you know that [insert disability here] people get to [insert special access here]?  We could do that, too, because the government says that businesses aren’t allowed to ask questions.  Here, you pretend to have [insert disability here] and I’ll [get fake certification/baldly lie/pretend nothing’s wrong], and then we’ll get [insert special access here], […]

Happy Birthday, Kender!

Today is Kender’s sixth birthday.  I don’t think he understands what that means.  He screams no, covers his ears, and walks away if we say, “Happy Birthday!” or try to sing.  He’s never been able to say, “I’m (xx) years old.”  He doesn’t talk about his birthday, he doesn’t ask for a party, he doesn’t […]

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