A dose of Vitamin Get The F*ck Outside
I’ve been doing a lot of gardening lately. Last year we spent the spring and summer just watching to see what would pop out of the ground. Watched to see where the sun would fall during the day and season, …
gifted and averages
It is summer here in Chicago. You wouldn’t know it today, with the cool temperatures and rain, but it’s most definitely summer. Tomorrow it’s expected that the temps will hit the 90s for the first time in many months. It’s unusual …
The awesome weirdness of gifted kids
Gifted kids be weird, yo. If you have one, or have spent any time around one, or teach one, you know this. They are the quirkiest, funniest, weirdest creatures around. And if you can step away from the challenging behaviors …
No title because no brain
It went a little something like this: “Captain, we’ve had a core breach.” “What? Scotty, explain!” “Levels were high but all within normal limits. Engineering was working to bring them lower when BOOM we were hit. Half my team is down, …
Keepin’ it real as a 2e parent
Admittedly, I got cocky. Things were going so well. One kid rockin’ it as a homeschooler, the other rolling along in middle school (BRAG ALERT: honor roll every quarter so far, and it is within his grasp to get straight …
Real Life Scaffolding
That’s a picture of my flute right there. Notice anything unusual? Yes, the headjoint is pretty smeary, I hadn’t wiped it down yet. And the lighting isn’t the best, it’s been foggy all morning. Oh! That white thing snapped onto that …
Sixteen things parents of gifted kids are sick of hearing (and what they’re thinking when they do)
Must be nice to have a gifted kid. Heh. Yeah, so nice. It’s just…hysterical giggle…awesome. <twitch> Everything is just so….sob….easy peasy. Please offer me free respite care for a few days and then we will talk again; my brain may …
Speak your truth!
Speak your truth, they say. So I will. Because they said so. As the executive function for the entire household, the frontal lobe of the House of Chaos, I am drowning under the mass onslaught of everyday life, dragged …
Fifteen
So my baby is 15 today. The boy who made me a mom, who dragged me into the life of giftedness and advocacy and writing, the boy who made Calvin a real life child in my life…is 15. And, of …
The mixed metaphors of parenting gifted and twice-exceptional teens
Parenting teenagers is like nailing jello to a tree. I’m sure you’ve heard this. I heard it back when my boys were wee young things, when potty training was the issue du jour and I rarely got a moment …