B is for Bragging
What does bragging look like to you? Let me tell you a story. It’s a story of a young woman who wanted to have children of her own. She had babysat and taught and daycared kids from age 12, had …
Summery Summary
And like that (dramatic finger snap), summer is over. Yeah, the temperatures might still be deliciously warm and the sun still high in the sky, but school is back in session and the Labor Day sales are winding down, so …
A is for Advocacy
What does being an advocate mean to you? Do you see it as speaking at the statehouse, insisting on funding for gifted and twice-exceptional programs? Perhaps it’s working with the school district to actually have gifted and twice-exceptional programs. Maybe, …
DON’T PANIC
As I have discussed with many folks in my life over many years, I do nothing half-assed. It’s whole-assed or nothing ’round these parts. Unfortunately this also applies to that body part, but that’s a different post for a different …
Underachievement according to whom?
Please, someone, tell me you also sometimes take the 30,000 foot view of humanity while lost in thought. Stepping back from the day to day nonsense and inspecting humanity as though we’re insects as viewed from a high-altitude jet. I …
Music of the spheres
Life is what happens when you’re making other plans. — Allen SaundersPriorities are what unexpectedly change when you’re busy living life. –Me Many years ago, when Andy was barely a year old, I joined a moms group. I was the …
{2e Tuesday} The Elusive Question
I’ve had a question for parents of gifted and twice-exceptional kids that I’ve asked for years. What do you need? Inevitably the answer is something along the lines of time, money, sanity, walk-in liquor closet. But I’m not sure I’m …
Life with Maude
Last week I started working with a therapist, because boy howdy it was time. My coping and self-care skills were being drowned by the tsunami of life, and I needed help. It was a long time in coming, and I …
In the blink of an eye
Our oldest son, the out of the box, move to the beat of his own drummer, complex as all hell son…our son is 18 today. He is a much different man than the infant/toddler/preschooler/kiddo of previous years suggested he’d be.
Learning happens at the tip of a pencil
Recently I was digging through some old flute music, looking for pieces for students. Two things struck me as I pawed through my filing cabinets. The first was that I couldn’t believe some of the things I had played (omg …