I’ve said it before I am a helicopter mom. But in a good way. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. Harrison has always been a wonderful big brother for Sydney. And he’s an amazing son. I love seeing him mature into a young man. At the same time it is hard to let … More Before I Let Go

I hope that I didn’t give you the impression that things don’t get rough for me at times. Because they do. I’m human. I slipped back into my autism coma last week. This time was different. I could feel it coming. The more I fought it. The worse I felt. I might as well get … More Autism Coma Part 2

I’ve been known to talk too much. I’m even guilty of saying too much when answering someone’s questions. Lately, I’ve realized that people just want the facts. Not the prequel, just the facts and an answer. It’s okay to just say okay. Am I the only one that writes a text as long as a … More The Best I Have is Okay

Sistas hold on to your weaves! We have been given the green light. It is okay to date a white man. Can I get an Amen? It’s fair to say that black men have always had the green light to date outside their race. Black women on the other hand have always been criticized. White … More We Have The Green Light

I must admit I really wanted to blog about the royal wedding. There were so many interesting things that caught my attention. I have to share just one. Spice Girl looked like she was attending a funeral. Not the dress, her face and attitude. I’m just saying if David Beckham was my husband. I would … More That’s a Strong Woman

So, it’s that awkward time to fill our forms and my emergency contact person is mommy. My sissy is on there too. I admit it’s a little depressing. So, I’m on the hunt again like a cougar. Not really. But it sounds good. I met two men. I’m not as good at multitasking as you … More Kids Meet The Handy Man

If you missed my blog on the time that I paid $20 for a gallon of milk. You have to go back and read that drama in your free time. Yesterday the kids and I were going to a presentation about our family at The University of Delaware. We have done this project for three … More If You Thought $20 For a Gallon of Milk Was Bad

Harrison and I would dance to Dear Mama by Kanye West. I think Kanye lost it after his mama died. We don’t jam out to Kanye anymore for many reasons. Which brings me back to Tupac. Say what you must about Tupac. May he Rest In Peace. But his lyrics had meaning and made you … More Dear Mama

I think I’m tired of people telling me that Syd won’t care if she misses the DC trip. Or will she really care if she’s not included. What if she doesn’t make it and gets cut from cheerleading tryouts? I have flashbacks of going to the preview night for the play and being asked why … More What If She Doesn’t Make It?

I remember Mrs. Spehar. She was my fourth grade teacher. She was fair, kind and made learning fun. That was the year that I was bullied in school. That year was painful. But I always felt safe in her class. I remember Mr. Durian. He was my first male teacher and he was hilarious. I … More We All Remember Our Favorite Teacher