Parenting special needs children is harder than it has to be. Yes, it’s an extremely hard job, requiring the parent to learn new levels of patience and self-sacrifice that others have no idea about. And the truth is, most parents are willing to do that…there are so many willing to step up and go that extra (long) mile for their special needs adopted or foster child, even those parents who weren’t expecting a special needs adoption.

BUT…it’s all the rest of the “stuff” that parents of special children have to battle through that makes the job darn near IMPOSSIBLE.... more

This was Kay’s observation today, as I decompressed from my day of strategies related to our court case. And she’s right. From her idealistic 16 years, she is appalled and can’t understand why someone won’t do something to make this “right”.

“Why won’t someone help us, Mom? Why are they so determined to make things so hard…can’t they see how much help LuLu needs?” she asked.

“What about LuLu’s former teacher?” she bemoaned. “Out of everyone, she knows our family well, she knows how LuLu struggles and what her needs are. Why didn’t she... more

YIKES! It’s Friday, and I’m far from ready. I knew it was coming, and I knew I was behind…from the beginning. We have a busy weekend planned. I’m headed with KayKay for a youth fundraiser. We are spending the weekend in the North Georgia mountains staffing a bike race (providing water and food at rest stops along the route). For that, the organizers are making a donation to our youth group’s upcoming church camp. So we’re headed out tonight.

By pure coincidence, one of Super Dad’s colleagues as work invited us to his mountain home and a sheepshearing... more

Today, in what seemed like just a few short moments, LuLu managed to kick a hole through the area of wall in the hallway that was repaired a few months ago. (ARGH!) What precipitated this was not being able to find me. I had told her about an hour earlier that on my agenda for today was hosing the porch off to remove the pollen. I was outside wrangling with the garden hose and could hear the kicking, but LuLu kicks the walls or stomps on the floor at least once a day (usually in her room where the walls are reinforced). So frankly I didn’t think... more