I like that my daughter lines things up.
So, we reached a milestone yesterday, but I really think that I should put it in some perspective, give it some context. Frances has had many milestones to reach over the years. You wouldn’t know it unless you had been around us at the time, but there was a point at which we didn’t knowContinue reading “Milestones: the infancy through toddler years”
I haven’t been posting much recently because I’ve been so busy attending to Pink Cup Sister’s needs, but also because it’s difficult to write about some things. For example, Frances is acutely aware that her school mates are “growing up” and she thinks that she may be just as young socially as she was whenContinue reading “Growing up”
We celebrated Frances’s 10th birthday this weekend, and there were no meltdowns during the two parties. She covered her ears during the “Happy Birthday” song both times, but we kept the numbers very small at both the party for friends and the party for relatives, so she didn’t get overwhelmed in general. At the partyContinue reading “The birthday girl”
We’re at the end of a snowstorm which could be winter’s last hurrah. Late yesterday afternoon, while explaining the amount of snowfall to Frances, I said, “Oh, it’s less than half a Barbie in depth.” So, dolls really are everywhere in our life now.
I have two daughters (9 and 13) and the closest I’ve ever come to a non-girly themed celebration was the Backyardigans party that I arranged for Pink Cup Sister’s 4th birthday. Now Frances, who is obsessed with dolls and horses, has just announced that she wants a dinosaur-themed party to celebrate her 10th birthday! I’mContinue reading “But dinosaurs weren’t pink…Right?”
Frances went on a long play date today (without me). It’s the same family that hosted the last one, the one that is familiar with Frances and her needs. It seems that the event went very well until two other, unfamiliar children showed up unexpectedly. If anyone had known this was going to happen, IContinue reading “A play date”
Frances was near crying as the other girls of her ABA (applied behaviour analysis) group walked into the reception area. “I’m not going,” she told me. “I don’t want to go somewhere without you,” she said. She was pouting. “You didn’t consult me. You didn’t even ask me if I wanted to do this,” sheContinue reading “The new ABA group”
I’m still sick and lying on the sofa, so we had to cancel some travel plans. Frances and I have been watching her favourite YouTube doll videos all morning…