Showing posts with label Sometimes my boys get along. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sometimes my boys get along. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Boys Spring Haircuts - 2013 Edition

Before haircuts - obviously

As promised: photographic evidence from the boys spring haircuts a couple of weeks ago, before and after. And then even some fun together afterwards: goofing around on the Riverside Park cannonballs, a thing that never seems to get old, even if Ethan has long outgrown the playground.

First: Shaggy!


During: Ethan in the chair, Jake checking out his new 'do in the mirror.


And after: Shorn!


Cannonballs!


Happy Spring everyone!

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Feeling Very Hopeful, Indeed


It's the 10th of the month (shhh play along with me here) so I'm over at Hopeful Parents again today.

And while I thought, what with it being April and all, you know, Autism Awareness Month or Autism Acceptance Month (depending on which camp you fall into) and with my son Jacob on the spectrum, I would write another one of my “big thoughts” posts about A.U.T.I.S.M over there at Hopeful Parents.

Yeah. Not so much so. I have been too busy being his mother right now. Which is OK.

Spring Break and LTYM you know. Keeping me hopping.

So go on over to the New! Improved! Hopeful Parents site and read my post: My Turn

Cheerio! 

Sunday, July 17, 2011

SOC Sunday: Happy Beachy Feeling

No preface tonight, just jumping into it...

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Home late after a wonderful day at the beach. Kids are gonna be tired at camp & summer school tomorrow. But? Not my problem (yay!) Though I better send an e-mail to warn Jake's teachers, because tired and Autism usually = behavior that can look like regression.

But, back to the matter at hand - the beach, the beach, we finally made it to the beach!!!! Just me and the boys and a friend and her son. a moms & kids day.

I am too tired to be eloquent tonight, to write the post that is starting to swirl through my head, will coalesce into something lyrical at some future date.

I have just enough energy to babble on about the wonders of a lovely day at the beach with my progeny who were not 100% annoying, and in fact part of more then a few magic moments.

We went to the beach today, and not just any beach - FIRE ISLAND. we were day trippers. (we will be forgiven). There were trains and taxis and ferries, and then...

We went into the ocean... oh yes! The waves were big but not too rough and so we faced them & got out with our dignities intact (no total trashes)

Lots of "swimming" and then sand time.

Any doubt Jake is a sensory seeker? Quashed when I found him basically swimming in the sand, pouring it on ihs own head for good measure (can you say needed 3x shampoo, yes.) This while Ethan & a friend helped some other kids defend their sea fort from the encroaching tide. (note to Ethan - nature always wins, sorry kid!)

Fun was had. fun, fun, fun.

And watching the kids walk back to town to change with bathing suits full of sand, like three little Groucho Marxes? Funny. Priceless.

There was ice cream. and potato chips. Also hummus (see, not all junk).

Of course the ferry ride back was packed. 7 pm on a perfect summer day, everyone was at the beach and weekenders were headed home, too. so we couldn't ride up top and Jake was disappointed, but lo, who should sit next to us but a good looking young couple with a... (wait for it) BABY!

Given Jake's current baby obsession was a total win. He was even happy to just watch her sleep after the rocking motion of the waves sent her down for the count.

And then a jam packed train and Penn station on a sunday night full of the happy sunburnt many and then HOME.

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And now the children have been de-sanded and are sleeping soundly in their beds. And so, soon, shall I, too.

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