I sometimes forget

This is even here. My life is not that exciting but it seems to move at a fast pace. I just found out that my son has some sensory issues. This diagnoses came with a sign or relif because we finally know why he does the things he does. I thought that I would dedicate this blog sharing with you the day to day that we go through with Nolan.

Wowsers

I've been addicted to blog reading for some time now and I've always been jealous of the cute crafts and the seemingly perfect families. I have a few favorites which I will eventually add but I begin to wonder does everyone live in a pretty house and does everyone have the ideal life? I live simply, in the middle of town. We are working on moving "back home"--- This place is a small town on the verge of going big and the neighborhood and gone downhill in the last few years.

My children are 3 and 2 -- we have a lot of new kids around the block and I am just dumbfounded that parents just let their kids run. I know that one set cant possibly be any older then my own children. They were running all over the place today. I was just in shock. Do kids this age really know boundaries? I'm not thinking so. I know my two year old acts on impulse and just goes. ..and parents-- I never see any. What happened to playing with your kid? I feel like I am just way out there in my thinking. Am I alone?

603 River Street

It isn't my address so don't try to stalk me or anything. It is the address of my favorite house in one of my favorite places in the whole world. In every sense of the word it is like gong home. It's just always been there. Lovingly made brick by brick by my grandfather in the 1940s. Never a mortgage owed can you even imagine?