Sep 302014
 

Student Profile Form special needsEver wished that you could sit down with the teacher at the beginning of the year and tell them everything that they will need to know about your special child? Here is a FREE form that you can download  from the National Autism Association. Just click on the blue link and you can print it. This is a valuable resource from a wonderful organization.

If the shoe doesn’t fit, then do you know someone who could benefit from this resource? Let’s help people out.   💡  Nealie

Quick Stop Tour

 Fostering  Comments Off on Quick Stop Tour
Sep 292014
 

Pathway Caring for Children is in Canton, Ohio, and they serve neighboring counties as a foster care provider agency. They give no-obligation Quick Stop Tours  with a quick, free lunch. Consider this even if you don’t think you want to foster, because you will learn some things. Learning is good. Click on the blue link to find out more.

Remember, as I mentioned in Chasing Lilly, most children in foster care are not like her. You can accept a child that suits your family and parenting-skill level. These kids need a break, so please consider being the one to change a life for the better! Do you know anyone who might be interested?   💡  -Nealie

Sep 262014
 

Volcanoes (age 4-10)   Try it this weekend!                                                                                                      Volcano picture    First, get out the Play-Dough and let the kids have their normal fun with it. When they begin to wind down, have them make mountains out of some of the dough. (It will have to be tossed out when you are done.) Place the mountains on a tray to catch the “lava.”

Pour baking soda into the hollow place.

Add vinegar, and watch it overflow. Give them some soda and vinegar to try it a few more times.

I’ve done this with two grandchildren about half a dozen times, and it is still requested when the Play-Dough comes out of the cupboard.

It’s not much trouble, and the kids really like it. Have a great weekend! -Nealie

 

40 Pounds

 Life's Difficulties, RAD parenting  Comments Off on 40 Pounds
Sep 252014
 

40 poundsI was at the store today to purchase kitty litter and decided on buying a bigger box to save money. Or rather, a heavier box, as litter comes by weight. As I went to pick up the not-so-big box from the shelf, I was surprised how heavy it was. Then I saw the 40 pound label.

Normally, I can easily lift something larger that weighs forty pounds, so I was surprised how difficult it was to pick up that small box. It was like lifting a forty pound rock, because the weight wasn’t spread out.

Aha, I thought. That’s what parenting all by yourself is like. Or parenting a special needs child, or parenting many children. It can be very heavy load if it isn’t spread out with breaks and support.

I had a nice man carry my rock to the car for me. Do you know someone who could use some help carrying a heavy weight?   🙂  Nealie

Sep 242014
 

RAD can happen when an infant or young child misses out on bonding with a mother figure.

Maybe the child has been orphaned and there is no primary caregiver to show love to them. This happens frequently in foreign orphanages, where there isn’t enough staff to care for all the babies and small children.

Maybe a birth mother did not meet the physical needs of a child. Things like diaper changes and regular feedings.

Maybe the birth mother was not happy with the baby and refused to love and connect with the child.

Maybe the birth mother was mean and distant, or abusive physically.

Lilly Angel had two abusive parents, and endured horrors that no child should ever have to go through. She has Reactive Attachment Disorder and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. (Is it any wonder?)

I am not an expert on RAD, but I have lived with a child diagnosed with this, and have seen the devastation a lack of care and bonding causes. I plan to have other things about Reactive Attachment Disorder on this site from time to time, so stay tuned. Check out my Resource tab at the top for helpful resources. -Nealie

Sep 232014
 

Lilly  loved “McDannel’s,” and it was a relatively safe place to take a child with a tendency for wild rages. The best time of day for an outing with a child like that is about two o’clock in the morning. Just kidding. Two p.m. is good.

You rehearse the rules ahead, and one is that if there are any outbursts, “the food and drink go in the trash, and we go home.” Eating out is not a right, it is a privilege.

We actually threw food and drinks in the trash receptacles and left the restaurant a bunch of times times before Lilly got the idea that we weren’t kidding.

One time we were at a sit-down restaurant and she was agitated that it was taking too long. She began to get loud and unruly, and when our meals came, I took her plate from the waitress and set it aside, out of Lilly’s reach. I said, “You may not get this. You can always have left-overs at home.”

If she wanted her food, she had no choice but to settle down, and she did.

And then there were the trips to the car when there was the beginning of a scene at a restaurant. It was hard work, and I am sure other people thought we were being mean to the cute, little girl.

Lastly, make sure that you discuss what the child is allowed to order before you go in, and make sure you leave a good tip.

Lilly is polite when we go out to eat today, because we stuck with it. Good luck with YOUR wild child.   😀  Nealie

 

 

Sep 222014
 

One beautiful spring when Torie was a few months old, Joy, who was almost four, would stand at the screen door and watch people walking by.

Adelaide

Adelaide 2012

I remember that I was quite preoccupied with the baby, meals, laundry, and keeping things picked up.

Joy watched one lady in particular with interest. The woman walked by every nice day, pushing a baby stroller.

Joy had her face pressed to the screen one hectic day as the lady walked by with the stroller yet again. “Mommy, can we go for a walk?”

“No, I don’t have time, Joy.”

I glanced over at her looking out at the woman and stroller, and heard her quietly comment, “That lady has time.”

Everything suddenly stopped for me. I realized that I was totally missing something important for lesser things.

Tears ran down my face as I gathered her for a hug by the screen and sniffed, “Get your jacket and shoes. We are going for a walk!”

Take someone you love for a walk.  💡 -Nealie

Sep 192014
 

This was mentioned in an early post, but with the school year up and running, you may know someone who has a child who will be needing an IEP due to learning difficulties. An IEP can help ensure a child’s success in school. Lilly Angel had one, and it was a great time to meet the teacher and school personnel, and work together on her learning program. Pass this on to them. Just click on the link.

A thought for today:  If you know someone with a special-needs child, see what you can do to make just one day in their life easier. Cook a meal, or call and ask if you can run an errand for them. If you don’t feel that you could handle the child alone, then offer to go over and entertain the child while the parent escapes to mow the lawn or rake leaves -or read in the bedroom. They would be nearby if there was an emergency, and it would allow them a bit of an escape to clear their head and recharge.

Think of those with adult special needs children as well. A child who never really grows up can be such a drain physically and emotionally.

Look around you.  💡  -Nealie

Sep 182014
 

 

Poison Ivy

Poison Ivy

If you don’t see this and watch out, then you may be too miserable to read, and we can’t have that.

In case you don’t know what poison ivy looks like, here is some that I found in my yard. It can grow up a tree as a vine, or grow like a small plant out of the ground.

I put a plastic grocery bag over my hand to pull it, then turn the bag inside-out as I remove my hand from the bag. Knot the top and you haven’t touched it. Not a good idea to use garden gloves because the oil from the plant gets on them, and anything the gloves might touch afterward. Love you too much to see you suffer.  🙁  -Nealie

 

Sep 172014
 

A fellow from England shared on Twitter that someone had fallen into a recycling bin, trying to get their shoes out of it. Evidently, this unfortunate person had accidentally tossed the shoes in the bin and wanted them back.

Long ago, I went to a discount store that had hundreds of shoes and purchased a gray pair of leather flats. I liked them so much that I decided to go back and get a couple more pairs in different colors.

After the new shoes were in my shopping cart, I looked for my own gray flats and could only find one. Uh oh.

Everywhere I looked, there were shoes identical to the misplaced shoe. How would I ever find it? After searching for twenty minutes, I found a manager and told the man my dilemma.

“I’m sorry, ma’am, but what can I do about it?”

“Well, you have lots of gray shoes here, and one is mine. Either you help me find my shoe, or provide one that matches, because I’m not leaving with only one shoe.”

He looked at me for a few seconds before deciding to give a brand new shoe to me, and I thanked him.

After he left, I bent down to place the shoe on my foot, and as I did, I saw the missing shoe in a box with a new pair. Uh oh.

(Did I ever tell you about the time that I took nine out of ten pairs of Lilly’s of shoes? Well, maybe some other day.)   😀 -Nealie