A toddler sniffs all of his Christmas presents before opening them and his mom realizes something is really wrong. What Tourette’s, OCD, and ADHD look like in a young child.
These days I find myself saying “no” and “c’mon, let’s hurry up” more often than I’d like, so today I thought I’d try an experiment. We had no plans whatsoever, and I decided to try my best to allow Sasha to dictate our morning and to say “yes” as much as possible. Before breakfast was […]
We tell a lot of birth stories here at LST. I’ve talked a bit about how I got the idea to produce this podcast but I’ve never written here about how I started it, or how episodes get made. But now you can find out at How Sound. How Sound is a podcast produced by […]
We get submissions about all kinds of parenting struggles here at LST HQ. Sometimes I’ll get a suggestion for an interview that sounds interesting and universal but for one reason or another I don’t feel comfortable tackling that issue in the podcast. One of those topics is the marital stress that comes with having a […]
If you’ve been reading this blog for the last couple months, you know all about how nobody in our family slept for weeks after Sasha broke her leg. Some of you offered theories about how my own anxiety might be contributing to Sasha’s inability to sleep, or how having another person putting her to bed […]
As promised, here is a look at the final pages of the book Sasha and I made about her broken leg and the lengthy healing process. If you are new to the blog, here are posts to the beginning and middle. As you can see, Sasha grew less interested in drawing in the book after […]
Back when I first posted about the book Sasha and I were creating to help process her broken leg, I got a comment from my friend Margaret recommending that we read the “I Feel” books by Marcia Leonard. These tiny board books are not in print anymore, but you can find them easily through sellers […]
Yesterday morning, while standing in the kitchen scarfing down cereal and wondering if Sasha understood what was about to happen, she picked up my cell phone and dialed what she must’ve imagined to be my brother’s number. “He-yo, Uncle Josh,” she said, holding the phone to her ear. “Cast come off. Okay, bye.” Guess she […]