Robin's Nest

 Saturday, I began to wonder what had happened to the travelers. I went all day without a phone call or a text. That was weird as I thought they would call when they dropped the grandson at his friend's home in Oklahoma. I sent a text and then I thought, that might take a while to arrive, so I called. Turned out they were less than two hours from arrival. They arrived and the pot pie was done just in time. They spent some time getting settled in and we met up again on Sunday morning.  We did online church on Sunday, as my shoulder wasn't really up to the task. That and DH didn't go to bed until 4 am. As I sit here and type this the youngest kiddo is full of energy and chattering away! I think of all we have been through this year already and I am astounded by the list. The shoulder thing is just one more potato in the stew of life. Monday brought babysitting again. Little Maddie arrived at 0545 as planned. It was a good day, she warmed up to her cousin that is going to be b...

 As I type this entry into the blog, the cream churns in the mixer. Butter is in the making. I recall some years ago, a small one throwing black beans into the mixer as the cream was being churned. That should have been a sign, lol she has been mischievous ever since! Her sense of humor is as vibrant as her fits of anger. She is 10 now, her mental age is about 8, her emotional age about 5 or 6. I will never forget the words of the therapists on our first visit last March, in unison they looked at each other and said "FASD", not so much to me, but to each other. I was bewildered. The acronym did not ring any bells. I looked at the two as if they had just landed on Earth from, perhaps, Mars? I asked, what does that even mean? As soon as I had, I had wished I hadn't. Fetal Alcohol Syndrome Disorder. Yes, now the acronym popped back in my head. I had heard of this, but only bits and pieces, I didn't know of any cases. Well, at least I hadn't. Working with the current ...