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I always use to make fun of Mom Blogs. I NEVER thought I would join the ranks. 

My life is a far cry from a perfect blog. My house is only all clean at the same time when company is coming over. I have more Pinterest fails than Pinterest wins. I am just average. 

But my children are not average. I have a little Einstein in my house, my 8 year old son, Sci Guy (short for Science Guy). His IQ is in the 99th percentile. His social skills barely edge out his two year old sister. Sci guy has Asperger’s, I tend to look at that as nothing more than a way of telling me my son’s brain is fundamentally different than mine. It isn’t a “weakness” but a super power that could be used for good or evil. My 2 year old girl, Boo-boo is full of passion, sass, love, and a little anxiety. She has some chronic medical issues that no one can quite put their finger on, but we know every x-ray of her tummy shows a dilated bowel-we just don’t know why. Boo-boo spent quite a bit of her first year and a half of life in the hospital and experienced some “medical trauma” from some experiences in the hospital. My itty-bitty sissy, is my baby. She is almost one, if I don’t cancel her birthday and prohibit her from growing up.  She is practically perfect. 


My life has been anything but normal. I am an Air Force Wife. My hubby and I have adventured from Utah, to Washington D.C. for summer internships (mine at the American Diabetes Association, his at the Federal Judicial System), back to Utah, to Alabama for a summer, to California (Sci Guy is a Cali baby), up to Montana for four years, another summer in Alabama, over to Texas, way out to Hawaii for three years (both my girls are Haoles), and now are in the desert of Nevada. (Does it count as a run-on sentence if I am just listing all the places I have lived?). I have had many experiences in the places I have lived, with the people I have met and my own family. We have seen death, infertility, stillborn child, divorce, medical trauma. But more importantly, I have seen miracles I can’t quite describe. I see good more than the bad. I am a fighter, I fight for my children, I fight against anxiety, I fight for what I believe in. 

In the craziness of all of this I felt very strongly I needed to homeschool Sci Guy. This blog goes out to him. It will have other snippets from my life, my girls, my adventures. But I hope it can be a place for parents with a Sci Guy of their own (or maybe a “coding guy” “engineering guy” “math guy” “artist guy”) to come, connect, find strength and maybe an idea or two. 



My 8 year old son has Asperger’s. One night he asked me “mom what are you doing to help children like me?” I couldn’t shake that question. I didn’t have a great answer. What am I doing to help other families who have such an uniquely special child? That was the birth place for this blog. It may not be a Pinterest win, but if I can help even one family I will consider that a win. 

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