Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Thursday, April 10
BIG SILLY
When your son is six feet tall and fourteen years old but enjoys playing on the toddler playground...well, you start figuring out when the toddlers won't be there. The children themselves are cool with my big little guy, but sometimes their moms seem a little nervous. It's totally understandable, but wearing on the spirit. Not on Henry's spirit though, he doesn't even notice. Sometimes I wish I could be a little more like him!
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