Every Woodland Scientist Needs A Balance

Busy lately?

Lots of homeschool stuff going on here,…field trips, reading lists, spelling and math reviews,DIY balances…and for me a new writing project,…

Not going to be a boring summer! Also heads up,…THIS website will be under going a major change in the coming weeks. Change can be good! Definitely there will be a more focused focus, and more in-depth articles,…

Back to our woodland laboratory! ❤️

What’s It Like To Mother A Child On The Spectrum?

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What’s it like mothering a child on the spectrum?

Can you swim?

Yes? No? Never mind,…just pretend you can’t swim and you’ve been ordered to water ski. Intuitively if one can’t swim,…then one certainly can’t water ski,…yet nevertheless you’ve been thrown into a lake with your only lifeline a tow rope hitched to a speed boat,…and zip off you go!

Thump,…thump,…thump,…gurgle,…gasp,…thump,…thump you go at super sonic speeds being continuously dunked by the crashing wake as you hang on for dear life.

Forget screaming for help,…you can’t breathe long enough, and your only thought is keeping a grip on that tow rope,…every few seconds it feels like it is slipping.

In the boat,…folks are screaming,…some are offering instructions, some encouragement, but with all the water in your ears you can barely make out the confusing noise,…and to be honest,…you really don’t care. Your heart is breaking, you are scared and confused,…utterly exhausted,…and utterly unable to let go of that tow rope,…lest you drown.

Is it like this for everyone when they first get an autism diagnosis? I don’t know,…but I will never pretend not to have been devastated by the news. No one,..absolutely no one wants their child to have challenges,…especially such serious ones.

Some people liken the experience of learning your child has special needs to being dropped in a Rabbit Hole, via Alice In Wonderland,…and that’s not a bad analogy your world is certainly different. But then remember,…Wonderland was kinda weird, but kinda wonderful, too.

Back to that speedboat,…it seems heartless,…zipping you around the lake of life,…but it’s useless to rail against reality,…some things just are what they are,…and you do find that the tow rope is faithful to hold; it never frays against the elements.

Eventually your grip on that tow rope gets stronger,…it has no choice, but to strengthen. Are you skiing? Nope, but you’re hanging on with your head above water,…and you kinda get use to the thumping wake so you can kinda avoid the head-water. Also the speedboat seems nearer now and you can hear instructions from others who have gone before you,…and the cheers from loved ones help,…they help a lot.

Make no mistake it is an exhausting experience,…learning to balance and juggle and somehow pull those ski-laden feet around to the right position. It takes strength,…and unfortunately it takes time for muscles to strengthen,…but guess what?

One day you actually get to your feet.

Of course you wipe out, but you’re astonished to discover you can actually tread water,…and when that tow rope comes around you willingly grab it. For your child’s sake,…you are going to learn to ski,…and it doesn’t matter how many times you wipe out,…you’re getting back up. You’ve had a glimpse of the lake view,…it’s amazing.

The wind in your hair,…the freedom of the waves,…and you marvel that you ever feared this extraordinary experience. 

Eventually your turn is over,…but you’re not leaving the lake. You will NEVER leave the lake,…nor will your child,…but that’s okay,…lake life is not so bad: different,but wonderful.

Believe it or not but you’re going to find yourself in the boat where you will scream instructions,…and encouragement to others,…knowing they can’t hear you,…and don’t really care,…but nevertheless need your presence in the boat,…because those first few days, and weeks, and months,…and even years,…can be a rough ride.

Our little guy was worth the ski lesson,…a thousand times over. We’re not exactly in the boat yet, but we’ve definitely learned how to get to our feet and lean back on that rope of faith. Without faith,…there is no way we would have made it this far.

Mothering a child on the spectrum is definitely an exercise in ‘…walking by faith, not by sight.”

Thankfully early on we learned that two choices were before us: delight or devastation. Trust me,…it is so much easier to be utterly delighted by what our child can do now,…then be utterly devastated by what our child can not do,…yet.

Yet is a lovely word,…so full of promise.

Special needs children have,…ta dah,…special needs,…and so do special needs mothers.It’s a different world,…it would be disingenuous to suggest otherwise. However,…different is not less,…typical kids and their folks go to the lake as well,…it’s an awesome place,…especially when you eventually learn to water ski.

P.S. check out that happy little face at the top of this post,…that sunshine smile makes every day,…every single day,…worthwhile.


To EVERY mother out there


may God bless and keep you!

Lost In The Land Of Adjectives

Hello,…did you think I was lost? Well I was down in the depths of a grammar well!

Shall we parse adjectives? I’ve certainly been up to my neck in them.

“Why?” you inquire, and I reply, “Love.”

No, I am not in love with grammar, although I am inordinately fond of all things wordy.

Grammar for me, as a writer is rather fluid. I’ve always felt one was free to break every grammar rule they please, but only if they know what rule they are breaking.

No my love is that rather fierce mother-love one feels for their child, and consequently the love the Lord feels for you is a zillion times infinity stronger. Think: Easter!!!

Homeschooling here, a child on the spectrum, a very bright child, I might add, and when one introduces a subject to said child, one had best have ALL their grammar ducks in a row.

Or would that be kittens in a row?

Lots of things being lined up in rows this Spring,…including a new website that will have,…don’t be shocked,…an educational focus.

Share the love. Share the research. Share the kittens!

Stay tuned! ❤️

Work In Progress April 2019

Does Parts of Speech practice count as writing? My little guy and I certainly got creative! Learning should always be FUN!!!

Writing for me is always fun! Even editing is fun, tedious fun at times, but always something I want to do.

Set backs have been a theme for this past winter! That lingering flu, our computer dying, and all the catch up both episodes have created!

Spring is finally here, I am well and my new computer is fully functional. We went from Mac to PC so there is a bit of maneuvering to get all my files transferred.

Thankfully I am back in editing mode for Affinity For Food,…so the production clock is ticking once again!!!

Set backs are never fun, but trusting in the Lord means accepting that ALL things work for the ultimate good,…even unexpected set backs!!!

Back to Parts of Speech and editing for me! Hope YOU have a blessed weekend! ❤️

Nothing Is Impossible

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Ever felt like blasting off from earth to find a new life in a new world?

Sci-fi like the picture is just for fun, but life can get tough here on earth.

Stuff happens: job stuff, people stuff, financial stuff, and we won’t even go anywhere near the media/political world. It can be crazy out there, and it’s the same ol’ game that’s been going on for millennium. 

Trust me, the Roman world in 33 AD,…wasn’t Utopia.

Roman soldiers weren’t cuddly bears. By Roman law they could snatch anyone off the streets and force them to carry their gear for a mile, and we can well guess they didn’t say, “Please.”

Brutality in the Roman world was so commonplace it wasn’t given a second thought. Or that is until Jesus suggested to his followers that we should, “Love our enemies.” “Turn the other cheek,” – “Go the extra mile.”

When we love someone going the ‘extra mile’ is super easy. It’s a joy to enrich our loved one’s lives. But to those who are cruel to us?

Hello? What was our LORD thinking?

43 “You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor[] and hate your enemy.’ 44 But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, 45 that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. 46 If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? 47 And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? 48 Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.” – Matthew 5: 43-45

Perhaps the LORD was offering us a glimpse of a new life on a new world. A world where we can love one another and be kind to one another.

Of course being mere mortals we can’t change the entire world, but we can effectuate ‘change’ in our world.

By ourselves?

Noooooooo,…that’s not humanly possible.

26 Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26


Absolutely,…God spoke the world into being,…what could possibly be beyond our God’s ability? The Bible is filled with miracle upon miracle,…especially the miracle of redemption,…the death and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ. To die for our sins is one thing, but to be raise to everlasting life that’s where the impossible is made possible, and that possibility is what changes lives even in the 21st century.

One of the nice things about the LORD is that punches are never pulled,…always the LORD gives it to us straight,…such that we were NEVER promised perfect lives.

33 “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33

What do you think happened the first time one of Jesus’ followers willingly marched along with that Roman solider for the extra mile? Do you think the self sacrifice totally messed with that Roman dude’s mind? Or maybe it was a tiny seed planted in the man’s heart? And what about the follower? How was their world changed?

“Blessed are the poor in spirit,
    for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are those who mourn,
    for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek,
    for they will inherit the earth.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
    for they will be filled.
Blessed are the merciful,
    for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the pure in heart,
    for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers,
    for they will be called children of God.
10 Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
    for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

11 “Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. 12 Rejoice and be glad,because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.” – Matthew 5:3-12

When you have an encounter with God,…your world view does change.

People are seen not as enemies,…but brother and sisters. Maybe they don’t know it, but that’s okay we’re not required to deal with another person’s hang ups,…only our own.

Also we can be grateful we’re not required to face life under our own strength,…because no mere mortal is strong enough to face the world. Instead we know that, “I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength.” – Philippians 4:13 – that includes going the extra mile for even ‘those’ people in our lives who are put in our lives to effectuate change – in their world and ours.

Hang in there,…it’s a comfort to know with God nothing is impossible!




What Autism Is Like – For Us


Our youngest son was diagnosed with Autism six years ago,…and in the past six years we’ve learned that Autism is many things,…some of them WONDERFUL!!!


The gift of Autism is that our little guy has no social hang ups. To him,…he’s “Isaac,” and he’s perfectly comfortable with himself,…and if you’re not comfortable,…that’s YOUR problem,…not his.

According to our son,…he has NO CHALLENGES.


He’s perfectly happy living his life to the best of his ability. As for Apraxia, a speech disorder that basically means you can’t say what you want to say when you want to say it,…that’s not a problem to our son either. If there are communication disconnects,…then it’s not coming from his end,…and he’ll be very happy to work with you until you understand what he is trying to communicate,…in a very ‘there-there’ manner, I might add. Such self-confidence/self-acceptance is another gift of Autism.

The best part of Autism is not only does our son accept himself,…but he accepts others as they are. To him,…people are people, and it doesn’t matter what race, or creed, or ability, or non-ability. Everyone is a potential friend. Of course,…reality is that not everyone is friendly,…but again,…it doesn’t phase our little guy,…he’s only sad for them that they don’t have enough joy within their hearts to share with others. Life’s an adventure,…there is too much to see, and do, and learn, and too much fun to be had for our little guy to ever be bogged down with others perceptions of disabilities.

Make no mistake,…our little guy has challenges,…therapy is a reality for us,…but those challenges are mere speed bumps in the road of life. The challenges our little guy faces due to Autism only strengthen him,…they make him smarter,…kinder,…more accepting and loving toward others and the challenges they face,…and that’s not a bad thing.


Life is to be lived,…our little guy is only nine years old and he’s got a handle on the most important facts: LOVE ONE ANOTHER,…BE KIND TO ONE ANOTHER.

No one expects their child to have Autism,…we certainly didn’t,…but it is our reality,…and it’s not the end of the world,…instead it’s a portal,…to the greatest adventure we’ve ever experienced.

The ultimate gift of Autism is that it breaks down life into it’s most elemental features:

I love you,
you love me,
and what else is really important?

As people of faith we know God doesn’t make mistakes,…our son is ‘fearfully and wonderfully made,’ – and for that we are truly grateful!