Adopted Kids. They’re Just Kids.

Several months ago, I wrote a post where I was all hot and bothered (justifiably so) because a neighborhood kid had teased Kaleb about being adopted. With everything else in his past, he had to feel self-conscious about his "happy ending??"  -----> (http://www.the5parkers.com/2013/11/kids-say-darndest-things-and-it-needs.html) Then, a couple of months later, Lizzie and I, inadvertently, sold Girl Scout cookies to … Continue reading Adopted Kids. They’re Just Kids.

It’s Easter Again And It’s Been A Busy Year.

Tomorrow is Easter.  And, when you are an adult, that brings many stresses.  For me, I've been stressing about buying all the Easter goodies when we're tight on cash, worrying that everything will go smoothly, and, of course, the biggest stressor of all...how should I match us? 😉  I'm a little sad this year.  I didn't get … Continue reading It’s Easter Again And It’s Been A Busy Year.

Foster Kids, They’re Out There.

I was waiting outside of the library with one of my clients; waiting for it to open.  (I work with adults with disabilities, by the way.)  A teenager who was sitting on the ground, made a comment about how big my purse was and then asked me a couple of questions about library cards.  I answered, they opened … Continue reading Foster Kids, They’re Out There.

Foster Care, Sibling Rivalry, and Minecraft.

The other night, amidst cries of protest, I cut off Minecraft time for the night.  This was after listening to all of the bickering over caves and mineshafts that I could stand.  Since there was only half an hour until bed, anyway, I thought that we would watch tv for a bit and then the first round of … Continue reading Foster Care, Sibling Rivalry, and Minecraft.

Parenting A Former Foster Child: Like Learning To Ride A Bike. You Fall A Lot, But Then You Learn How To Ride.

My good friends were in town this week and I finally got to meet their soon-to-be adopted son.  I am happy to say that he is being adopted out the foster care system  Yay, one more child out!After playing at the park for awhile, we were heading to dinner.  Never missing an opportunity, I said … Continue reading Parenting A Former Foster Child: Like Learning To Ride A Bike. You Fall A Lot, But Then You Learn How To Ride.

Who Knew Frogs Were So Musical?

So, a couple of weeks ago, Brian told me that his old coworker/current neighbor was planning to drop off his daughter's old, adorably pink guitar for Lizzie.   I thought that was cool, but, promptly forgot about it.  Until Sunday. We had spent the weekend at Megacon, being as nerdy as possible.  🙂 Told you!  😉  Then we came back to the … Continue reading Who Knew Frogs Were So Musical?

Teenagers And Moms And Their Drama

Me and Kaleb. Kaleb and Me.  We're like two peas in a dysfunctional, moody pod. For the most part, I realize that is actually totally normal. But, sometimes, it would be nice to get through a day without drama. It's not all cranky teenager drama, of course.  Sometimes, it's moody mommy drama.  And, I'm sure … Continue reading Teenagers And Moms And Their Drama

You Never Know Who’s Watching.

My birthday was last weekend and despite the fact that I was turning an icky age that I refuse to say out loud; it was still pretty nice.  On Saturday night, I resisted the urge to wallow in my discontent over turning that icky age that I refuse to say out loud and went out with … Continue reading You Never Know Who’s Watching.

Growing Up Too Fast

I thought that I had this mom thing under control.  And, then, we adopted a teenager.  Being a mom to a teenager is different.  And, being a mom to a teenager who is still just a little boy in so many ways is definitely different.  I have learned a lot about myself as I've learned to … Continue reading Growing Up Too Fast

Are You Paid To Have Us?

Yesterday, Kaleb was talking about wanting to go to the movies and he mentioned Thor.  I, obviously, support the viewing of Thor so I said that maybe we could see it next weekend when Daddy would be off.  Anyway, he didn't seem convinced and just said that it would be expensive.  That's when I pointed out that the end of the … Continue reading Are You Paid To Have Us?