Chip Off the Old Block


The Boy With His Fingers Crossed
My kiddo has been asking me for a blog this week.

Which lead to both pride and a bit of anxiety on my part.  Obviously I'm proud that he sees this is something I enjoy and like to do and I'm proud that he considers it something he might like to do himself.

But I was a bit anxious because you come into all these questions of how to properly police it, for lack of a better word.  But he's persisted in wanting a blog so he can share his summer and his days with the virtual world who might want to get to know him.

And I'm all about growing him as both a reader and a writer, so this could be good for both of us, right?

That's what I'm choosing to go with.

So we struck up an agreement.  I set up a blog, and he can write them.  He cannot, however, publish them.  Before they go live on the blog, Mom will proof-read, edit, and then publish the blog for him.

This is my way of  letting him see what I'm changing and why (tonight was Proper Names and why we capitalize them).  It's also my way of making sure that nothing is put out there that doesn't need to be such as names, locations...stuff like that.

So anyway, the blog is up and the blog is live....and a bit to my own chagrin he's getting more comments than I've gotten in months.

Check his blog out if you like.  I can make no promises as to what will be posted or how often it will be posted in the future but I encourage you to like it on Facebook and keep up with his adventures as he/we share them.



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Ashley Harris Wife & Mom

Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.

Third Grade | The Adventure Begins


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Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.

Grateful


My boy is so much better tonight.  You wouldn't believe the kid he was yesterday and the kid he is this evening.  He looks, feels and acts completely different in such a great way!

Yesterday
Today













See!  I kid you not, the kid looks sooooo much better.  As a side note, he's extraordinarily hyper and chatty, too!

The title comes from how I feel about everyone that has called, texted, emailed, Facebooked or just sent positive thoughts, prayers, and wishes our way.  I know medicine goes a long way, but I also know that prayer can do things Medicine can't dream of doing so I appreciate each and every one of you who have take a moment to message me, reach out to me, or just say a prayer for us and for Ty.

Thank you.  I appreciate each of you so very much and I'm so grateful that my boy and my family are so surrounded with loving, caring people like you.




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Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.

First Day of School


Today's the day we've been working towards for the past few weeks.  Today's the day that parents dress up, take a picture for the scrapbook, and then drop off their kids for their first day back at school.



It wasn't in the cards for us, though.

The Boy's had tooth pain for more than a week now.  After losing a cap last week, we made an appointment with the dentist to get him checked out and see if the cap was the cause of the pain or if it was something else.  They checked him out, opted to leave the cap off because he has a new permanent tooth pushing in and he's about to lose that tooth soon.  Other than that, he looked fine, or so they thought.

Things were not fine this weekend.  This weekend he spent a significant amount of time crying and curled up in a ball in Mama's lap, which is fine and I loved it, but I'll admit it really has a sucky element to it too when there's not a thing you can do to make it better.  (We were already alternating Tylenol and ibuprofen)

Yesterday he was a bit better and was even heard laughing several times, but this morning was a game changer when he woke up looking like this.


We verified that he's not joined any middle-of-the-night fight club.  Having ruled that out, it was back to the dentist we went.

And then onto an endodontist.

And then to the pediatrician.

It all starts back on April 24th when he came home looking like this.


Apparently he 'tooted' at daycare and it was so loud and so stinky that he fell off his seat laughing so hard.

The next day we went straight to the dentist to have it fixed.


We were sent home with a new tooth and a caution that because the tooth sustained such trauma, it could be fine from here on out or it could (either now or thirty years in the future or at any point in his lifetime) start to die and it may present a problem then.

Well, that point in the future came pretty quickly.

The ruling is that we flush the infection out with an adult dosage of penicillin, give him Tylenol + codeine for pain, and in a few weeks when the swelling is gone the endodontist will go in and do a root canal.  Since the tooth is dead, he won't even have to give him a shot to do the root canal.

In the meantime, we're home.  He's had chicken noodle soup, a dose of Tylenol + codeine, and I see a nap in his future as well.



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Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.

A Long Time Coming


I know that a lot of you that don't have daily interactions with me IRL are wondering what's up.  I basically dropped out of the Blogosphere completely and left a lot of you wondering what's up, and though it coincided with my marriage and new life in another location, it didn't actually have anything to do with that specifically.

I went through what every other blogger goes through at some point.  

Nasty criticism.

And like most bloggers, it came from the realm classified "Friends and Family".

And given that I can hold a grudge like it's got super-glue coating on the handles...it's taken me three years to decide what I should have said up front:  "This blog was never about you to begin with, it's about me."  And similarly, "This blog was never for you to begin with, it's for me."

I enjoy writing.  I enjoy the friends that I met and connected with through writing.  And with only a few exceptions, every follower I earned (and those I lost in my absence) enjoyed me and enjoyed what I shared.

So why stop what I'm doing because a few people don't like it or choose to use it against me?  That's a good question.  

The thing I've learned about my critics is that they're not anyone I'm interested in impressing anyway.  

The thing I've learned about my supporters is that they're fiercely defensive of me (and they exhibit a bit of pack-like behavior, too.)

So, I'm back to blogging.  Not for you, but for me.  And if you have something ugly to say about it....go ahead, it reflects more on who you are than who I am (even if you only say it behind my back).
Please forgive the language, but this seriously made
me laugh!  I couldn't pass up using it!


So say what you want, but don't get upset if I throw you to the wolves for doing it.

And for all my little wolf-like friends and family, thanks for being the reason I want to come back.  Thanks for being my "safe place" and for encouraging me to do what I love.  You're a lot of the reason that writing is a peaceful place for me.



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There's a Hole in the Bucket


Me:  You missed my song!

Husband:  I know, it was giving me a headache!

Me:  Okay, so I'll summarize it for you.  Henry told Liza there was a hole in the bucket so she told him to fix it.  He asked what he should fix it with and she told him a straw.  He said the straw was too long so she told him to cut it.  He asked what he should cut it with and she told him to use a knife.  He told her the knife was too dull and she told him to sharpen it.  He asked what he should sharpen it with and she told him to use a stone.  He said that the stone was too dry so she told him to wet it.  He asked what he should wet it with and she told him to use water.  He asked her how he should get water and she told him to use a bucket and so he reminded her that there's a hole in the bucket.

Husband:  What.  The.  Hell.



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Back in the Groove


Miss me?

Guess what?  I'm back.

Want to find out what all you've missed?

Here's my Instagram.

Here's my Twitter.

And here's me.



Yesterday's makeup, hair unfixed, and no filters.

Know what that means?  I have nothing to hide.

Let the adventure resume.



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