Post-it Note #10: The Sting of Life

I’ve had it with insects this week.  Tired of bugs.  A few days ago the family was outside playing frisbee.  My oldest daughter and I were sitting in the grass.  She is Autistic with very limited language, so she never made a sound, but I noticed she flinched.  I looked over at her and there…

Post-it Note #9: October!

                                                                                                                                                                                     Fall has arrived!  The leaves are starting to change.  The apples are in season.  Starbucks has pumpkin lattes.  What’s not to love?  Autumn is my favorite season of all.  In the south it is our reward for surviving the misery of Summer.  As our cousin in NY says, it’s God’s gift to the North…

Post-it Note #3: Pimples! Yikes!

“MOOOMMMMM!!! What is this stuff on my nose????” Says my 12 year old son.  He’s grown tall and lanky in the last few months and his voice is starting to squeak. “Well Buddy, those are pimples.” “WHAT? Pimples.  No way.  These can’t be pimples.” “Well, I’m afraid they are.  It’s time for them.” “NOOOOOOOOO.” He went…