Lipstick and Shoes

I had just sat down after a super busy day of... errands and getting dinner on and off the table when I noticed something purplish on the bottom of Mr. Conrad's shoe. Oh and before I forget, why is it that it takes hours - well not really hours, but it does feel like hours - to get dinner on the table only for it to be scarfed down in mere nano seconds?) I would love to actually taste the food and take the time to enjoy what I am eating rather than after having only taken one bite, the boys have finished theirs and are asking to play with friends, watch tv or telling me to,"Hurrry up! Don't you know I have practice in two minutes!"
Ok, ok dear reader, I digress. Back to the purple on the shoe.
So, I had just sat down after a full day and noticed something on the bottom of Mr. Conrad's shoe (Yes, his shoes were not put away. gasp!). Hmm? Where did that come from? was the only thought that crossed my mind as I collapsed on the couch. It wasn't until the next day at approximately the same time as I was collapsing on the couch that I noticed my white rug (Ok so it is not really white - anymore - people. It is more of a grey. What do you expect with four boys who insist on keeping their shoes on inside the house despite my protestations and my threatening to throw their shoes away? And their insisting that,I "It's ok we have hard wood floors!" GAH! I can't win). So I put up with a grey rug that used to be white. But now dear reader....... It is not only grey. It is grey with purple spots. Yes. Purple. Spots.
Remember the 'something purplish' I saw earlier on Mr. Conrad's shoe? Turns out it was lipstick. Yep.
We all knew that he was a ladies man, but how did he get lipstick on his shoe?! It's not mine. I hardly ever wear lipstick and I am pretty sure purple is not my clour. Conundrum of the century.

Bards & Brews

Yes, it's true dear reader. I spoke at a place called Primrose and Tumbleweeds that hosts monthly book readings of local authors and also boasts the largest selection of Oregon beer and wine. I did not partake as I do not dirink, but I hear that they have some of the best Hungarian mushroom soup. I will have to try it next time.
It was a lovely evening of authors reading from their works taking us into the minds of those who have a penchant for the written word. I loved every second of it.
Below is a link to my tiny bit.


Author Pamela Jean Lyman Speaks at Hillsboro Bards & Brews www.youtube.comPamela Jean Lyman, author of IN THE COMPANY OF ANGELS, speaks and reads from her work at downtown Hillsboro's Bards & Brews presented by NIWA. Bards & Brews ...

Time to Say Goodbye

At the end of August we will say good-bye to our caregiver of three years. 

She quietly and sweetly made her way into our hearts in a way I will never forget and 

will forever be grateful.

Not being familiar with Angelman Syndrome didn't prevent her from learning how our son operates, what makes him tick and how to help him.

She did all this with love and kindness with a dose of firmness only she could provide.

Thank you dear B, we love you and are so excited for your new adventure and wish you the greatest luck possible. For you deserve all of lifes good things.

Are you looking at me?

Dear Reader,
I have never been bothered by people looking (staring) at Conrad.  But now that he is older he has a larger audience of people stopping to look as he rolls by in his red adaptive stoller playing on my iphone - every now and then holding it up for me to put it back to the photos - or trying to grab every single thing made of paper or plasitc he can get his hands on or doing his favorite heavy breathing act (Matt says he enjoys breathing more than the rest of us). But at the store today it was different.

Maybe it was because I am white flour and sugar deprived as I try to get my health in top notch shape or maybe it was because it is now spring break and not one of my kids wanted to spend time with me - even after I took them all to lunch, even Connie, he just wanted to be in his bed watching a movie - or maybe it was because I battle depression (the Big D as we call it at our house) and today I was in full battle mode.

At any rate the stares aggravated me.

I left the store holding back the tears. I pulled up in front of my house and saw my oldest boy, Ben,  hanging out with three of his buddies. They were working on their scooters in the driveway and my heart lifted as I watched them working together and it lifted a little more as they said hi to Conrad and moved so that he could get past them. It lifted again as I walked inside the house to find the phone ringing, and hearing  my youngest, Wilson, calling to see if he could play a particular video game - he wanted to make sure it was ok with me. Then it was lifted even more as Conrad gave me his ultra smile as he led me to his room and climbed in his bed and waited paitently for me to turn on a movie for him to watch. It was as if he was saying, "Mom, I know you are a bit low today, so go have a break. I'm good."
Thank you guys. I think I will.

boy bites horse

Dear Reader,

Just as I was about to crawl back into bed the other day (the day started off quite poorly), I happened upon the most brilliant blog. It saved my day. Truly! It is written by a father on behalf of his son with AS. And it is SO funny.  I then spent an indefinate amount of time reading nearly every one of their posts; giggling my brains out. It was very therapeutic.

I sometimes get so caught up in the 'hard' things required of me in raising a child with special needs that I forget to mention or give voice to all the sweet, funny and miraculous things that happen on a daily basis. 

In fact! Did you know that we were told Conrad would never walk? Well he does. It just took him a bit longer - FOUR years longer. Did you also know that we were told that Connie would not know that we love him? HA! I am happy to report that I did not believe that for one second. For anyone that knows Conrad and has seen him with his dad, his brothers, me, or any number of his extended family knows that this is simply not true.
Just the other day his Grandpa H let him 'play' with his scruffy face (which translates into- letting Conrad pretty much do anything he wants to your face-scratch it, pinch it pull on it rub it, and maybe getting a bit of dribble in your mouth all while laughing hysterically) Tell me that is not mutual love at its finest.

Please check out Christyan and Diane Fox's blog-you'll be glad you stopped by!
http://www.boybiteshorse.co.uk/not-swimming-with-dolphins/

tv debut

Here is our TV debut. My only hope was that they would have shown some more interaction between all the boys. (George was upset not to see himself on tv) But overall I really like it.
Thank you Amy and Justin for doing such a wonderful job.


http://www.koinlocal6.com/content/seenon6/story/Hillsboro-mother-writes-book-on-Angelman-Syndrome/gtPjwrsTGEeKr79sQxkvWQ.cspx

tv star?

 

 Hello there dear reader!

Yesterday KOIN 6 Local News came to interview me and Conrad about my book, "In The Company Of Angels". It started with them taping Conrad as he got off the bus and then walking down to meet his brothers at their bus stop. As soon as Conrad saw the camerman (Justin) he started to perform: giving coy looks, laughing and hugging and just overall being a ham. I think he was born for the spotlight! He really knows how to capture and hold an audience (he was much more comfortable and natural than I was) After we retrieved the twinkies from their bus stop (and the novelty of having a camercrew in our house wore off - a bit) the real interview began. I was miced (cool), told where and how to sit and where to look - not at the camera! The beautiful Amy Frazier then began the interview. She made me feel very comfortable - like we were just having a conversation between friends. She asked me everything from why did I write this book and what I want for Conrad. It was incredibly emotional and exhausting but an incredible treat and such a great opportunity to raise awareness for Angelman Syndrome.