It's the Little Things...

When I think about my life priorities, they fall in this order: 1. God 2. Family and Friends 3. Coffee. In C’s 25 months of life, he’s picked up on that. Coffee (or Cokee) was probably one of his first 50 words. When C was 6 months old, my best friend bought him What Every Child Needs To Know About Coffee ,  and his love for coffee has only grown from there! A few weeks ago, my best friend, C and I went to a fun little coffee shop in the town where we work. The have a great play nook for kids complete with...a kids coffee machine! C LOVED it (I think because it helped him feel like an adult), so we rushed to the store and found him one of his very own ...                                                          This has been one of his favorite toys of the past month! I LOVE Melissa and Doug toys. They are great quality and so colorful and engaging for young children. There are so many learning opportunities with this fun toy! To name a few… Sequencing First

Confession: Before I had C, I literally knew NOTHING about little boys. Sure, I’d worked with 75% boys being a SLP in schools for 5 years, but I knew nothing really about parenting little boys. Two of my worries included How would I teach a little boy to be a nice person and What type of quality literature was written for little boys (my mom is a reading specialist, so quality literature is important….and you never truly understand the importance of quality literature until you’re asked to read Happy Troll-o-ween! (DreamWorks Trolls) (Pictureback(R))   on repeat for a week, just a side note). At my first shower, one of my oldest friends gave me Little Blue Truck board book .  I read it once and fell in love. It’s one of C’s favorites, too, with the sweet truck and lots of fun farm animals. Luckily for us, there’s a whole series of Little Blue Truck  books now! Each book has a sweet theme, teaches social skills and packs in lots of early speech/language skills, too! Li

About 5 years ago, I was picking up an almond milk latte on the way home from work when I received a call from my husband, Jacob. “Hey,” he said, “I’ve been in a car accident. I need you to meet me.” At first, I figured it was just a fender bender, but as I drove my thoughts got the best of me and I started to worry. He’s fine. It’s fine. I told myself. If he wasn’t ok, he wouldn’t have been able to call you. He didn’t say anything about being hurt. I drove the 15 minutes (which felt like 15 hours) to meet him in a McDonald’s parking lot. He had just finished getting me a new tire when a teenager driving an SUV slammed into my poor Mazda 3. Tears rushed to my eyes and broke through like water bursting through a levy. Jacob was completely fine, buy my car was crushed, airbag deployed and everything. I sobbed thinking about how bad this could have been and praised God for His mercy on the situation. My car was towed and we became a 1 car family until we could get a rental from insuranc