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The truth about Allie and Boo

When I first started blogging I was a little nervous about the world of blog. Who would I meet, how much should I share, would anyone even read my ramblings? I also wondered on the fairness of outing my children’s lives. Was it fair to them to tell the world that they are awesome but have bad days? Is it my place to tell some one in Australia (no offense, Bron!) that Allie had a bad day at school or that Boo had a meltdown?

Also, my husband think the internet is the devil and Facebook it’s spawn. That probably colored my thinking.

However I knew that Boo’s experiences were important to share. I knew that OUT THERE I would find some one, any one, who had the same what the heck am I doing  approach to life. Turns out I first met Kristi and then Joy and then a host of other characters (admit it, you are all characters). You don’t have to have a child, or a child with special needs, I just knew that I could reach out and help just one person not have to go through the uncertainty I lived through. I also hoped I would find some one out there that would tell me THIS is what Boo has, THIS is why she is so delayed.

Hey, if the science isn’t there the community might be.

If I touched just one person this blog would have been worth it. But I didn’t touch one person, I made connections with so many that this blog evolved into something more. More than Boo. More than a Mom who suffered from holy crapness. More than the tale of how Allie’s love for Boo transcends and teaches others that sometimes a person is just a person and all the labels in the world do not matter.

I found an extended community and began to feel weird that I wasn’t reaching out to those who love and actually know us if they saw us in the grocery store.

Then I decided to come out of the blogging closet. If felt wrong somehow to be hiding Boo’s accomplishments and stumbles from those who could have immediate impact. Her therapists, her friends, her family, her teachers. The people who might read this blog and say “Hey Kerri let’s try this….”

What I never imagined, though, is that I would actually meet my virtual friends or that real life friends would start calling them Allie and Boo.

I know most of you have guessed that Boo isn’t her real name but neither is Allie. Boo came from when she was in the NICU and I used to say, I know you have a Boo Boo but I am going to make it better (yep, I thought I was all knowing back then). Boo was my secret name for Bridget because in my heart I knew she was more than the Boo Boo. I knew that she would be awesome and spectacular. I would whisper to her, you are my Boo. Maybe not perfect in the conventional way but in the mom way. I love you and will cherish every moment of the time you are with me. This was before I realized she would survive the NICU. It was also during the moment when a NICU nurse asked me her name and I spaced. In my defense I was working on having a C-section 4 days before and about an hour sleep since then. I remembered the little girl in the Monsters Movie, Boo. She was afraid but not only overcame her fear she kicked butt. Bridget became my Boo.  If she could be brave at just a week old, I could suck it up. When I created this blog Boo was the natural name to call her.

Allie though, was different. Allie was Bridget’s approximation of her name. I know, I should have chosen Sunflower so that you would know that is not her real name. But I never imagined a time when one of you would meet her in person. I was trying to protect her identity and her privacy, to some extent.

But then I came out and someone called her Allie. She was kind of like, my name is….Then I met Kate and she gave me a weird look when I was telling a story to her Joe and realized I had never clued her in that Allie’s real name is something different.

I asked Kate what she thought about me coming all the way out with the girl’s names. She said that I have such an honest blog that it would be natural for me to use them. But that I would have some explaining to do! After all I use mine and David’s real name. I put everything out there, the good the bad the ugly and trust all of you not to judge but to offer advice and support. Why wouldn’t I trust you with the girl’s names?

So as of today, I may still call Bridget Boo. Sorry it is just kind of natural for me. But Allie will be her own person, just as she is in real life.

Friends, let me introduce you to Abigail or as she likes to be called Abby. The best big sister Boo could ask for and she is kind of a cool if sarcastic daughter as well.

In Allie’s words….

I have Kate at A Clean Slate to thank for this post. If you liked it, great. If not, blame her! But she thought it would be great to have a post of Allie-isms. I thought, what a great way to start the week and embarrass Allie when she is old enough to read this blog.

Since Allie has A LOT of -isms, here is the first in her new series.

When Allie was in first grade and going for her First Communion she had to learn two prayers. The Our Father and the Hail Mary. Here are her versions:

Hail Mary, full of face, the Lord is with you.
Blessed art you woman.
And blessed be your room, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sunning now and at the our of our death, but I really don’t want to die.

Our father who does art in Heaven
Halloween be your name
The kingdom come
The will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
Give us this day some bread
And forgive us our trespasses even thought I don’t know what that means.
Lead us to the Shirley temples
And I will try not to be evil.

Yes, she actually made her First Communion or as her father said, Her Holy Cookie. 

There are heroes and then….

There are heroes and then there are SUPER HEROES. Those individuals who leapt buildings in a leaping bound, the wonder women with magical bracelets and an invisible plane.

Man, I’d like an invisible plane. That would be super cool.

When I was younger I wanted to be a member of the A-Team. I thought the Colonel Smith was the best, loving it when a plan comes together. Who wouldn’t have a crush of Faceman? I wanted to big brother like BA Baracus (I thought at least one of his necklaces would look good on me). And Madman Murdock? He was just like this Uncle I had…Anyway I thought, as a tween, I would be cool and safe as a member of the A-Team.

Then I grew up.

And I realized the superheroes are not that common. That a plan doesn’t always come together. That you need to sometimes be a BA to get things accomplished. I also realized something else. Superheroes come in all ages.

The woman who hugged another in an elevator.

The father who pushes his son every year in the Boston Marathon.

The soldiers near and afar who put their lives at risk every day so I can sit in my home and drink my wine.

The makers of my wine.

The grandmother who looked at a child having a temper tantrum and told the parents it does get better.

The doctors who saved my daughter’s life.

The therapists who enrich Boo’s life making her the best she can be.

The school teachers who have more patience than Saint Teresa.

The friends and family who answer my HELP ME calls.

The people who run into the emergency rather than running away.

But I do have one SUPER HERO….


Who looks at her sister with love and empathy. Who has adored her sister from the moment they met.

The sister who braved multiple hospitalizations to see her baby sister. The girl that explains to other children that Boo has a “funny” pattern in her brain that makes her “special”. The girl who has attended so many therapy appointments that she can run her own.  Last week, after coming home from a sleep over, Allie took the time to go through Boo’s speech therapy:

Allie: I
Boo: I
Allie: Want
Boo: Want
Allie: To
Boo: To
Allie: Have
Boo: Have
Allie: Cookies
Boo: COOKIES!!!!!

This is a super hero at just nine years old. Allie possess the ability to calm her sister, to hold on while Boo deal with a hazmat situation, who calms a head-banging moment, helps her swing and jump. Allie is the protector and the “mad” girl who cracks Boo up with her antics.  Kind of like the A-TEAM all mixed into one little package.

It helps that she is cute beyond belief.

I hope to she maintains her membership in the hero society. I cannot wait to see how she changes the world.

Who’s your hero?

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ABC’s of blogging

Dana and Kate got on the ABC bandwagon last week and it was fun to learn more about them. Since I am such a dweeb and like knowing random facts about people- here are my ABCs of blogging…

A.    Attached or Single–attached, I usually have a small child attached to my hip.

B.    Best friend–Tia!

C.   Cake or pie–Whoopie Pies

D.   Day of choice–Any day that I don’t have to be perfect

E.    Essential item–diaper bag. You just never know when it’s gonna blow.

F.    Favorite color–Yellow. It just is such a happy color

G.   Gummy bears or worms–Ewww I’m not 8, although Allie says choose the bears and save them for when my pallet expander is out

H.   Hometown–anywhere there is family (corny, yes)

I.      Favorite indulgence–come on, you must know by now!

J.    January or July–July even if it means tourist season has opened

K.    Kids–two, well three if you count the husband, four if you count the dog. Essentially I am freaking out numbered

L.    Life isn’t complete without? Oxygen

M.   Marriage date? I didn’t have a date on my wedding. The groom showed up though

N.   Numbers of brothers/sisters–two brothers and a sister

O.   Oranges or Apples–Apples in an appletini

P.    Phobias–Being without that diaper bag and a hazmat happening

Q.   Quotes–“It’s the first day of school”

R.   Reason to smile–Abby’s expression when I told her I was looking forward to the first day of school.

S.    Season of choice–Fall

T.    Tag 5 people–darn, the link is expired so I can’t tag anyone!

U.   Unknown fact about me–I have never had a beer.
V.    Vegetable–green beans

W.  Worst Habit–laughing at inappropriate times

X.    Xray or Ultrasound–okay, who thought of this one? I would have to say ultrasound because it really is cool to see a baby before it is born.

Y.    Your favorite food–Lobstah

Z.    Zodiac sign–Aquiarias

Now the link-up is closed, but play along! Choose one of the above and tell us about yourself.

21 questions will Allie

Michelle, one of my favorite bloggers, had the best blog idea the other day. (I did warn her I was stealing using her idea. Since it was so funny I decided to share it with you. Michelle came across a list of questions and wondered how her children would answer. Kind of like Liebster questions with funnier answers. Of course after seeing the questions I had to ask Allie….

  1. What is something your mom always says to you?
    1. I love you
  2. What makes your mom happy?
    1. When she gets to sleep in
  3. What makes your mom sad?
    1. When we have trouble doing my homework
  4. How does your mom make you laugh?
    1. By tickling me
  5. What was your mom like as a child?
    1. Just like me, basically, because you had homework, school and stuff like that.
  6. How old is your mom?
    1. I think it was 49 
  7. How tall is your mom?
    1. Okay, stand up—maybe 4 feet? 
  8. What is your mom’s favorite thing to do?
    1. Relax and watch hockey
  9. What does your mom do when you are not around?
    1. Work
  10. If your mom was famous what would it be for?
    1. I would have to say cooking
  11. What is your mom really good at?
    1. Baking
  12. What is you mom not really good at?
    1. Singing 
  13. What does your mom do for a living?
    1. I don’t know the name, but you work near a hospital
  14. What is your mom’s favorite food?
    1. Lobster
  15. What makes you proud of your mom?
    1. You love kids and people (this question took Allie a LONG time to answer)
  16. If your mom was a TV character who would she be?
    1. Rocky from Shake it Up because then you could sing and dance
  17. What do you and your mom do together?
    1. When we have Girls Day
  18. How are you and your mom the same?
    1. There is a couple things: we love each other and we are both girls
  19. How are you and your mom different?
    1. I’m good at dancing
  20. How do you know your mom loves you?
    1. You hug me and tell me all the time
  21. Where is your mom’s favorite place to go?
    1. There’s a couple: The Irish Pub


Abby was pretty spot on with her answers. Other than I am not almost 50 and I am a bit taller than 4 feet. So now I dare you to go ask your children to answer the questions!


Who knew kids came with homework?

I never realized before having children, but apparently I approve of torture.

Based on the past week, I believe Allie will be applying for amnesty. Please tell me I am not the only parent out there that gets a certain amount of glee from knowing my child is suffering as much as I am through the homework process.

Last night after doing my own work at you know work, I came home to not only having to do housework (like feed the children) but also Allie’s homework. Now if it is Allie’s homework what does that have to do with me? Because if it has her name on it doesn’t that put me off the hook?

Apparently not.

After a half hour of math facts, followed by something called Every Day Math (that isn’t) I thought I was in the clear. But wait, there is more!

Me (asking innocently): Allie, what is this study sheet?
Allie: What?
Me: This sheet here about magnets. Do you have a test on it tomorrow?
Allie: What? My show is on.
Me: Allie get back in here.
Allie: But it a new Shake it Up.
Me: I don’t care if it is a new….wait, when did you turn the TV on? Get back in here!
This was followed by an hour, no lie, of me quizzing Allie on magnets. Why an hour you ask?

Me: What surrounds a magnet?
Allie: Iron
Me: Try again
Allie: Air
Me (I swear trying NOT to loose my cool): One more try
Allie: Grass
Me: A magnetic field surrounds a magnet
Me: What surrounds a magnet?
Allie: Air

Husband: Well, in a way she is right

How exactly do teachers get through the day without wine?