• parenting

    Raising a gifted child.*

    *fingers crossed. It’s hard having a gifted child and I should know this better than most, because, recently I’ve discovered  I have one myself.  He’s about yea high, and about so-so wide, he has eyes, a nose, a tongue and not to boast, but two ears – which I’m happy to announce have found an ideal home on either side of his head.  At age two he’s already packed so much into life that it puts mere mortals to shame – he’s slept for most it, defecated for a large portion of it, learnt to say ‘cock’ when he means ‘chicken’ and managed to make my once pert breasts now…