Single mom. Writer. Lover of life. Because creating a life by design takes moxie.
During our drive this morning my 13-year old daughter, Samantha, and I realized that there’s a long weekend come up: Victoria Day weekend (yayyy to that!). Despite our delight, the conversation that followed demonstrates the level of cynicism my kids have to endure. Samantha: “What’s Victoria Day?” Me: “I don’t know. Something about a queen.” [...]
Before earning my black belt in raising kids, I naively believed that the difference between boys and girls was a conveniently made-up myth. After all, I rationalized, how could such a small part of the male anatomy dictate such a big difference between the behaviour of children? Men, I could accept (if not understand) but [...]
If you’re old enough to have moved out of your parent’s house, you’ve likely realized by now that some of your parent’s habits – the ones you grew up with and come to think of it, remember quite often rolling your eyes about – are indeed eccentricities. This new perspective on the differences between adult [...]
Once upon a very long time ago, my children believed that I was a gourmet chef and we lived happily ever after. But that’s when they were young and naive and also believed in the tooth fairy. Things are different today. As it turns out, wisdom really does come with age. With two of my [...]
There’s nothing like a little one-on-one time with your kids. And yesterday I got to do just that with Samantha, my 13-year old daughter. First we went shopping for a few unmentionables (no seriously – I’m not allowed to mention what we were shopping for), then we decided to stop for a bite to eat. [...]
Son: Why does the TV look like that? Me: Because once upon a long time ago, TV shows were in black and white only. They didn’t have the technology to show colour. Son: Oh, you mean like 1998? Me: Yes. Exactly like 1998.
Is it just me or are weekends made out of this big abyss of a time warp? One minute you’re thinking, “Yayyy, it’s the weekend! And I’m going to . . . Get. So. Much. Done.” And the next minute you’re realizing that it’s Monday and you’ve done NOTHING. Following are a few questions that [...]
A few weeks after the world was supposed to end, Jonathan decided to celebrate the continuation of humankind by going snowboarding. Only he ended up commemorating his mortality by breaking his arm. (True story. And you can read about it here.) While we were in the hospital waiting room (the size of a cattle holding [...]
Last Saturday Jonathan, my 14-year old son, broke his arm while snowboarding. Now as terrible as that sounds, I have to say that he was quite the trooper. Although women have been proven to be better with pain than men (with all the hype around giving birth, etc.), I personally don’t know if I would [...]
1. Good morning! (*said first AND with a smile*) 2. I was thinking of doing my own laundry today – but first I’m going to refold what’s been sitting on my dresser for the past 8 months. 3. That’s okay. I actually PREFER the generic ones. They’re so much cheaper than the brand name and [...]
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