Drawing a line in the sand….
Going to a “cottage” isn’t what it used to be when I was a kid. Hanna will have to learn…
Going to a “cottage” isn’t what it used to be when I was a kid. Hanna will have to learn…
I remember having a conversation with my husband before our first child arrived. It went something like this: Do…
Writing this book would be put on hold once again yesterday in place of grocery shopping. I left the house…
When I got pregnant with Hanna, almost seven years ago, people asked me about my greatest fears. Was it the…
One of my Mommy friends from Hanna’s school let me in on a rather strange and sad grade 1 recess…
It’s 2a.m. and I’m half asleep. The clown to the left of me is Greg. The joker to the right…
I finally had my eyebrow worked on yesterday. And then there were two…
Ellie (age four) said to me from her back-seat think-tank today…. “Mommy, things we can’t see; inside us, air, markers that…