My heart was broken last week + a rant
Some of you, maybe all of you, may know that I supervise lunch hour and afternoon recess at a couple of our local schools. At one school, I police kindergarten…
Is it just me?
Is it just me or is this school year just not grooving yet? I cannot seem to fall into my lunch and snack making routine. I cannot get the hang…
Summer 2015 Bucket List – The Final Update or The post in which I come clean about all of my shortcomings.
I’ve put off this final update as long as I could. My babes go back to school in five days (insert this mama’s tears here) and while I’m working on…
Almost three weeks in, time for a 2015 Summer Bucket List Check-In
I thought today may be a good time check in with my Summer 2015 Bucket List and take stock of how I’m doing, where I’m winning and where I’m tanking.…
If you say ‘Excuse me’ it won’t stink and other sound bytes from my minion army
I may have mentioned this once or twice before, but I love my kids. I may have even given them their own hashtag (or pound sign, as I still insist…
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At the end of the school year, I bake treats and write nonsensical letters
We all have our traditions, and this has become one of ours. In a nutshell, I bake treats for the teachers at the school where two of my smalls attend…
March Break Instalment of Things My Kids Say
MONDAY We were driving home from Newmarket, after a semi-satisfying lunch at Costco, (for the kids, I behaved and stuck to sipping my Diet Pepsi and pretended not to be…
Child conversations that age me instantly
Miss Moon is four years old. Her friend, Miss L. is five years old. They were planning a dance party afterschool in the kids’ living room. This conversation transpired: Miss…
It’s not that I’m a bad mother
It is just that I am not as good of one as I want to be, unintentionally pretend to be, wish I were and want others to believe that I…
I needed something nice to happen this week
I really, really needed something nice to happen. And just when I think that I am out of luck, it happens. And I have my eight-year-old son to thank. As…