The Imperfect Parenting Advocate
Everyday we are all inundated with tales of perfect children being perfectly parented by pristine, perfect parents. As much as I may wish that I could claim even one of…
Kid conversations. Or, Being schooled using a banana analogy
So, this conversation happened at my house tonight: 10 year-old: UGH! This banana has a HUGE bruise! Blech! *insert lots of gagging noises* 6 year-old: *insert hand gestures and adult…
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…
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…
Lost socks, found socks and the beautiful mind of my five-year-old
My sunshine. That is what I have called Donut (5) since he was a small baby. He was the happiest baby I had ever seen. Big smiles, easy-going, and sweet,…