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Tag Archives: the parenthood
Honk If —
My parents’ neighbourhood in North Burnaby is plagued by intersections controlled by four-way stops. Four way stops are hard, I guess, because almost every time I drive to their house, I end up having a conversation with the other drivers … Continue reading
Choosing Your Battles, er, Metaphors
It could be the (nearly) five year old. It could be the boy. It could be being the big brother. It could be the moon. It could be the lack of sleep. It could be sharing a bedroom. It could … Continue reading
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Tagged anger management, growth spurts, the parenthood, trombone, what is she on about now?
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Oh Coffee, My Coffee
I am the child of two coffee drinkers; my mother was a nurse before she had me and drank coffee by the truckload, and my father is Italian. Enough said. In my childhood house, there was always espresso burbling from … Continue reading
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Tagged coffee, misty water-coloured memories, the one the only saint aardvark, the parenthood
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My Eyeballs Might Fall Out Soon But I’m Happy
After last week’s April Manifesto, I carried on living my life for two whole days of healthy, happy madness, and then licked a bad shopping cart or something because Monday morning I woke up feeling distinctly like truck goo. 24 … Continue reading
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Tagged April is Awesome!, books, magazines, sick (again), the parenthood, writers, writing
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On Liking Our Kids
Megan has a daughter who just turned two. The two-year-old is not napping consistently, she’s whiny and needy and wonderful and gorgeous and funny and tantrum-my. Megan is frustrated and desperately needs a spa weekend with five of her closest … Continue reading