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Real, True Conversations

Today, over morning snack: Me: What would you guys like to do this morning? Trombone, almost-5: I don’t know, maybe go to the Burnaby library? Fresco, age 3: We just WENT to the library. Trombone: Not the Burnaby one. And … Continue reading

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Notes from Mother’s Journal: Burn Those Shoes

Along with dolls that whine at you and Kraft Dinner Flavoured Crackers, today’s thing I don’t understand: squeaky shoes for children. Not shoes that squeak; I used to have a co-worker whose shoes were creaky, like an old door, which … Continue reading

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