I’m all about the paradigms. I like to have a model, masterplan or general theory to guide pretty much anything I do. So when it comes to parenting, I’ve been both amazed at how untheoretical (i.e., random) I am in my approach, and also eager to apply something that I can believe in (i.e., attachment …
Leaving the house the other morning I felt something I haven’t felt in a long time: a slight coolness in the air. The very first sign of fall. Though the day warmed up to the mid-30s, the morning temperature gave away the approaching change of seasons. I have mixed feelings about fall this year. To …
Driving home tonight from a visit to my brother-in-law and kids who are camping for the weekend. A fun evening with swimming in the lake! Baby’s happy in the back seat, talking about what we’re doing. “Go to town. In town.” Yes, we’re going into town! “Go to town in bed.” That’s right! We’ll go …
The weekend is here! The weekend is here! Oh, I could use a weekend.Life has felt crazy lately. Husband is renovating morning and night. Baby was sick and I was sick. Packing needs to happen, though it isn’t; renovations require my input and shopping skills. And school starts up in a couple of weeks and …
Real sentences, people! To her cousin: “Mitchoo, come to tabuh and eat” About her clothes: “Look new outfit A’ya!” After pronouncing her hands “dirty” when she’s been digging into her purple crayon, and I ask her “Why are your hands dirty?” “Because put poopuh on hands A’ya!” About the bees: “Bees make honey for A’ya!” …
The things babies say and do are so beautiful and pure that my heart cracks. Where do these lovely people come from? Baby & I were trying to go down for a nap as she rolled around the bed and on top of me. After putting her head on my chest, I asked her if …
Resisting the idea of a bath last night: “Already all clean!” while swiping a hand across her chest. On passing a yellow car on the road to work this morning: “Mo yayo ‘side mama A’ya” Resisting my offer of avocado or other food: “Date! Mo Date!” Colouring in her colouring book last night: “I do …
Saturday morning, baby and I met my parents at 7:50 in the morning to pick blueberries. It’s the third year baby has been to this spot to pick berries. The first year, I was pregnant, getting ready for mat leave, and tired. I was also looking ahead to a winter of smoothies, and couldn’t fathom …
When I was young I liked to read comics. My favourites were Peanuts – I must have had 50 – 100, and I read them repeatedly. I think the appeal was escaping into a contained, idealized world where the seasons rolled round regularly, there was community, people played together, worked together and did identifiable fun …
“Fine me, fine me!” baby was asking for a few days before I figured out she wanted to play hide and seek. She runs into one of her favourite corners of the room and stands, back to the wall, a shy, proud, excited smile on her face. I wander the basement, calling her name and …