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 …
The other day my daughter was a bit grumpy because she dropped her straw in the potty and I insisted we had to throw it out (they may be low, but I have standards). Potty took so long that I forgot the warming peanut butter toast in the toaster oven – oops! Too hot, and …
Wow, what an amazing baby day. Okay, I was near my edge a couple of times when she dumped out her food and it took over an hour to leave the house … but a full day of intense time with her leaves me loving her more and more, and feeling more fully in the …
I’ve been thinking about the work I do and the things I fantasize about, and how they do and don’t line up, and whether they should. I don’t think they need to. As evidenced by what I write and read about, I am passionate about: decluttering; personal finance; how amazing my baby is; breastfeeding and …