Beautiful One
My grandpa Harry was the kind of guy who would say hi to the kids before the adults and then drop right down on the floor to give us bear rides. He had a drum set in the basement we could bang on. He...
View ArticleI forgot my camera today (Weekly Photo Challenge: Fleeting)
This was taken yesterday. :) I forgot my camera today. I watched two sets of chubby little-kid hands thrust out to get stamped by the lady at the petting zoo admission desk. I stretched back into the...
View ArticleThis is Two
“I love you, Mommy.” Her voice, so new and fresh, whispers in my ear. Tiny, silky-smooth arms grasp my neck, pulling me closer so we are cheek to cheek. The early morning sun splashing on our faces as...
View ArticleNostalgia (Weekly Photo Challenge)
I still remember that hazy, summer Prairie smell that you don’t know unless you’ve lived it; a mix of gravel-road dust, ripening barley and canola, lush poplar leaves and the sun baking everything...
View ArticleI Love Missing You When You Go to Kindergarten
I’ve never had the chance to miss you, my boy. I’ve been at home with you since you were born, over five and a half years. The longest I’ve been apart from you is three hours for a few mornings a week...
View ArticleOur Nighttime Ninja
Late at night when the house is still enough to hear the whirring of the refrigerator and the buzz of the odd car on the road beyond the high trees, there is a stirring. The groaning of a mattress...
View ArticleMy Love/Hate Relationship with Family Swim
Our local pool has $3 swimming for families on Saturday afternoon. Yesterday was a dreary day, too cool for the park, so we headed to the pool with every other family from our neighbourhood. I love...
View ArticleWeekly Photo Challenge: Reflection
This week’s WordPress photo challenge is “Reflection.” I shot this last year on our visit to Alberta. My son is driving a remote-controlled boat beside one of his beloved uncles. Happy Birthday,...
View ArticleFor the days when you want to quit
“I don’t really like my three-year old.” “Sometimes I hate my child and then I feel terrible for thinking that.” Both of these comments were whispered to me by friends. I admit I’ve thought similar...
View ArticleThe Lucky Pie: A Christmas Tradition
My grandma was a doctor’s daughter, one of seven children from a big brick house in a tiny Canadian prairie town. When we were kids my brother and I cross-country skied across the frozen barley field...
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