I can count on one hand the number of times Mr Hockey Coach and I have gotten snappy at one another, and lemme tell ya… 10 pm on Saturday after 12 hours of packing, traveling and unloading a U-Haul truck is one way to expedite the cranky-getting-process. As I tore open boxes in the kitchen… Continue reading BEWARE: The Monctonian Move Monster
The worst-kept secret in the history of candy is that F and I dressed up to go trick-or-treating last night. I’d like it out on the books now that I make very realistic elephant sounds, and if you play your cards right I may just show you one day. You bring the wine. F has… Continue reading Trick-or-Treat!
This year, F decided he wanted to be a giraffe for Hallowe’en. I’ll admit I was a little disappointed he chose a giraffe because I had totally been excited for him to be the Hulk (kid Hulk smashes like NOBODY’s business). But, I swallowed my pride and returned the Hulk costume and came to accept that… Continue reading The Elephant In The Room
Sometimes, parenting doesn’t look quite the way we thought it would. Life doesn’t always play out exactly the way we want it to. Sometimes, it’s the complete opposite. While I usually find this to be a good thing, it can be so hard to see a positive outcome at the end of a long, dark tunnel.… Continue reading The Different Faces of Parenting
It’s almost unimaginable that two years have passed since this photo was taken. A lot has happened in two years, and while it hasn’t all been a walk in the park there isn’t a single thing I’d change. I can’t count high enough to possibly ever count all of my blessings, but I’m thankful for… Continue reading 1, 2, 3…
