Category: It’s all about me

I’m 32 and sleep with a stuffed animal

… but really, that’s not the point of this post. The point is that MY STUFFED ANIMAL IS HAVING A BETTER SUMMER THAN ME. Seriously. It all started when we (ahem, my husband) forgot to pack Billy Bunny when we were heading home from… Continue Reading “I’m 32 and sleep with a stuffed animal”

"Mommy doesn’t go under water."

Mommy doesn’t go under water, I explained to the kids when they asked me to jump off the diving board. Mommy doesn’t like getting her hair wet. I hadn’t been under water for a decade at least, except for the few times I went… Continue Reading “"Mommy doesn’t go under water."”

Working from home … on vacation

We’re heading home today after nearly a week in sunny southern Ontario. (Yup, just like we did right around this time last year.)  What’s that thing people say — if you’re travelling with kids, it’s a trip, and if you’re travelling without kids, it’s… Continue Reading “Working from home … on vacation”

Desperately seeking a fresh approach

I’m that person that constantly moves around the living room furniture, just for a change. I don’t even remember all of the different combinations. Sometimes I move things around in a way that isn’t really functional, just for the sake of something NEW, visually.… Continue Reading “Desperately seeking a fresh approach”

Why I sew my kids’ clothes

Why I sew my kids' clothes

Sometimes when people find out I sew almost all of my kids’ clothes, they get weirded out. I totally get it. It probably would have sounded insane to me a few years ago. Like, what, are you trying to channel The Sound of Music… Continue Reading “Why I sew my kids’ clothes”