It’s always scarier at night. This is what I try to remind myself when my anxiety is spiraling out of control in the middle of the night because one of the kids is really sick. Throwing up is awful, but not worrying because I… Continue Reading “It’s always scarier at night”
I admit it — my husband and I are junk food junkies. We have been long before we got together in Grade 11, and our earliest dates centered around McDonald’s. (This was back in the “good old days” when a $5 bill covered one… Continue Reading “Kids and junk food”
When our six-year-old neighbour came over last week with a chessboard under his arm, I was gobsmacked. “You … you know how to play chess?!” I asked, incredulously. “Our kids know how to play checkers,” I thought. “He must be using the set to… Continue Reading “When your kids learn chess … and you can’t”
I’m done with this week. Or really, I should say “this week is done with me.” It won. It beat me. I give up. Someone I love passed away, far too young, and we say good-bye to her on Tuesday. It was only the… Continue Reading “Knock knock me over”
One of the nicest things about living in small-town Nova Scotia is that it takes us less than five minutes to drive just about anywhere we need to go. The only “traffic” is twice a day at a handful of especially-busy intersections where you… Continue Reading “Riding in cars (with swears)”