Category: Our Daughter

Confessions of a dance pusher

It wasn’t a shady deal in a parking lot where two cars pull up next to each other and try to act casual. It didn’t take place in an alley or in the dark corner of the park. The deals were all made via…

When your kids learn chess … and you can’t

When your kids learn chess ... and you can’t {Heather's Handmade Life}

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…

Knock knock me over

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…

The high cost of kids’ activities

The high cost of kids' activities: How do you explain to a child that they can't do it all? {Heather's Handmade Life}

She just didn’t understand it. To her, it made perfect sense. If she took dance one afternoon, cheerleading another afternoon and gymnastics on a third afternoon, that still left an afternoon free for taekwondo. Plus, you know, a fifth weekday afternoon would be completely…

Riding in cars (with swears)

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…

Taekwondo teaches kids respect, instills pride

Taekwondo teaches respect, instills pride {Heather's Handmade Life}

I didn’t know much about taekwondo, but I kept hearing the same rave review from other parents: “It’s so good for teaching them respect.” Sold! I mean, who doesn’t want respectful kids? We signed up our son last year, when he started Grade 1,…

Our family’s lice scare

Our family's lice scare {Heather's Handmade Life}

Scratch, scratch, scratch. Is it all in my head? Am I just being paranoid or is my head really itchy? (Just try to read this column to the end without scratching your own head. Shudder.) I may not have to worry about pregnancy scares…

When your kids accidentally watch Bad Moms Christmas

The kids and I had a VERY interesting conversation last night, a full eight nights after they returned from a weekend at my mom’s. Apparently, in between repeat viewings of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, they screened … something else. MY INNOCENT CHILD,…

The family that bowls together

The family that bowls together {Heather's Handmade Life}

It’s rare for our family to have a day on the weekend when all four of us are totally free. My husband works most Saturdays and Sundays, so I often feel guilty that our weekends aren’t packed with the cozy family togetherness I see…

Pink ikat recycled lockers

Pink ikat recycled lockers {Heather's Handmade Life}

When we built our daughter’s custom loft bed last January, I really reined myself in with the colours in her room. Muted mauve. Soft pink. Pale grey. Touches of gold, and a tiny bit of dusty rose. I loved the finished look and decided…

How we’re tackling our daugher’s (constantly) messy room

When I picked up a pair of tights with a gummy lollipop stick attached to one leg, I was annoyed at her messy room. Then I found the candy wrappers — she’s not allowed to eat in her bedroom! — and the chewed-up wad…

The 12 days of Christmas vacation

The 12 days of Christmas vacation {Heather's Handmade Life}

On the twelfth day of Christmas vacation, my family sent to me Twelve snacks served daily Eleven whiny demands Ten wicked tantrums Nine loads of laundry Eight spills a-spilling Seven rowdy neighbours Six frantic deadlines Five Mommy meltdowns Four broken Wii remotes Three Advil…