It was the moment when Penguin bites off that guy’s nose — and blood rushes down his face — that I wondered if maybe Batman Returns was not a suitable film for our children, who are six and four. OK, that’s not entirely true.… Continue Reading “Should they be watching that?”
I’m going to buy a big canvas and cover it with painted phrases that no one will really understand except me. That’s because the canvas will contain my manifesto — a list of personal commandments that will help me live my happiest life. One… Continue Reading “My own mommy manifesto”
“How about … $20 for the main level, $30 for the basement and $40 for upstairs?” our six-year-old son asked casually. I almost choked on my tea. Keep in mind, we were negotiating a reasonable rate for the “extra” chore of vacuuming — not… Continue Reading “Money, allowance, and paying extra for chores”
Our six-year-old son got his class assignment as part of his report card, in the form of a nice welcoming letter from his Grade 1 teacher. There was a flurry of Facebook-ing amongst the parents-of-Primaries I have as Facebook friends, and it looked like… Continue Reading “Can you choose your kids’ friends?”
It is a strange day when your child can suddenly out-eat you — a grown adult. I always knew it was coming, but I never thought it would happen at the age of six. Our son was a year and half when his little… Continue Reading “Little kids, big appetites”