Monthly Archives: October 2012

Corn Children Are Better Than Stepford Children, Right?

There’s this thing I do when we are out in public. (See also: on airplanes.) I am acutely aware that there are other people around us—people who may not care for the fact that I have three children in tow. Surprise! Some people don’t love children who don’t belong to…

Leveling The Field—From Canada to Benin

I am absolutely thrilled to be working with Right To Play to help promote and spread awareness about their Level The Field program. I am excited to be paired up with an athlete ambassador—Olympic gold-medalist Kyle Shewfelt—to help spread the word about what Right To Play is doing, specifically, in Benin, Africa on a project called “We Help Children Lead.” Don’t think for a second that Right To Play is about sports equipment and throwing balls around. In fact, on this particular project, they are promoting equality—they are working with children in Benin to engage girls, people with disabilities, children affected by HIV and AIDS, children on the streets, and refugees. They are working to prove that children—all children—can become leaders in their communities. They can have their own voices and they can be heard.

There’s No Use Crying Over…Clothes?

Welcome to little glimpse into my life. For a nice little change since I have been back from Ireland, everything was going swimmingly. Every single person in our household slept until after 10am. Emily did not cry when she was asked to get dressed—first time since March of ’12. I…

Agreeing to Disagree—It’s the New Black, Really

I don’t care much for cake pops. Cake? Yes. Cake that has been crumbled and overhandled and mixed with icing and then dipped in chocolate? Meh. Not for me. They are adorable to look at, however, and it’s amazing to see how much my children like them. More than they…

Toronto Nosebleeds Brown Bread: A New Tradition

I made my own bread this week. It’s okay. I have no idea who I am anymore either.  An Irish highlight for me was waking up each morning on our trip and no matter where we had slept the night before—in a bed & breakfast in Cork, looking out at…

This Would Be Way Easier If I Was In Cirque Du Soleil. Or a Wizard

Are there extra bonus points when you leave your house in the dark (and the rain) to get your ass kicked by your trainer? There should be. Also, here’s my tip of the day. When Kim the Trainer asks you how much pain you were in the day after your…

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