Click. “It’s probably illegal what you’re doing Mama, ” he whispered to me. “It’s okay, baby. Sometimes when you are a proud mama bear, it’s okay to bend the rules a wee bit.” Click. “I really hope you don’t get arrested. That would really spoil Emily’s night. Also, we wouldn’t…
Last year: This year: They change so much over the course of a calendar year. They make new friends, they face new challenges, they grow so very many inches. In the blink of an eye. My children are incredibly special. They are fierce. They are determined. They are kind. They…
On our long drive down to the Corus building allllll the way downtown yesterday, Emily and I discussed many things: how my music is basically torture for her, our favorite high school movies, how she doesn’t actually *want* to see ParaNorman tomorrow, but she will on account of all the…
