Last year, the first day of school started with lots of nerves, both on my part and on theirs. It was a new school. We didn’t know anyone, we didn’t know where to go. This year, we walked to the back of the school and three children—a seventh grader, a…
Sometimes parenting is the kind of awesome that makes you want to cry tears of joy. How did I get so lucky that this is my lot in life? Most of the time, actually. Sometimes though. Sometimes parenting is hard, dirty, sticky, stinky, exhausting, frustrating, noisy. Sometimes I just have…
Last year, after spending four days at Kellerman’s Clevelands House in Muskoka, my children talked about it for days, weeks, months after. No joke. Over dinner one evening, I asked my kids if they would visit anywhere on earth, where would they chose. Emily said, “London, obviously. With some poking…
