Tag: Childhood

Our Most Precious Commodity (a thank you to teachers everywhere)

Nine months ago I held my little five-year-old’s hand and led him up the stairs to a new phase of life. I squeezed it tight and held my breath, because secretly I was just as nervous as he was. His Thomas the Train backpack… Continue Reading “Our Most Precious Commodity (a thank you to teachers everywhere)”

Observations of a Mother

When my first son was a baby, we had an absolutely amazing paediatrician. My husband and I, naive, brand-spanking new young parents, hung on to his every word, did everything he said, and took every little bit of advice as gospel truth. If he… Continue Reading “Observations of a Mother”

What Friendship Is All About

I’ve been reminiscing about those good old days of high school lately. Maybe it’s getting back in touch with old and dear friends, maybe it’s receiving that ten year reunion invitation, maybe it’s coming across this jackpot of memories while cleaning up photo boxes… Continue Reading “What Friendship Is All About”

That Sweet Smell of Septic Stench

I’ll be honest. Being a septic tank specialist was never an occupation I had aspirations of becoming growing up. In fact, it takes every ounce of energy to will myself to clean the bathrooms once a week. After the past few days, however, my… Continue Reading “That Sweet Smell of Septic Stench”

Slugs and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails…

Back in college my roommate and I were asked to go on a double date. The guys asking happened to be cousins and spent the entire night laughing about the most crazy and ridiculous things they’d done growing up. One story I remember from… Continue Reading “Slugs and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails…”

My Thoughts on Monkeys and Tests…

Years ago when our oldest son was not quite two I remember having a conversation while eating lunch. It went about like this: Mom: “…so Daddy is a boy and Mommy is a girl.” R: “Auntie M a girl?” Mom: “Yep, and uncle A… Continue Reading “My Thoughts on Monkeys and Tests…”

Becoming a Country Girl

Last week a friend asked me, “Do you just love living out here?” I have to admit that I hesitated. After she left I felt ashamed. We really do live in a beautiful place. A stream running in the front, a pond with a… Continue Reading “Becoming a Country Girl”

Nightmare at the Grocery Store

I like to think that I’m not alone in having a horror story like this. The grocery store can take on a feel of a house of terror when you have little “helpers,” and this trip wasn’t any different from others. I’d put off… Continue Reading “Nightmare at the Grocery Store”