Bedtime Tales

Bedtime Tales

It’s bedtime. I’m home by myself this evening so it’s my turn to get the boy to the potty “for a poop AND a pee mom.” Then I sing a little ditty that I made up to entertain myself –...
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Cabin Fever

Cabin Fever

Last week, we made our annual trek to the family cabin on the Sunshine Coast. Sounds idyllic, doesn’t it? And it is wonderfully relaxing to stay at our century old cabin by the sea – ¬†except for the lack of...
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Ode to the Boob

Ode to the Boob

My 2 1/2 year old son is obsessed with the boob. He likes to touch it, squeeze it, pinch it and sing about it. “Mama, boobie, mama, boobie,” he chants. I try not to laugh, wondering how long this obsession...
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Those Terrible Twos

Those Terrible Twos

Two. It’s an age of exploration for my son. A time to push boundaries, to learn, and to grow. Truth be told — two can also be terrible. This morning, the dude ran into our bedroom to wake me up....
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