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Great moments in parenting – the birthday party fail edition

30 January 2013 Lucas

I thought I had it all under control. Clearly, I did not. Poor Lucas, poster boy for the third child, has reached the ripe old age of five and has never had a birthday party. Knowing this, we started making plans to ensure he actually got one this year in December, even though his birthday […]

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26 June 2012 How I love the Interwebs

When I started this blog a million years ago, one of the dreams I held was that I might some day have my writing published in a major glossy magazine. My storytelling focus has wandered from my keyboard to my camera over the years, but I have never lost my love of telling a good […]

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The wisdom of Simon

18 March 2012 Simon

Simon and I in the car, chatting amiably as we drive back from buying new school shoes for Simon, when a propos of nothing he says, “You know, you’re really lucky to have such a smart dad.” The non-sequitor throws me for a loop and I’m quiet for a minute, wondering where this is coming […]

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Protected: A love letter to Simon, age 8

1 February 2012 Simon

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Protected: A love letter to Simon, Age 7

1 February 2011 Simon

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Protected: A love letter to Simon, age 6

1 February 2010 Simon

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Protected: Love letter to Simon, Age 5

1 February 2009 Simon

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(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday: My back-to-school boys

3 September 2008 Ah, me boys

Simon’s first day of Junior Kindergarten! (My babies! What happened to my babies???)

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4022

5 July 2008 Meta-blogging

Four-thousand and twenty-two. It’s Simon’s magic number, a quantity that delineates anything between a lot and infinity. As in, “Is my time out done yet? Because I’ve been here for 4022 minutes.” Or, “When I grow up, I’m going to have 4022 webkinz.” Or, “Do I have to eat another pea? I already ate 4022 […]

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I swear that’s not what his birth certificate says

4 April 2008 Ah, me boys

I’m feeding Lucas and Tristan is in the kitchen colouring, out of sight but not earshot around the corner. Simon is engaged in some sort of imaginary play that involves a lot of talking. I can hear him stumbling over an idea. Simon: Mommy! Me: Yes, Simon? Simon: What’s my second name? Me: Francis. Simon: […]

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