Well yes, of this blog - but more than that. Emily is starting to make serious inquiries into the existence of Papa Noel, Father Christmas, Sinterklaus - you know - Santa. Last week, she started telling me, yet again, how... [...]
On Saturday, we had dinner with friends. Towards the end, Joe introduced the "Gizzard Getter" and delighted- his daughter with the threat of his hooked fingers. Emily turned to me and swooped in to poke me in the throat. I... [...]
It is American Thanksgiving, and the delicious cream cheese and crackers I prepared and ate for my festive holiday meal truly hit the spot. For in Montreal it is a Thursday. Like any other, except that it snowed and hailed... [...]
It wouldn't be the first time that it took me while to clue into what is happening right in front of me. Which is what has happened...again. Apparently, ClubMom is closing it's doors, Mom Blogs included. While I had seen... [...]
Since September, I have been the Teaching Assistant in an undergraduate class focusing on children's literature. Some, but not all, of these students are Education majors, training to become teachers. We spend lots, LOTS of time talking about what is... [...]
It is winter. Emily is beginning the winter with Four Scarves Eight Hats Twelve Pairs of MATCHING Gloves/Mittens Of course, she did not start out with the twelve pairs of matching mittens. No sir. When I opened the bag, I... [...]
This is what I have become. The great Spelling Ogre. I went over Emily's homework tonight ( next On "I hate Homework Too" Parents who want to drink a gallon of vodka before facing their 9 year olds homework) and... [...]
When I was Emily's age, I loved the rides at the Vermont State Fair. The Yo-Yo, the Avalanche, the Wheel of Impending Death, it made no matter. I would ride and ride - never feeling queasy, never feeling anything but... [...]
Apparently, the suggestion that we go out and buy her new underwear today was enough to send my kid over the mother loving edge. She was down to two pair of serviceable underwear. It isn't as if I have some... [...]
Emily has joined Brownies. I am conflicted. On the one hand, I KNOW that this is a good organization, with a long history of service. I KNOW that she enjoys her time in the Brownie meetings. On the other hand,... [...]
On Wednesday, I sat on the porch and handed out candy to the trick or treaters who came to my house. There were the usual assortment of Pumpkins, Princesses and Super Heroes. I can discern Witches and Goblins and "dead... [...]
If I were the queen of the world, I would require every new teacher to spend time in the homes of the children to whom they assign homework - during the evening, as homework is being done. I think this... [...]
when the parents of children who trick of treat pray for the quick end of the day so that they can stop being asked when trick of treating will begin. Spooky indeed. [...]
On Friday, Emily turned to me and said this: "Hey! Today is a full moon! That means you must be close to your period!" Wha-wha-WHAT? Sometimes I feel like I am being watched a little too closely. [...]
Terrance has been away all week. This has meant that Emily has been subjected to her mother's cooking. And I'm not a BAD cook - I just like odd combinations of things. Or things my daughter thinks are weird. Or... [...]
I recently wrote an open letter to the producers of the shows my daughter watches. I praised the job they were doing - overall - with the portrayal of young women. I mentioned,in that letter that I would be all... [...]
On Fridays, I volunteer in Emily's school library. During my shift, I see three of the four kindergarten classes for their French Library time. I sing along with them to the simple songs and rhymes they learn in French...as it... [...]
The other night Emily was laying about in my bed - complaining about her French Homework....which she was doing, but not happily, nor willingly. I was trying to be as supportive as possible, speaking as a person who knows NO... [...]
You know when you KNOW something? You know - as a parent. You see the event unfolding in your mind - step by step. No psychic flash or exciting event - just the parental spidey sense of "Oh Dear. This... [...]
I would like to thank the Universe for evening things out so quickly. It seems that the payback for having an evening out with friends - an evening in which I wore heels and Makeup - an evening in which... [...]
