Tween girls, these creatures who have one foot in childhood and the other in teenage-dom, they are something else. 😀 Continue reading “Feisty, spunky tween girls”
Disclaimer: I understand that many/most people have bigger fish to fry while the world is falling apart than to sit and contemplate this vanity-induced post here, so if you do comment, please be kind (but still honest) – I have no qualms blocking anyone if you attack or put down someone’s opinion on my blog.
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Once upon a time when I was young and stupid, I dated some people I shouldn’t have.
Recently, I reflected on some comments one of them made, that have me irked. (sorry not sorry)
Here’s one that surfaced today: Continue reading “Letting (her/yourself) go”
At least I’m reclined outside in the sunshine. And, I’m directing, vocally across the hallway into the kitchen, my tween girl’s cheesecake baking efforts. 🍰
THIS is the reason to have children. 😀 Continue reading “Current state: cake-less and reclined”
While some places are opening up and allowing hair salons and barber shops to invite business back into their establishments, Toronto isn’t there (yet).
But here’s the thing:
Yesterday a member of my family complimented one of my kids to me. It was about politeness.
Earlier today I texted a friend that I had a list and I was going to be productive and get things done. After all, it was raining, gloomy and cold; what better time to stay indoors and get some chores tackled?
My friend checked in with me a few hours later assuming, incorrectly, that I had accomplished at least some of the tasks.
He was, of course, wrong.
Wanna know some breaking news from my household?
The girl child accidentally found my chocolate and candy stash I hid at the beginning of lock-down. Mainly from the teenager. Continue reading “Elusive chocolate and candy stash: mom vs teenagers edition”
Continuation of A surprise adventure (part 1)
By the time I returned from the other side of the neighbourhood with the kidnapped dog at about 9:15 am, my house smelled like bacon.
Then I saw the teenager at the table eating breakfast. My eyes almost fell out of my head… 😄
He’s up! At what he calls the crack of dawn!
Let this be a lesson to you:
Bacon wakes the dead. And, apparently, teenage boys too. 😂
Yesterday, on a whim, I contacted our dog-owning friends to ask them a question.
“Will you let me kidnap your Schnoodle?” I asked [not so] innocently.
For the most part, the kids are self-sufficient with their remote learning aka homeschooling. They’re tween and teen and tech savvy enough to figure out most of it on their own.
You knew there would be a but, right?