Hungry pandemic teenagers

Disclaimer: this is an attempt at some silly humour. If you’re [still] a snowflake and can’t take my attempt of describing a slice of life in a locked-down, metropolitan 🇨🇦 family, best piss off before leaving a passive aggressive comment. Sorry not sorry.

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The apocalyptic stash of Pringles is now officially gone.

I bought three cans and a few bags of chips before this all happened, and the boys have been out twice for supplies since we sequestered ourselves in our home in IDK, 14, 15 days now.

The chips are gone. All of them. 😶

I find myself facing a dilemma. It appears I no longer have a choice here.

I’m going to lock my teenager in the shed. 😛 Continue reading “Hungry pandemic teenagers”

A wonderful, little thing…💟

Alert: heavy eye-rolling emojis ahead. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

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Those of you who read here even occasionally know I have a teenager.

My teen-aged boy is the light of my life, even though he’s driving me nuts. 🙃

Continue reading “A wonderful, little thing…💟”

Why leave the city to see wildlife…

My hunters are back. Without a moose, be that as it may, but they left early due to hockey and school. The rest of the group will stay another couple of days, so there’s still hope to end up with some meat this season.

I asked my son if he saw any wildlife up in the bush: Continue reading “Why leave the city to see wildlife…”

Girl week, family connections and solo parenting

Last summer I got to spend a few quality days by myself when the kids went camping with their dad.

This was crucial to my mental health. It was like a recharge of my batteries.

Last summer I also got to spend an entire weekend alone with my boy, at a baseball tournament. We slept over in a college residence, ate some meals together, traveled in the car together. There wasn’t much time for bonding beyond those times since they played three games in one day, and one the night before and two the day after, but we were on our own, which is what I’m getting at.

This was good for me and hopefully just as good for my teen boy. Especially because these times are few and far between lately…

Well this week it’s girl’s week. 😍 The boys took off into the deep Canadian bush to hunt moose, so it’s just the girl child and me. For four full days. Continue reading “Girl week, family connections and solo parenting”

Summer stay-cation plans: cooking lessons, dog sitting and reminiscing the long-gone toddler days

I’m on the fence about going camping in August.

Part of me really wants to go in order to be a part of the childhood experiences that are rapidly dwindling these days. I mean, not really, they’re 13 and 10 which really is still childhood, but in some ways I do see a gap forming between them and me. Especially with the older one. He’s expecting more freedom and independence, yet still lives like a child (meals are made, clean bed to sleep in, someone to buy him new shoes when he needs them). But he tends to want to do things with dad more which is completely normal and natural for an adolescent boy.

Dad likes camping. And fishing. And sleeping with bugs. In tents. During humidity heat waves. Without access to showers. And the kids don’t seem to mind either…

I’m getting more wimpy in my old age… 😉 Continue reading “Summer stay-cation plans: cooking lessons, dog sitting and reminiscing the long-gone toddler days”