When they say yes, it means something

I don’t know what it is with teenagers, but sometimes often, less is definitely more.

Especially with boys.

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A nothing post with pictures

My still teacherless child has been watching youtube videos on how to make space buns.

Space buns is a thing you do with hair. A type of hairstyle. Did you know this?

I didn’t. I do now and so do you. You’re welcome. πŸ˜‰

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Munchables, snacks and other food distractions

I didn’t grow up with snacks. My mom didn’t buy them and so I didn’t have access to them.

Once I had my own money I didn’t want to spend it on junk, so I never really developed the habit of mindlessly, subconsciously, shoving crap down my throat while vegging out in front of the tv.

My own family is so different. The kids inherited the snacking gene from his side. They don’t even know what it feels like to watch tv/youtube/netflix or whatever they watch these days without snacks… Continue reading “Munchables, snacks and other food distractions”

Never a dull moment: life with teenagers

Scenario:

14yo teen boy comes home and says: “Mom how do you get paint off my backpack?”

So, like all parents of teenagers, the first response that pops into my head is a question, or rather, several questions:

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Slipping…

Is anyone else in a mood?Β  We’re still on holidays here in Canada until theΒ  first week of September but I tell you I’m really getting ready for the routine to return. Every year, every late summer, I find that the lack of UNINTERRUPTED time to myself for even just a couple of hours a day has me feeling very out of sorts. Continue reading “Slipping…”

But you’re home all day

Yes I am. Thank you for noticing. I am home all day. Except when I’m out walking a dog for pay so I can purchase groceries to feed you.

Or when I’m out at the grocery store to purchase food to feed you.

Or when I’m out picking up or dropping off you or your sister for all the numerous sports you guys play.

Or when I have to go to big box store or the mall to shop for things like clothing you outgrow.

Or when I’m out dropping off bags of outgrown clothing from your closet.

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