When my hands first connected with my partner’s face, back when we were just kids really, my world, previously encrusted with cynicism and boredom, suddenly
Our homeschooling pace is set to the beat of whichever drum we choose to beat from day-to-day. Life is varying and unpredictable. There are appointments,
once dry, they will last for a number of months, colour and all
It’s so easy to feel useless when it comes to creating political change. We live in an area where my vote will most certainly be
You were made for hand-holding and for adventuring, for oat pancake stacks and trips to the stars
You were made for questioning, for queries both elementary and abstract
You were made for laughter and for sorrow
You were made for joie de vivre
I’m reminded that we don’t need anything except time. Time to read, time to play, time to blend a simple life with learning, the way we do all the days of the year.
We returned last week from a small adventure in Montreal, and before I had a chance to tell that story here, we had been gifted
There’s something about a weekend spent at home with the right combination of productivity, communication, and relation that always warrants a good weekend badge, and this past one earned it.
It’s late. Our home is quiet except for the whir of the ceiling fan, keeping me cool. My toddler is snuggled against me. He wants
it’s easy to think that life amongst tiny squares is all beauty and peace…
I’ve realized my vision for my role as a mother has changed.
a fun summer spent… learning?