If Mark’s wobbly baby tooth was going to fall out, I was fairly sure it was going to happen at camp.
Mark gives me a weird look, one that says, “I can’t take you seriously as a mother if you’ve never had a freaking marshmallow”.
Thanks to me French upbringing, I’ve been blessed with the ability to say “penis,” “vulva” and “vagina” without giggling or blushing. I can answer any question.
It’s summer in Canada. I have proof: 10 unmistakable signs.
“Mommy! Look what I’ve got! METAL!” “Metal?” “No, medal!” Mark shouts, barging in to my…
Here is the paradox with Chinese food—it’s not as weird as you think and it’s probably not what you imagine.
To me, Mark’s school is some kind of mismanaged charity with inconsistent guidelines where the presence of kids is an inconvenience and volunteers are always needed urgently because made-up reasons.
Sometimes, I say ONE thing ONCE and it will be remembered forever. Problem is, I never know what will stick with Mark. If I did, parenting would be easier, right?
What did you learn as a traveller or as an immigrant? What learning experience was the the most useful to you?
Remember when I explained you didn’t want to get caught in an ice storm? Well, you probably don’t want to get caught in the summer version of these ice storms either—Ottawa’s legendary downpours.
Here comes that awkward moment when you get up one morning and find out your neighbours’ political preferences.
We went to Toronto for the Victoria Day long weekend for the best reason of all—none.
Report from the 50th floor – Stuff You Learn Living the Condo Lifestyle Downtown Toronto for 3 Days (Part 2)
Five lessons learned staying at the ICE condo tower at 14 York Street in Toronto. Damn, it’s windy up there…
Report from the 50th floor – Stuff You Learn Living the Condo Lifestyle Downtown Toronto for 3 Days (Part 1)
The driving distance from Toronto to Ottawa is 450 kilometres, which is “basically next door”…
When it comes to culture and museums in Canada, Toronto is a major hotspot. This…
“It’s temporary, anyway” was our private joke for a long time. We never really settled down the way many couples do because we had zero interest in doing so.
“Please, don’t call the police!”
This is the first thing she ever said to me when, one evening, I passed her on the pathway leading up to Madison Park, one of the neighbourhood’s playgrounds.
Here I am, very candidly asking for your help. The stats tell me this blog receives about 1,000 visits a day. Maybe you work next door to a publisher, maybe you’ve heard of a publisher accepting non-solicited manuscripts, maybe you know an agent.
I’m tired. Not the oops-passed-out-on-the-carpet-again kind of tired I experienced when Mark was a baby, but I feel drained.
It takes me a second to realize that Mark snuck into my bedroom again. I smile.
Mark’s big questions always come out of the blue—even though I’m pretty sure he has been thinking about them for hours—and they often start with an assertion statement.
Many travellers across the globe have been embracing a multicultural lifestyle at home, when they’re…