Category: family
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Trail Traffic
When the morning commuters back out of their drive-ways in my neighbourhood, I can’t help but feel left behind. And when my son comes home from school at the end of a day filled with joyous grade two excitement, I feel a pang. “That was mummy’s grade,” I remind him regretfully. After years of schooling…
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Big Brother
I write about Avery often. I can’t help it. She generates a lot of unique questions along this uncharted parenting path. I feel guilty about that, as though the things her big brother does aren’t as special or important. This isn’t the case at all. He, is perfect. In every way. He’s smart and thoughtful…