A letter to my Little Mouse for her 7th birthday...
Do you ever consider all the roles you play in life? If you have kids, you’re a mom, a taxi driver, a referee, a tutor, a pillow, a cook, a nurse and therapist; among other things. My girls are six and nine years old, so that pretty much sums up the hats I wear on … Continue reading One traditional sandwich with a size of fries, please!
Sometimes I think I’ve failed as a parent. (Okay, maybe more than sometimes). I mean my kids are clean, well-mannered and get along most of the time. But we are two weeks into summer vacation and I’ve heard I’m bored more times than I can count. I know we don’t live in 1983 anymore. Kids … Continue reading Pedal onwards
When I was little, my parents would speak Italian to each other when they didn’t want us to understand what they were saying. However, after spending entire summers at my grandparents’ house, I began to understand Italian, and soon their secrets were revealed. D and I don’t speak Italian to each other, so instead … Continue reading Eye talk
Two years ago, I walked the Little Mouse to school on her first day of school. She was four and a half, because she’s a February baby, and more than ready to start school. She was excited and happy and smiling from ear-to-ear. With a classroom change-up the second day of school due to additional … Continue reading SK Grad