Grieving my father’s death and why I’ll always be a daddy’s girl.

Time is a funny thing. We often wish it way, waiting for the days to pass until we can enjoy the weekend, or hoping weeks fly so we can get to our vacation. But then when somebody close to you dies, we just wish for that time back. … More Grieving my father’s death and why I’ll always be a daddy’s girl.

Pedal onwards

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 … More Pedal onwards

Eye talk

  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 … More Eye talk

SK Grad

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 … More SK Grad

Nonno Fabio

Growing up, Halloween was always spent at my grandparents’ house, because we lived in a condo which didn’t allow us to go trick or treating, but mainly because it was my aunt’s birthday on Halloween, and my Nonno’s birthday on November 1st. So every year, my parents would pick us up from school and we … More Nonno Fabio