It seems that these days – particularly weekends – my time is spent preparing for the arrival of kid #3. Not in a nesting kind of way or psychological preparation. Just in the old-fashioned hard labour kind of way. So far I have constructed two loft beds and moved our five and almost seven-year old into a shared room. Before the bed construction came the room painting, then the beds and general furniture moving. Now that the soon-to-be baby’s room has been emptied, I’ve started labouring as it were to make room for baby. [Read more…]
A while ago I wrote about resilience and wrestling with questions about how I could help my children to develop resilience. Since I wrote that post I have been doing some reading. I generally don’t read much parenting advice because I don’t find it particularly helpful. Either I disagree with the recommendations or they are in direct opposition to the last piece of advice I read. Our kids are still alive so I think we are doing an ok job so far… [Read more…]
We have had Merlin, our orange tabby, ever since we got married 12 years ago. He was the runt of the litter and turned into a 15lb big cat. He wasn’t a fat cat, but he was long and definitely bigger than our calico cat. He survived a fall from our fifth floor balcony and spent the night curled up inside the engine of our property manager’s van to keep warm. He travelled with us through four moves and put up with two children and today we had to put him down. [Read more…]
It is summer and with summer comes a desire by children to stay up later. Sometimes they even get to stay up past their usual bedtime. While it is true that school is out for the summer and they don’t have to get up early to get ready for school, it is also true that letting them stay up later cramps our style as parents seeking relief from children who are awake. This week I have encountered two new excuses why it was necessary to be awake past their bedtime.
For the past few weeks I have been coaching soccer once a week through our community association. It is run by parent volunteers, some of whom get sucked into coaching. The first year they get you by asking for assistant coaches to just help out and cover off the “real” coaches when they are on vacation. At the end of the year they ask you to store some nets – then you have to come back because if you don’t bring the nets back, the poor kiddies won’t have any nets to kick the ball towards. [Read more…]