The continuation of the Monkey Bread saga continues…click here for part 1 from yesterday.
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My tween girl and I were baking bread (me) and Monkey Bread (her). While the doughs were rising, and the dishes piling up, and I had my back turned for a moment, she disappeared.
Because, kids. 🙃
Continue reading The Monkey Bread saga – part 2
I’m all people’d out. Finished. Done.
Tapped out of extroversion.
My daughter and I just completed a whole out of town weekend with a group of tweens and their parents. Games at rinks. Meals in atriums. Hotel room doors opening and closing amid giggles and shuffling feet.
Having said that, socializing is a nice change of pace for me. While at away games and tournaments, I get to talk with the sports parents in an environment other than rink lobbies for a change. This is good for an introvert like me. I do like occasional socializing, for a while.
But I have limits. 🙂
Continue reading Tapped out
I didn’t grow up with snacks. My mom didn’t buy them and so I didn’t have access to them.
Once I had my own money I didn’t want to spend it on junk, so I never really developed the habit of mindlessly, subconsciously, shoving crap down my throat while vegging out in front of the tv.
My own family is so different. The kids inherited the snacking gene from his side. They don’t even know what it feels like to watch tv/youtube/netflix or whatever they watch these days without snacks…
Continue reading Munchables, snacks and other food distractions
Where do you derive your value from? Your self-worth?
From other people? In the form of praise? Acceptance? Or love?
Or from an internal sense of a job well done? Maybe from an accomplished task?
From a paycheck?
Please don’t say from kids. Especially not teenagers. 😔
Continue reading Seeking self-worth in all the wrong places
Did you know I am annoying?
Continue reading Newsflash
Yesterday I gave my tween a haircut.
Actually, first I called the salon in our village-like neighbourhood to see if they could squeeze her in. That was on Saturday.
Continue reading DIY haircut
So there is no school strike today.
The labour dispute was with the support workers, custodians, secretaries and special needs educators, not the teachers, but most boards decided that full school closures would be implemented in the event of a walkout.
At 9 pm last night the media announced, well ahead of the midnight deadline, that a tentative agreement had been reached and all children are expected to go to school on Monday.
According to Twitter, mass panic ensued. Naturally the kids were disappointed. The parents, especially those with small children and daycare/afterschool care were overjoyed.
Continue reading Natural consequences
I realize some of you follow LA and she just did a whole thing on quitting last week. But this topic hit me upside the head last night so I’m pausing my pity party for a moment to mention it.
Continue reading About quitting, or not
On Monday the girl child went off to school as she always does. I spent my morning hours doing what I usually do while simultaneously doing a load of laundry when suddenly, I got a text from her.
My tummy hurts, can you please pick me up!
Continue reading Never a dull moment – Monday