Graduation — then and now

To be honest, graduation time is usually something I ignore; but this June as I watch my friends’ kids finish highschool and my own little dude graduate from kindergarten I’m …

That ain’t enough for you

According to my sweet, eloquent and sometimes needy eight-year-old, I spend most of my day scheming about ways to avoid her. I work too much, I read too much too …

On van-ity

Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who swore she would never drive a mule. She had an image to preserve and so she vowed to only ever …

Pressing the panic button

The first time I had a panic attack, I was on the GO train, heading to pick up Charlotte from daycare. She was about 1 1/2 years old and I …

Just call me forgetful…

Do you remember this? I do. As a kid, it frustrated the heck out of me. I mean come on. Why can’t that purple man remember anything? As an adult, …