2018: A Year of Magic

Magic The power to make impossible things happen; Something with special or mysterious qualities that makes one happy; A significant or desirable quality; Wonderful, marvellous, exciting; Unaccountably enchanting; Effective in producing results, especially desired ones. Each year, for the past few years, I've chosen a word to accompany me through the year. Two years ago,... Continue Reading →

My Wish For This School Year: An Abundance of Kindess

Both my kids happily walked into the first day of school this morning.  I know I'm supposed to be just bursting with excitement that I finally (!) have both my kids in full day school.  But if I'm being really honest, the idea of having both kids at school all day is kind of sad;... Continue Reading →

Welcoming the New School Year with Open Arms, a (solid) Plan and (good) Intentions . . . And My (new) Favourite Peach Crisp

I love September; it's a month filled with promise and excitement, hopes and dreams for the school year to come, a month that gives you a chance at a fresh start, a clean slate, a new beginning. As I started to plan out our weekly schedule for the fall, I realized just how quickly and... Continue Reading →

Emerging From the Proverbial Cocoon & The End of the 100 Day Project

For the last TEN weeks, our house has been under renovation.  What was supposed to be a quick and painless project turned into a long and tedious one that culminated last week in most of the contents of the house residing somewhere other than where they're meant to be. I had been prepared for a... Continue Reading →

The Problem is Not the Problem . . .

The problem is not the problem.  The problem is your attitude about the problem. -Captain Jack Sparrow If ever there was a phrase to describe how I've been acting outwardly and how I've been feeling inwardly these past few weeks, it would be "a tempest in a teapot".  Like the saying suggests, I feel very... Continue Reading →

Learning to Let Go (aka Accepting that My Kids are Actually Growing Up)

Can I make a confession?  It kills me that my little ones are growing up.  I miss hearing the little high pitched voices, the little footsteps running through the house, the happy sounds of the little kid cartoon shows and the giggles that went with them.  My house is filled with bigger, louder voices now,... Continue Reading →

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