Penis – It’s Not a Bad Word

She coloured quietly at her easel while Brian and I talked, wisps of red and purple going across her page, shapes forming. “Pennie!” My daughter exclaimed, out of the blue. “Pardon?” What was she talking about? “You know, penis.” Well, obviously. She looked up at us and stopped colouring, “but we can’t say penis, it’s…

UncommonGoods this Mother’s Day

I’m not someone who expects something on Mother’s Day; a nice card, a craft, and some family time is fine for me. But if there was more out there that appealed to me I might be interested in a gift, a small token of appreciation, a little gem from the hearts of those I care…

Evaluating Kindergarten Friendships

We sat on the couch, side by side, like we often do, her hand in my hair for comfort, while she chatted about her time at her nannies, her friends, and going back to school after the March Break. “Mom, sometimes I let Emma* butt in front of me, but I don’t mind, that means…

After March Break Booze

Saturday we picked up our girl. She told us all about her adventures with Nannie and Grampy, treats, and about how much fun she had. She went on about Frozen on ice and her trip to the petting zoo. There was walks and crafts and “dinner before it got dark out.” But she was ready to…

March Break

My heart leapt into my throat as I turned on to our road. I had left something behind… our daughter, she wasn’t with me and it was a school day! I needed to pick her up! Didn’t I? No… no, I reminded myself, she was gone for the week and I didn’t have to go…

Mental Illness and Education

In a past life I was a foster parent to some pretty special kids. They needed care and routine, an established home and someone who could provide for them, a meal on the table every night, and a person to talk to when the decisions they were making might not have been positive or pro social….

While You Sleep

Rest easy knowing I craddle your heart in my hands I hold your fears with mine And watch over you while you dream You are my light I fight for you Sleep, my love For tomorrow will be here soon Thank you for Sharing Related Posts:The Big FivePenis – It’s Not a Bad WordIt Took…

It Took a Tent

Since dragging her tent up from the basement and putting it in her room our daughter hasn’t needed the attention at night in order to go to sleep that she once did. I used to lay beside her while she played with my hair, we would talk about her day, and she would drift off…

Surviving Mental Illness Through Humor

I remember the day I sent in my submission. It was the first time I had ever sent away my words to be scrutinized, read by an editor, and looked at by someone in a professional manner. I was nervous, excited, and felt sick to my stomach. What if they told me it was terrible?…