Country Life: The Beginning

When I was a child, there was a tradition among city-dwellers to have a cottage in the country, a place to go when the pressures of urban life became too strong. My family had a little place like that, too, with a shack instead of a house because my parents couldn’t afford to build a house, and what at the time looked to me like a huge garden. Continue reading Country Life: The Beginning

The One Parenting Advice that Works

My daughter started taking ice-skating lessons three years ago, when she was four and passionately wanted to become a hockey player (because of Inside Out). I was naturally very excited about it, especially after I saw her go on the ice for the first time ever and learn how to stand and move on the skates in a matter of minutes without supervision. Also without falling. Continue reading The One Parenting Advice that Works

The Importance of Sleep

I feel the need to note in advance this is a parenting post, featuring a lot of baby pictures. I think they’re hilarious but if you don’t enjoy baby pics, feel free to give it a pass, that’s totally okay. Now, on to the topic.

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Three Rules of Horrible Parenting

Following up on my rules of bad parenting, here are three more that take bad parenting to the level of horrible. Or so it may seem to those who have never had children or have read too much parenting advice of the modern sort. Continue reading Three Rules of Horrible Parenting

The Four Rules of Bad Parenting

Okay, how bad is bad parenting? What is bad parenting? Opinions, to put it mildly, differ, but let’s go with the prevailing narrative (a phrase I deplore but have resigned to using for clarity’s sake). Bad parenting is the worst thing possible because, well, children are our future, our claim to immortality, complete sentence as you like. And as for what is bad parenting… Well, you’ ll find out soon enough. Continue reading The Four Rules of Bad Parenting

Apocalypse Inside

There’s a saying in my part of the world for when somebody is late coming home or going somewhere they are supposed to go. It goes “Let’s hope it [what happened to him] is what his wife is thinking and not what his mother’s thinking.” It implies wives always think their husbands are cheating on them when they’re late, while mothers worry they may have had an accident. A horrible accident. Yeah, I know gender stereotypes and stuff but it’s the bit about the mother I’m interested in. Because I only recently had to unique chance to Part With the Kid for More Than a Couple of Hours For the First Time. And I remembered why I didn’t want to have any kids before. Continue reading Apocalypse Inside

Loves and Crushes

I have a confession to make. I’m terrible with quotes. I can remember a phrase, even an entire sentence but I cannot for the life of me remember where I read them or heard them. Continue reading Loves and Crushes