The other day I read a mother’s plea on Facebook: “Hey, parents of that little asshole who keeps telling my kids Santa Claus isn’t real, could you get him to knock it off?”
Um, yeah. Sorry about that.
I think that might have been my son. Continue reading
Hello December, what took you so long to show up? This has always been my favourite month, not just because of Christmas (oh, the holidays, the food, the gifts!) but also because it’s my birthday month (oh, the cake, the gifts!) and because this is the month when the snow generally shows up (oh, the cold, the hot chocolate, the snow forts!). It’s an awesome month, all round. Continue reading
It finally arrived: our own piece of history.
Do you remember the art installation at the Tower of London earlier this year? It was called Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red. Continue reading
Yesterday I stumbled across this small bit of memoir I wrote 3 years ago about our cranky, argumentative, alcoholic parents.
I’m not sure why I wrote it, exactly—but it still rings true to me, and I thought you might like to take a look. Um, enjoy?
You know what I hate most about writing? The lede. Continue reading
I’ve been reading a lot recently, about parents saying teary farewells to their children heading off for university this autumn.
Do you remember those days? I do. Like they were yesterday. It was tough, but we got through it in the end. And chances are, so will those parents. Maybe they’ll do it with a bit more dignity and decorum than I? One can only hope. Continue reading