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I don’t know where my teens get their sense of adventure. Actually, I do know where…and clearly, it’s not from me!
Well, we survived another cold snap! Thank goodness more bearable temperatures are on the way for the weekend. One lucky family recently won my giveaway of a family pass to the Acura Tube Park for #NoPhoneFamilyDay. I hope Elizabeth M and her family have a great day at the park and leave their phones behind…well, maybe one picture is ok 😉
Do you ever find yourself in a recipe rut – making the same meals for your family over and over, week after week? At our house, it’s pretty predictable. Some form of chicken, beef, ground turkey, pork and salmon are pretty much in a weekly rotation.
Some of my fondest memories as a little girl are being down on the living room floor play wrestling with my father. I’m not exactly sure why we started doing this…I think we must have watched too many episodes of Atlantic Grand Prix wrestling. Anybody with me on that one??
In this fast-paced world, isn’t it wonderful when your children do or say something that causes you to pause and reflect on the innocence and sweetness of their youth?
Just recently, we had another heated family discussion about chores and money. It’s a constant source of frustration at our house because the kids seem to have a lengthy list of things they want or need, yet there’s definitely room for improvement when it comes to how much they help out around the house.
Hi, friends! Just a short post today to ask you all for a favor. I’m asking you to take one minute out of your day to sign this electronic petition which calls on Ottawa to invest $10 million dollars into ovarian cancer funding.
When it comes to research dollars for women’s cancers, breast cancer leads the way, while ovarian cancer lags far behind.
It started around the age of 8. It was a cold and snowy morning and I asked the kids to put on their snow pants and get ready for school. My daughter got dressed and looked in the mirror, somewhat dismayed. “I don’t want to wear these to school; they make me look fat.”