Drama Prince said, "I love you".

Today, I am goo.

Drama Prince is in this phase where he is facisnated with kissing. He kisses his toys. He tries to kiss the neighbour's dog. He kisses his Dad. But more than anyone else, he kisses me ( Read more... )

This morning I woke up to the sounds of Drama Prince trying to sing 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' to his stuffed animals. It made me smile, something I rarely do at 6:15 in the morning ( Read more... )

Of course I think Drama King is the most wonderful. But he was especially fabulous last night ( Read more... )

We've reached an inevitable stage in every North American, middle-income parent's life. Drama Prince has a favourite movie ( Read more... )

We seem to have resolved the daycare crisis Here's what happened ( Read more... )

Last Wednesday I spent my day off shopping and reading He's A Stud, She's A Slut and 49 Other Double Standards Every Woman Should Know by Jessica Valenti. I wish I had the financial means and purse space to carry around dozen of copies. That way every time someone questioned the need/relevance of my feminism, I could give them a copy and say " ( Read more... )

Now that the weather is warmer, Drama Prince spends a good deal of his time outside exploring the world. Drama King and I take him walking by the local shops or to one of the many area playgrounds. Yesterday he and I took a stroll down to the river. As soon as DP is set free from his stroller, he takes off, eager to see who or what is new ( Read more... )

Deep calming breaths. A good night's sleep. A little perspective. I'm feeling something much closer to normal ( Read more... )

My biggest parenting-related peeve is having to take the elevator when I go to the mall. It wouldn't be so bad, except that invariably there's always some jackass who doesn't observe the priority rules ( Read more... )