Travel stories from a mum looking for holidays filled with bonding not baby sitting.
My best friend and I live in different states, and our kids are the same age. She has two boys, and I have a girl. We often discuss typical teenage issues, but I don’t tell her enough how much I admire her. She’s raising two respectful, intelligent, and well-rounded young men. I used to be... Continue Reading →
As I write this, I waiting for a friend I have known for over twenty years to have a baby. My own child and the inspiration for this column is asleep next to me. My friends' older children are asleep in the spare room. I am still one of those people who are amazed, even though I have been through the process,... Continue Reading →
A few years ago, just after the Kid and I had attending the funeral of a friend, we started a new family tradition. He was the kind of guy who made the most out of life. We were sitting at a red light after the service and the song that they had played at the... Continue Reading →
I had a very odd interaction the other day. I ran into and acquaintance, who I hadn’t seen in ages and we hugged and exchanged pleasantries. She then asked me for a favour, a contact that she knew I would have and I said “of course. I’ll flick it to you on Facebook”. She sighed... Continue Reading →
On tour with the kid 