My Mother’s Favourite Son

I have a brother I don’t know

He is my mother’s son

She didn’t carry him as a baby

He is her chosen one.

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Why I won’t be helping “them” this Christmas

It’s sometimes always maybe a little awkward to step out of our comfort zone. And it turns out that even when we have the best intentions, we sometimes still get it wrong. But as we prepare for the Christmas season, we should count our (likely many, many) blessings and find ways to reach out anyhow.

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Hazards of the Highlight Reel

This summer we had family photos done at the park. The pictures we shared with family and friends, the one ones we’ll frame, show a loving family. Smiles, embraces, tender moments. But what about the ones that end up on the cutting room floor? The ones where my chin is more than double, where H’s cowlick is out of control, or A’s eyes are half shut?

Or even… the ones where we don’t look like a loving family at all?! The ones where H is dragging on me and haranguing in my ear, and A isn’t helping, and I just look disgusted with them both? Well of course those don’t end up on the mantle…

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Home is where…

Well after we heard Jayden has been telling kids at school that he gonna get his 14-year-old cousin from Winnipeg to beat them up, we thought it must be time to take a trip back home for a visit, (and to calm that kid down)…

We decided to make the visit a surprise for all the kids and in the week leading up nearly everyone blabbed something to nearly blow the surprise, (I’m looking at you Dad… and A… and Auntie R…). By some miracle, they didn’t catch on… UNTIL Mom called them the very morning we were making the trip and said, “Aren’t you so excited Auntie and H are coming to visit?!” (We knew she was the weak link).

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Take Your Kid to Work Day

I still remember H’s first day of school like it was yesterday a million years ago. I turned around twice and now he’s a high schooler, and everything is “beast” or “lit” and if you don’t agree you can “get wrecked”. Or something like that.

This week I got to take my sweet/angsty boy to the office for Take Your Kid to Work Day. He was surprisingly excited (he must have momentarily forgot that once you hit your teens, you are strongly forbidden from having positive feelings about your parents past about a 2 on a scale of 1 = OMG they are the worst to 10 = I don’t completely hate them).

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Tis the Season…FINALLY!

No, no, I don’t mean the Christmas Season… I mean the Christmas CAROL Season!!! Of course.

Anyone who knows me, (like my family, friends, distant acquaintances… people I’ve had a minor fender bender with… the guy who found my grocery list in the parking lot…), knows that I listen to Christmas carols year round. Like not a little, but on the regular. #noshameinmygame

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