Dear Son #1, It finally happened. The dream came true. You rode your very first bus. A TTC bus at that and what an experience. You were without a doubt the happiest person on that bus and we should all take the time to model your positivity in regards to public transit. One thing… Continue reading The toddler on the bus.
Dear Son #1 & #2, Yesterday was a special day for you and one you should cherish throughout your childhood as there comes a point when you are sadly too old for it (until you have kids again). That's right, it was Halloween! And more importantly, Trick or Treating! Now you haven't had much experience… Continue reading The exception to the rule.
Dear Son #1, Halloween is a fun but, I'll admit, scary time of year. The spooky decorations, the terrifying costumes, and the frightening music are all scary to a little man like yourself. The reason I'm warning you of this is because Halloween is two days away and your bravery so far isn't giving me… Continue reading The scariest time of the year.
Dear Son #1, Today is your birthday and you know what this means? It means I have kept you alive for a whole two years! Yay! Hold on I'm just going to give myself a pat on the back ... You've changed so much in the last two years and grown up into such a… Continue reading Happy Birthday!
Dear Son #1 & #2, I found myself reflecting on Thanksgiving the other morning (as the clock struck three and I couldn't shut off the Mommy brain) and how thankful I am for you both. Despite how exhausted, annoyed, exasperated, anxious and downright insane I sometimes feel, I wouldn't change it or you for… Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving.
Dear Son #2, I'm sorry, I really am. I'm sorry I put you on the floor to play. I'm sorry I told your brother to go play with you. I'm sorry I turned my back for 12 seconds. I'm sorry he sat on you and rode you like a "hoorsee".… Continue reading I’m sorry.
Dear Son #1, I'm feeling very relieved that you're taking today's extreme heat warning seriously. It shows that you are both mature and responsible and really don't need me anymore. Lots of fluids, check. Light clothing, check. Periods of rest, check. Appropriate head protection, check. My job as a mom is done here I think.… Continue reading Today’s heat warning.
Dear Son #2, I think you must have some secret baby spidey sense that detects when I sit down with a hot meal. I mean, you're dead to the world until, "BING! Mommy's sitting down for 5 seconds I must let out a blood curdling scream that she just can't ignore no matter how much… Continue reading As long as you’re happy.
Dear Son #1, I blame myself really for not being more specific with my instructions of "go entertain yourself while I tend to your poopy brother". While I really meant "go and read a book quietly somewhere for like an hour", you heard it as "go into my closet and reorganize my panty liners". So,… Continue reading A simple misunderstanding.
Dear Son #2, Other than horses and June bugs, nothing too much scares me in this world. However, now thanks to you, I can add "baby pooping on hand while applying bum cream". Because I have never moved my hand so fast after that false alarm gas incident last week. Looks like Daddy will be… Continue reading Fear factor.
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