Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, Traditions are not a huge deal in our family, we have some but don't necessarily live by them to the extent that other families do. Traditionally we spend Christmas Eve together - we watch the firefighter parade, get McDonalds for you on the way home, then once you're in… Continue reading It’s Tradition.
Dear Son #2, As you well know, Obi-Wan Kenobi once said to Anakin Skywalker "Bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness!" Spoiler alert: he doesn't quite listen and shortly becomes the one we all know and love; Darth Vader. Let me clarify. No, I don't think you are Anakin Skywalker or Darth… Continue reading Bringing Balance.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, August 23, 2024. The day we've been training for all year. The Barrie Fair. To outsiders this may seem a bit over-the-top. After all, it's just a local fair that we go to for one day. But to us, it's so much more. Mommy and Daddy have been going… Continue reading Hurling out of the Comfort Zone.
Dear Sons #1, #2, & #3, Well, last week was officially the first time you have all been to summer camp. Second year for Pieter and first time for William and Alexander and judging by the big smiles on your faces along with the instant competition of who got to share the stories after each… Continue reading Nine Hours
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I roll my eyes and let out a very audible sigh for the 28th time today. And it's only 8:45 am. The bickering. The constant bickering that you three partake in simply astounds me sometimes. And drives me up the wall all the time. I take a deep breath… Continue reading The Bro Zone.
Dear Son #3, On January 9, 2023 at 10:38 am, I hovered over the "submit" button, took a deep breath, closed my eyes and hit it. You were officially registered to go to school in September. I breathed out slowly and looked over at you, creating a large family of venomous snakes out of Play… Continue reading Frank the Tank.
Dear Son #1, From the moment you broke my water three weeks before you were due to the moment earlier today when it was the end of the world you didn't get a sprinkle donut, you've been keeping me on my toes. Your fierce independent nature and severe stubbornness can fill me with pride in… Continue reading The best rollercoaster.
Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, You know your Mommy and Daddy, we're always up for trying new things and we like to encourage you to do the same, otherwise life is just far too boring. In hindsight maybe it would have been a more relaxing summer if we hadn't have spontaneously bought a 100-acre… Continue reading It was all so new.
Dear Son #1, I can’t believe you’re six years old already, I know I say that every year but it’s true. It honestly felt like yesterday that you almost arrived on a friend’s couch 2 ½ weeks early. The couch has since found a new home to my understanding, and I have always wondered if… Continue reading Kids’ birthday parties—worse than wind chimes and horses. Combined.
Dear Son #1 & #2, I had big plans. Huge plans. After the March Break that lasted 545 days, we weren’t letting all of our hard work go down the drain once summer vacation hit. We weren’t going to slack off and forget everything we painstakingly learned throughout the year. I wasn’t going to allow… Continue reading Big plans.
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