Dear Son #1, Wow, 10-years-old now. People have always told me that once you have kids time flies by so fast and before you blink they're going off to college and all that guilt-inducing talk. And it's true. I cannot believe it's been 10 years. And not to be rude, but I feel like you've… Continue reading A Decade of You ~ Firstborn Edition.
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.
hu·mil·i·ty /hyo͞oˈmilədē/noun1. a modest or low view of one's own importance; humbleness. Dear Son #3, I'm proud of you. I probably don't tell you this enough as I'm too busy telling you to not climb unsteady things, jump off high things, put gross things in your mouth, say unsavoury words, pick on your brothers etc.… Continue reading On Being Humble.
Dear Son #3, Oh my baby boy. I don't know what it's like to be the youngest and to feel in constant competition with two older brothers. To be told that you're too young, too small, too slow, too immature - it honestly sounds like it sucks. I tell you so many times that you… Continue reading Slow down and smell the Magic Bag.
Dear Son #1, This day snuck up on me buddy, I'm not gonna lie. Well, it didn't really sneak up, I just didn't really think about it too much until I had to. Yesterday you turned nine. Wow. Yikes, the next one's ten. I know you're ready but I'm not sure I am. Maybe I'm… Continue reading Denial.
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 Son #2, People misunderstand you. Even me! Sometimes all we see is the quiet, easy-going and positively chill young man in between two brothers that are, well, none of those things. Someone asked me the other day who the "easiest" boy was and I immediately pointed at you and laughed as I watched the… Continue reading William the Bad Ass.
Dear Son #1, Thursday you turned five. Five. I have no idea where that time went but I know that we've had a lot of fun during it. You have never ceased to amaze me in these years with your sense of humour (mildly warped which I can appreciate), your quick comebacks and observations, quirky… Continue reading Five going on 55.
Dear Son #1, #2, and #3, There's a lot of talk in our house about what's mine, what's ours, what's yours, what's his, what used to be his but now it's not because it was traded...and usually it's in reference to something insanely important like a Hot Wheels car, a piece of Lego or, yes, a… Continue reading The Farm Life is Our Life.
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