From the day we moved into the neighbourhood, we walked with our kids. The girls—there were only two then—would walk with the mister most days while I was working in my home office. (more…)
Caoimhe wakes up every day and asks, “Is it a Chris day?” The answer defines her dress, her mood, her pace. This morning I replied (making a special effort not to let my voice crack), “Today is your last Chris day—ever.” (more…)
April 4, 2014
Yesterday, I went for a walk with North Cowichan councillor Jen Woike. This was the conversation I was looking forward to the least.
January 27, 2014
Last September, when we moved into our new school, I was feeling upbeat, excited about the change. Putting all our kids under one roof seemed like an improvement to the disjointed and musty portables at the old school. By the third week, however, I wasn’t feeling so positive.
June 6, 2013
The mister was standing at the window, holding binoculars to his eyes like a ship’s captain. I was pacing to and from the window wanting to look but not wanting to be seen. We had sent our two older children, ages 6 and 4, on their first unaccompanied errand a block away to the mailbox and we were in the middle of an embarrassing but unconscious display of helicopter parenting.
How had it come to this? (more…)