My Shiny Charizard Card

Do you remember how impossibly long the promise of a six-week summer felt when you were eight? It always felt like September was an entire lifetime away, like it would never actually arrive and you’d just blissfully dawdle through the summery days forever and ever. Ah, eight was a good age. Much better than six,Continue reading “My Shiny Charizard Card”

The Art of Letting Go

Just a quick disclaimer: this is not, as the title may lead you to believe, a post about flatulence. It is a post about lots of things, but, alas, bottom burps is not one of them (although they are mentioned because poop humour is always funny). The first year of parenting has been such aContinue reading “The Art of Letting Go”