When my daughter Katie was young she was either going to dress up for Career Day at school as “an Engineer or a Hobo”. That, friends, describes Katie perfectly. Every person is quiet singular and Katie even more so. My mom and dad had an entry sign for our home made by a friend at Christmas. It reads “This is us, our beautiful CHAOS” It’s … Continue reading Either an Engineer or a Hobo
Most parents in the city are experiencing two warring emotions this week. Emotion one is straight up relief that our kids will now be annoying their teachers at school instead of each other at home. Emotion two is one that I’m not really allowed to admit because I’m a man… I’m a bit worried for them on their first day. School can be a harsh … Continue reading First Day of School
What a shock when the least likely of my daughters, in a fit of restless energy, decided to start wall-kicking in the tv room downstairs. She even tried to talk one of her sisters and her friend into it. Eventually she put her foot right through the drywall. I was not expecting it from my firstborn. Arwen is lovely most of the time aka all of … Continue reading Wall Kicking
There were massive garage sales in the city a few weeks ago and I had a realization: I am not a garage sale person. I really like people. I really like cheap prices. I like nice things, but I don’t like Stuff. I would define Stuff as way too many things all at once, if that makes sense? If I walk into a store looking … Continue reading Garage Sales
My city seems to have quite a few of these fluffy and fast animals and my daughter Neela couldn’t be happier. Of course, the state of neighbourhood gardens is a small price for her to pay until she has one of her own (a garden that is, not a bunny). “Dad, can we check the bunny trap this morning?” Bunny trap? Sounds amazing! … Continue reading The Bunny Trap
I went in to the hospital to get a shot for something I can’t even remember anymore and here’s what happened… I hate needles. Hate them. I remember getting shots for things when I was a kid and actually being fascinated by them, but now I know that it was because I was a psycho. I must have been because I can’t even look at … Continue reading Deathly Afraid of Needles…
In watching family relationships and business interactions for some decades I’ve developed a theory…. most people lose before they even enter conflict. Maybe this is you? So what if we didn’t automatically translate the word conflict into pain? I’m not a guy who has pets. I don’t understand the concept of a free-loading, arrogant, playful being who serves no other purpose than eating food I … Continue reading I Would Consider Having Fainting Goats…
Neela is five. She’s my last girl (I think). Our three older daughters have at least something of their mother in them. Sweetness and decency and caution. They are all different from each other of course but they share this thing that stops them just short of (trying to think of the words to describe)…well… Neela. My mom says Neela reminds her of me when … Continue reading Dear Neela: Confidence is Good, but so is Common Sense
Neela is five. She’s my last girl (I think). Our three older daughters have at least something of their mother in them. Sweetness and decency and caution. They are all different from each other of course but they share this thing that stops them just short of (trying to think of the words to describe)…well… Neela. My mom says Neela reminds her of me when … Continue reading Dear Neela: Confidence is Good, but so is Common Sense
COREY KOPE 