My parents were farm kids and their parents were pioneers. First gen pioneers have a sense of adventure we don’t really understand today. When we feel adventuresome now what we really mean is go to the zoo with the family or on a hike, while their adventures looked like work mixed with survival with the cost of failure much more than “not having fun”. My … Continue reading One More Adventure
Ryan has always been my parents’ favourite child. I can’t really blame them, he’s my favourite too. His name is translated “Little King” and mine can be translated “The Hermit” so maybe right from the start mom and dad intended to like him better, it’s hard to say. Actually it’s not really hard to say because I’ve been flogging them with it for a couple … Continue reading Ryan my Younger Brother
I feel like a psychologist who’s not any good and not getting paid. I started tweeting (@CoreyKope) most mornings that I have the …um… pleasure of getting five girls ready for school. They usually go something like “Restart the mornings-without-crying counter!” followed by a description of the latest emotional disaster in the Kope home. If you’re looking to judge my parenting skills you should maybe … Continue reading Restart the Mornings-Without-Crying Counter
