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Three Things I Really Don’t Love.

Merging onto Row Highway last week, my nine-year-old glances over her right shoulder and with casual condescension says, "feel free to change lanes any time now, Mum." It makes me so cross I almost pop a vein in my neck. A few days later I'm driving into the sun and I...

The (Dying) Art of Introduction

The (Dying) Art of Introduction

This is the scenario: you're attending the 5th birthday party of a kid from your kid's class (you can't leave because you're still in that super awkward stage of supervised play dates with strangers) OR you're standing in the foyer of your church after the service...

Excuses not to sport.

Excuses not to sport.

I’m not very good at sport. I think I might have a legitimate excuse though. When I was a kid, when I got tired, my left eye would droop. I couldn’t keep it open no matter how hard I tried. No one seemed to think it was weird. Or maybe my dad had too much on his plate...

Cherry Chaos

Cherry Chaos

To the mums and dads getting the kids ready for school, The last few days of getting-ready-for-school rated at a 10 on the Cherry Chaos Scale. On Friday, 10 minutes before departure time, when no hair had been brushed and library books were still AWOL, I snuck off to...