nine-year blogiversary
I wrote my very first blog post nine years ago today. In the previous few months I’d left a two-year relationship with my live-in boyfriend, moved back to my hometown into my parents’ basement with my...
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Dear Kaylie, Today you turn 12 years old. You asked me yesterday why your dad and I are not excited about you getting older. Well, it’s mostly because as you grow up, you start to build your own life,...
View Articlethe ultimate guide to microwave s’mores
So, when we were at Lisa’s cabin a week and a bit ago, we had s’mores. Because you can’t be at the lake and not have s’mores. We made them over a fire, obviously, but when we got home, there were extra...
View Articlehead above water
I’m one of those people who, when they have way too much to do, gets overwhelmed and ends up doing absolutely nothing. I make giant lists of things I need to do, and then I do none of them. Instead, I...
View ArticleWhat the f*** is a fandom?
Bethany and I set out bright and early for Oregon on Tuesday, the 25th of June, hoping to drive most of our 16-hour drive that day. I’d never driven in the States before, but somehow Bethany put her...
View Articlehow to make raspberry jam
Noah took Liliana raspberry picking the other day and came home with two big ice cream pails full of raspberries. We’ve eaten loads of them, but Noah requested I also make something with them, maybe...
View Articlethere is a chance I might have a canning addiction. (alternate title: how to...
Monday was a holiday here in Canada. I don’t think there is anything I love more than holiday Mondays. I don’t feel dread creeping in on Sunday evening, and who doesn’t like a three-day weekend? I...
View ArticleThere is zero evidence that this guy stole half my breakfast
Absolutely zero. Am I the only one who is unable to eat her entire meal without having half of it stolen by children who have already eaten breakfast? © Jen Wilson 2013. All rights reserved. |...
View ArticleIn bed by eight! Toronto!
My middle child is not a boring child. If people have spent even 3.2 seconds within 100 yards of her, they know her name. She’s smart, she’s quick, and she’s quirky. She has quite a few fears, some of...
View ArticleI aim to misbehave
Noah called me early Monday afternoon to tell me that Serenity was playing at the theatre that night. Say, what? He encouraged me to go, and I didn’t need any convincing. I tried with no avail to find...
View Article“We’re moving to BC”
That is what Kaylie texted me the other day. She’s spent the past three weeks traveling around BC—the lower mainland, the Island, the Okanagan—just her and my mom. It’s like her dream come true. She’s...
View Articlethe case of the mystery squash
Last year I harvested a single pumpkin. One. We technically had two that made it past the size of a golf ball, but one grew on the other side of the fence and got stolen. I harvested the seeds, dried...
View Articlethe summer of picking Kaylie up from city after city
So, I mentioned that Kaylie took a three-week trip with my mom. Well, the younger two and I took a little jaunt to Edmonton to pick her up. I needed an excuse to visit my friend Dawn, anyway. We don’t...
View ArticleGrace in Small Things: Sunday Edition #6
1. Dahlias! Finally! 2. Watching my fearful girl be fearless. 3. Being ready for that wretched F word: Fall. Mostly. 4. Back-to-school haircuts. 5. Unposed photos of these three sitting together....
View Articlewake me up when september ends
Summer is over. School has started. Fall is here. I’m so not ready. I’m never ready. I’m behind in all the internet things and all the life things and all the work things and maybe I should just come...
View ArticleNeed a house broken in to? I’m your girl.
I am notoriously locking myself out of things. My car, my house, my car running with a baby inside. I’m an expert. I walked out of the house yesterday with Preston in one arm, and my phone and my...
View Articlewoah is me or woe is me
Kaylie has been begging AND BEGGING to bike to school since the spring. The day we finally decided to let her bike, she discovered that her bike had been stolen. There was no way we could afford to buy...
View Articlegood riddance, september
My sister has been harping on me to post, so here you are, my dear. I’ll overload you with photos of your nieces and nephew. I don’t think it’s a secret that September and I are not BFFs. We’re not...
View Articleit’s better to feel pain than nothing at all
I took off to Regina as soon as the girls were off school on Friday. Solo road trips? Not so shabby. The sky was a perfect blue, with perfect Simpsons-like clouds. I wanted to stop and take photos,...
View ArticleGrace in Small Things: Sunday Edition #44
1. Dahlias! Finally! 2. Watching my fearful girl be fearless. 3. Being ready for that wretched F word: Fall. Mostly. 4. Back-to-school haircuts. 5. Unposed photos of these three sitting together....
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