Category Archives: Mothership

All by myself

Posted on March 26, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

I got stuck getting into my sports bra yesterday. There I was stranded, half way in, half way out, arms flailing uselessly like some as-yet-undiscovered anemone. And of course, it is at this inopportune moment when in walks the 3-year-old. He pauses … Continue reading →

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I, Widget

Posted on March 23, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

You are approved. Operation prohibited by disc. You have 81 friends. This page has a skabillion hits. You are not authorized to access this information. You know those movies where killer Robots take over the world? I, Robot or Terminator are … Continue reading →

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Self-esteem? Check!

Posted on March 19, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Oh, my boys. <Shakes her head> The three-year-old as, I said before, is now doing really well both at home and in his new daycare. He is getting particularly good at recognizing letters.  I was watching him “read” his truck book with … Continue reading →

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You’ve Come a Long Way Babies

Posted on March 19, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

It really hit me this week, that things have changed this year. We still live in the same house. The kids go to the same school. My husband and I are both working at the same jobs. But things are … Continue reading →

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Kissing–the Gold Standard

Posted on February 19, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

So, I’m watching Celebrity Apprentice last week. Yes, I watch Celebrity Apprentice. Deal with it. It can’t  all be Robertson Davies and Masterpiece Theatre around the house. My three-year-old wanders casually out of his room (as if I hadn’t put him to … Continue reading →

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Is nat guy dead?

Posted on January 23, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

So, we’re at church, and my three-year-old, looking up at the large Crucifix on the altar, asks in a rather loud voice: Is nat guy DEAD?   What do you say? Well, son that has been a matter of debate … Continue reading →

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I Like Your Hair—Parenting on the Edge

Posted on January 19, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

I have a difficult three-year old. He’s been difficult since around 18 months. And I don’t mean like won’t eat his peas difficult. I mean screaming, biting, hitting, kicking, tantrums that blow your hair back like one of those speaker … Continue reading →

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Parenting Awards

Posted on January 16, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

I said in my last blog post that I wouldn’t win any parenting awards. Well, of COURSE I can’t win any parenting awards.  There ARE no parenting awards.  Think about that. NO parenting awards. It’s just not right. Not right … Continue reading →

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Kids–Beloved or Ballast

Posted on January 14, 2008 by Tentative Equinox North

Last weekend saw all the big Christmas tree chipping events around town. We were en route to taking ours to the local high school when I saw the following scenario: a red-necked yahoo (I may be characterizing a little) in … Continue reading →

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A Little Less Magic

Posted on December 27, 2007 by Tentative Equinox North

My daughter has a little less magic in her life. She’s learned the bitter truth about Santa Claus. She did some good detective work I have to say. She’s had her suspicions for awhile, but I’ve always managed to change … Continue reading →

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