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Mommy’s school board adventures
This is the story of Mommy’s school board adventures. If you know me, you know I am an advocate and I use my voice for good whenever possible. So I have been gathering ideas on how best to use that locally to help adoptive families and those struggling with demands of special needs adoption. I mean it’s not always enough just to have a loving family. You have to also have a family of champions willing to stand up for you. Anyways enough serious stuff – this is the story of Mommy’s school board adventures. Ever have one of those days? All dolled up last week. Cute new H&M spring…
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Sick days and Parenting
Why is it that as soon as you call in sick to your child’s school she makes a miraculous recovery almost instantly and starts bopping around the house looking for craft projects? Sick Days This morning Payton woke up looking rather green and I caved so that is why I now have two little girls dancing around my living room making paper dolls and snowflakes and generally leaving a big mess of paper confetti everywhere. Well it’s better than the time they tried to make baking soda volcanoes in kitchen with eggs. So happy to have sick child home ( at right. ps. look how ill she clearly is here…
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Happy Birthday Hubbie!
Happy Birthday to my husband, the wonderful father of our two kids. Because he just phoned and left his wallet at home and his gas tank is so low he’ll be pushing the car home on his rainy birthday. Because I will now drive the wallet out to you at work. Because you are the world’s biggest procrastinator, but I love you anyways. Because I recall our fourth or fifth date when the Trans-Am – yes, that’s right – Trans Am actually did run out of gas and foolish me I didn’t run for the hills at that point. Because you snore like a lawnmower. Because you made me laugh…
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London International Children’s Festival
Another June and another series of great London festivals set to unfold. One of the greatest draws of living here in this other London – the many festivals that dominate the summer parks and outdoor spaces. My DD – 5 – and I hit the 19th Annual London International Children’s Festival yesterday on its final day. My daughter, as always, enjoyed it, but I have to say this year although it’s still worth the trip I was even more disappointed than usual. And it wasn’t just me. Thriftymommastips talked to half a dozen other parents at the festival who all said the same thing: “I used to like it a…
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Brownie Camp and Where Have Seven Years Gone?
Well one week worth of packing and running around hunting for labels for my daughter’s belongings and Brownie camp appears to have gone smashingly. We dropped my seven-year-old off at Brownie Camp Friday night together. The whole family gave her a send off and wished her well, even if it was only for a very short weekend away. There’s a small camp site just outside London, close to St. Thomas that the local Brownie camp uses every year just outside London. She has been looking forward to this for weeks, so we worked hard to make sure it would happen and then gave her the big family send off yesterday.…
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The Fridge Door no More..
My darling daughter’s beautiful artwork. What to do with a mountain of art? My kids are crafty in more ways than one I guess, but really what to do with the art? I have come up with, and stolen a few ideas from various other Mommies. So here is my list of places and people on which I pawn off my Picasso’s pieces. 1. Hang it on the fridge. Not really inventive right, so…2. Take a picture of it and post it on your web site or blog or twitter or flickr or wherever you hang your on line hat.3. Scrapbook it. Digitally or manually. You don’t have to use…
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Recession busters
Is it just me or are more companies suddenly trying to win your business with freebies? Call them Mama’s little helpers. I adore sites like Bargain Moose and the deal of the day. So here are a couple of my big recession busters this week. This week’s Recession Busters Now until June 7. Gymboree sale – 30 per cent off all of it, even the sale stuff, until end of this week. June 19th: free light smoothie at Orange Julius. Print the coupon off this blog or go to: orangejulius.com. Don’t Miss the Library Also take advantage of your local library. In the summer you can sign your child up…
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The Other London #LDNONT
This is my TOP Ten greatest hits for the other London aka London, Ontario, my home. I have lived in several southwestern communities, small liberal artsy towns like Guelph and Kitchener, the lovely technical hub and home of Oktoberfest and I’ve grown to love them all. But London is another story. If London were a child it would be one of those kids with a face only a mother could love. It takes time to get to like this oddly backwards Conservative Reform uptight dot on the map. After almost 10 years of life in the other London I can categorically say I love you London. It was a marriage…
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My Tim Horton’s Coffee Poll
When it comes to the question of Starbucks versus Tim Horton’s I cannot say I’m surprised in the least by the results of a poll this week crowning Timmies a favourite among Canucks. In the Canadian Press Harris-Decima survey released this week Starbucks fans were trounced by diehard Timmie’s lovers. In fact not only did Starbucks lose but Timmies kicked them to the curb 4 to 1. Given a choice I choose Timmie’s every time. Not only is the coffee better, not bitter, it’s simply fiscally more responsible. Give me my medium double double any day of the week. Cost = $1.28. Small double double $1.18. Take this order across…
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Shoe Lust and Why Good Shoes Matter to Moms
I have never been a shoe gal. Well, short of a very brief experiment in high school when I devoted all of my after school job paycheques to buying high heeled pumps dyed to match my blouses. Even those fashionable shoes though during that brief transgression, were most often purchased on a budget, found scouring Shoe-per store or Payless. Now as an adult I know the value of quality products. Those old cheap shoes typically lasted one or two seasons at most and then fell into the dark abyss at the back of my closet, occasionally liberated from this prison by a twice yearly trip to the Goodwill bin.…