All’s well that ends…
This last week, Roz and I were exploring the art (or should that be language?) of baby signing. Very basically, baby sign language came from observations that the children of deaf parents are able...
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when sorry seems to be the hardest of words.
Margaret Laurence once said, “In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry.” I can most definitely say that when I was growing up, my family...
what’s in a name….
It’s a funny thing about names. You never know how important they are until someone forgets it, or calls you by a different one. In my tribe, when a child is born, they have...
home sweet, sunny home.
Well, after two glorious weeks, we are all back in Ireland. Apologies for missing a week before we left. I was just so busy that I couldn’t think straight! Anyhoo, the thing I dreaded...
me and my crazy, sleepless world
It’s been a busy and sleep-deprived week. With one week left before heading off for our two weeks of sun holidays, Roz has decided that not only will she not co-operate in giving mommy...
Bus rides and coffee and more.
It’s been an eventful two weeks. Dare I say I’ve finally made a (gulp!) friend? This is the girl I met on the bus a few weeks back. There’s this policy on Dublin bus...
Dating is such sweet sorrow.
A while back, I told you I was going on two dates…well, they finally happened. I didn’t write about them earlier because, to be honest, there wasn’t anything to write about. We kept postponing...
the best ship is friendship…or so I’ve heard.
I’m tired of trying to make new friends, and I’m tired of not having enough friends. See, here’s the thing. I’ve never really been good at making friends anyway. I’ve always been the sort...
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