The Guys Rule, For Now . . .
Growing up, we were nine girls (including my two foster sisters, who spent most of their childhood and adolescence with us) to three boys. The ratio of 3 to 1 changed first with my brother’s…
View PostGrowing up, we were nine girls (including my two foster sisters, who spent most of their childhood and adolescence with us) to three boys. The ratio of 3 to 1 changed first with my brother’s…
View PostThe family reunion was wonderful — while I’m treasuring the silence this morning and feeling a bit tired, I have so many great memories to savour. I’ll write more about the weekend, and post more…
View PostYes, one more day of pretty pictures while I rush around picking up supplies for feeding the 30 or so family members who will hang out at my place this week. Six of my siblings…
View PostWhen daughter #2 was about 9 or 10, I was French-braiding her hair one morning before school. She was kneeling on the carpet so that I could reach the top of her head easily, and…
View PostThis good-looking guy has a birthday today, so I’m leaving our island home where there’s a breeze off the water and I can swim to cool off (I went in twice yesterday — it was…
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