Flying

Flying

“Ireentje, Robbie. Go play outside. It’s warm and sunny—finally. I thought winter would last forever this year!” Ireentje (pronounced Ee ʁain chuh) frowned and pushed out her lips. They lived in Canada, not the North Pole! Why would Mommy think such a thing? She put...
My Daddy is Awesome

My Daddy is Awesome

Her Daddy is Amazing! Many years ago, my 3-year-old granddaughter, Megan, came into the living room, announcing that she is carrying the doll stroller because she is very strong. I asked her if it was heavy, and she easily confessed that it isn’t. Since...
What We Say Matters

What We Say Matters

My Sweet Rebel After adjusting my wailing baby’s cover to keep the drizzle off his clothing, I continued pushing the stroller up the road. My toddler was running on ahead, as she often did. “Cathy, stay away from the curb!” “It okay, Mommy. I not fall.” I ground my...