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Prehistic Fun With Food
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Car Seat Calendar
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Words That Must Die
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I Don’t Care If You Stare
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Overjoyed

Car Seat Calendar

Photo albums are awesome. Journals are a joy. Baby books? Brilliant (or so I’ve heard, since I’ve yet to make one). All of these milestone trackers are a wonderful vehicle for a trip down memory lane. Another way to witness the growth of your child is a car seat collage. What? It can be a thing, can’t it? Note: “Somebody” just graduated to a big girl booster seat and she couldn’t be more proud. 

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I Don’t Care If You Stare

Pretending to be a puppy at the pet food store… The moment I stopped caring so much about how strangers perceive my child, is the moment I was set free. I can’t pinpoint when it happened exactly, but somewhere along the road from resentment to contentment, I rediscovered the joy of parenting my unique child.    I don’t mind a curious glance my way if it’s brought on by my own behaviour. If I pull out some experimental moves on the dance floor and turn over on my ankle and squeal like a pig, (hypothetically of course) an eye-roll in my direction is justified.   When strangers stare disapprovingly at my innocent child however, my mama lion mane stands on end.   Though my daughter appears “normal,” her developmental delays cause some decidedly odd behaviours. Errands are always eventful.    Common grocery store scenario: As she furiously stuffs checkout aisle candy into her pocket, her attention suddenly turns to the man behind us in line. While tugging relentlessly on his sleeve, she announces to all within earshot that he’s her daddy (I never met the guy, I swear!). When she tires of him, she darts behind the counter to give[…]

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Overjoyed

Perhaps it’s attention seeking behaviour or possibly it’s the thrill of being the centre the action. Whatever the reason, my daughter is rather dramatic. I haven’t the vaguest idea where she gets it from. *flips back hair and sighs emphatically*  The first time she staged a “fake fall” we were shocked. We were spending the day at the Royal Ontario Museum as a family when Avery stumbled over a gentleman’s foot. She hit the floor with the force of a feather, but instead of getting up and moving on, she remained face down, arms and legs splayed every which way. The man was horrified and immediately went to her aid. We were concerned at first too, but when she looked over at me and grinned, I knew. She was acting.  Since then our mini Meryl Streep has regaled us (and others) with many such dramatic performances. Like an Oscar worthy shopping cart accident at Chapter’s last week.  Or this horrific (looking) bicycle fail at her cousin’s house last summer. Granted, she did tip over but… in slow motion. She took the time to place her cheek gently to the asphalt and even added some groaning for  effect.       […]

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