The Prime Minister thinks I’m special September 24, 2008

Dear Mr. Harper,
 
I am about to sit down to work (something, I understand, done by ordinary people), but before I do, I wanted to write you a quick note to say thanks. Before now, I did not realize that I was special.
 
I am a writer. It is my job. Just like some people are teachers, [...]

Tackling Sportball September 24, 2008

My 3-year-old has a lot of anxieties. Can you call then anxieties when he’s only 3? He’s afraid of the clapping on talk shows (so he really doesn’t like Ellen). He’s afraid of the hooray and yay after Happy Birthday. He’s not crazy about car washes. He doesn’t like Raffi. The list goes on.
All this [...]

Going Home September 11, 2008

What’s that saying? “You can never go home again?”
We’re leaving for Winnipeg this afternoon for a short visit. There is a big family gathering, a celebration of my brother’s wedding earlier this summer. My kids are going to be spoiled with attention. It will be wonderful to see everyone — I come from a big [...]