Piotr took Max to a huge indoor play area today, while I stayed home and worked on a MASSIVE! NEW! CLIENT! with a CRAZY! FAST! DEADLINE! of Monday afternoon. He took a few photos on his iPhone, for my (and now your) viewing pleasure. I wish I’d been there. Don’t you?
Step One: Find all the [...]
The background: this is a conversation had as Max and I walked home from his playschool yesterday; the challenge was trying to avoid all the huge puddles that have formed as the massive snowbanks have started to melt.
The event that began the conversation: Max walks through another puddle, this one up to his ankles.
Me: “Maksiu! [...]
So, you all know what an ‘It Girl’ is, right? Basically, she’s a gorgeous young thing who is always in the public eye and splashed across the media – yet she does pretty much nothing except shop and go to parties and get manicures and make sex tapes (actually, the sex tapes part is not [...]
My three-year-old son, Max: “Weronika is angry at me.”
Me: “I thought she was your friend.”
Max: “Yes. But she’s angry.”
Me: “But why?”
Max: “Because she’s a girl.”
Me: “That’s the reason?”
Max: “Yes. Sometimes girls are angry at boys. Just because they’re girls. And just because we’re boys.”
Practically licking the glass whilst oggling lingerie-clad models and hogging the remote, well before the dreaded age of ‘teenagerhood’… is there any doubt in anyone’s mind that I have my hands full with these two?
In Poland, there is a female ideal that is called ‘Matka Polka’. It literally translates to ‘The Polish Mother’, but it has a meaning that is a bit hard to really grasp: essentially, the expression means that when a woman becomes a mother, then – and only then – is she truly a Woman. It’s [...]
I love Max’s playschool. Yes, it’s private which means mucho buckso to pay for, but it’s such a worthwhile investment, especially when compared to the state-run and -funded playschools in Poland. He has two teachers, and six (SIX!) other kids in his group; they get three nutritious meals a day, they have English lessons twice [...]
After my peanut butter post, I got some private e-mails from a few people, asking me if there are any foods from my own childhood in Canada that I can’t get in Poland and which I wish I could give my own kids.
Let me answer that in just three words: OH HECK, YES!
(Imagine me now [...]
This honkin’ tin of Wedel real chocolate chip hot chocolate was my Valentine’s Day gift from the sweet man I married. The light milk chocolate chips are specially made to melt into whipped cream and milk over a low flame; it’s quite the calorie bomb (the milk is 3.2% and the cream is 36%) but [...]
