A Date With My Dad

My dad will be coming over in a few hours, and when he does I’ll give him a hug and then each of my kids will follow suit to hug their Nana. If we get a chance to talk in the few minutes we’ll have before I leave to teach my writing class, it will be ‘instructions’ about the kids’ meal or what needs to happen for bedtime. Then I’ll be off, and when I get back my dad will likely have to jump in the car and make his 40 minute trek back home.

When we get together socially, it’s always a family gathering. Conversations take place in groups, and there’s a lot of focus on the kids.

And that’s how it is.

But it wasn’t always like that.

My dad was my very first best friend. Before I had my journal, before I met anybody else in the world with whom I would share the big and small things of my life, there was my dad. We were a carefree duo, the two of us, always finding time for a long conversation. Our shared interests gave us things to mull over. But then I grew up, life got ‘busier’, I got married, I became a mom, and we lost my mom after years of illness during which time there wasn’t the state of exhale that’s required for talking about abstract things.

When my mom died, we were flung into a new galaxy without gravity. She was the centre that anchored us, kept our feet on the ground, and when she was gone we each had our own grief to contend with in the ways we knew how. As more babies arrived and other major life changes happened, the duo we used to be seemed to be still sitting at a table in a long-ago kitchen surrounded by yellow walls and the sound of traffic from the open window above the sink.

As we both get older, I worry that those conversations with my dad may be just a thing of the past, unlikely to resurface, never to become a habit again. I think, how did we go from discussing world politics and social change at length to snippets about the kids and a few lines about work? When something great happens to me in my writing life, my dad is one of the first people I want to tell. But my work is more than just ‘this was just published’ or ‘I was recognized for this poem’…my work is a movement, and the roots of that movement lie in those conversations we had when I was a child, a teenager. And I want to tell him all of it. Why I write, what motivates me, why I entered that poem, why I chose the images I did. And I know there is more he would tell me, too.

I need more alone time with my dad.

So when I was invited to the local launch of the Harris 120 tea by Pink Chai Media and was told I could bring someone, I knew who I wanted to invite. Not only would my dad appreciate the food and the sitar/tabla concert, it would also be a chance to sit down with him over a cup of tea and chat.


During the evening, we got to try the goodies from the chai bar, including the tea of honour Harris 120, and were treated to live sitar and tabla music. And over a delicious, spicy meal we were able to take some time to talk. I got to tell him about why I write memoir, and a passion project I am working on. He shared some things that helped me understand a little more of our history in Africa.

It was a brief moment in time during which I was able to be ‘just me’ and he was able to be ‘just him’ and I do hope it’s followed up soon with another conversation over tea.

There is still so much to say.

It’s cliche and you’ve probably already heard it at least once this week, but life is short. Quiet the unnecessary noise, say ‘no’ to what doesn’t really matter, and make use of your precious time with the ones you truly want to be with.

I’m so grateful to my friends at Pink Chai Media for the invitation to try out the tea and bring a very special date. And thank you, Aziz Dhamani Photography, for the lovely photo of my dad and me that I could share here.

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Leading Moms 2016: Inspirational Talks Straight From The Heart

I truly believe that each of us have come here with a purpose, or even many purposes. There’s a reason we are who we are, why we care about the things we do, why we’re skilled in certain areas and curious about particular things. I don’t think our reasons for being here are as elusive as we attribute them to be. The more in touch we are with our authentic selves, the easier it is to bring experiences into our lives that give us fulfillment. When we use those experiences to benefit others, we achieve a sense of purpose.

I have also learned the importance of surrounding myself with people who inspire me, and offer me some kind of growth. This has actually been kind of cyclical for me; the more I engage in activities that fulfill me, the more of these kinds of people I meet. Then it seems my new connections bring something out in me, or guide me somehow, to another set of experiences that adds to my life.

Leading Moms is like that. This daytime event includes an incredible lineup of women who are entrepreneurs, activists, artists, innovators and moms. Each woman will talk on this year’s theme ‘childhood’, and we’ll get to hear the stories from their past that inspired their present. I love this event because it opens my eyes to another way of doing things, gives me ideas on how to balance motherhood and my dreams, and allows me to meet other women who are finding their way, and purpose, in this world.

This year’s lineup includes keynotes Tara Teng (Miss World Canada 2012 & Human Rights Activist), Miyoung Lee (Host & Producer at CBC News Vancouver) and Dr. Vanessa LaPointe (Registered Psychologist & Bestselling Author). I’m also excited to hear from Ranbir Puar (Founder of Spirituality for Reality Inc & TedX Speaker), Nicole Oliver (Actor, Director & Producer), Elaine Tan Comeau (Founder of Easy Daysies & 2014 Canadian Mompreneur of the Year), Bobs and Lolo (Songwriters/Children’s Entertainers), Erin Treloar (Founder of RAW Beauty Talks), and Sabrina Furminger (Journalist).

You can get to know each speaker in 30 seconds when you click on their bio – these videos were fun to watch and have me anticipating their talks even more!

If this event sounds like it’s just what you need right now – whether you’re at the beginning of your self-discovery journey, going full steam-ahead, or simply wanting to get out and meet other women – grab your tickets while the early bird prices are in effect. You can use coupon code LMTaslim for an additional $10 off.

Let me know if I’ll see you on Friday September 23 at the Vancity Theatre in Vancouver!

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5 Books To Keep Your 4th Grade Reader Happy This Summer

We all like happy children, right? Even though the summer promises happy, carefree children, sometimes we end up with cranky, I’m-so-bored children. Nothing wrong with boredom, except when it gets on my nerves. Thankfully there are children who love to read; thankfully, I gave birth to such children. A trip to the library cures all. This summer we grabbed a book list from Surrey Libraries to help my oldest daughter choose novels that are age-appropriate. She loves graphic novels and can spend hours poring over the diaries of dorky or wimpy children, but I want to expose her to other types of literature (including some of my old favourites!)

If you’d like to add to your home library, I recommend buying online at Indigo. Shipping is always free when your purchase is $25 or more. The books below contain my affiliate links.

Maybe your 4th grade reader would like to try one of these?

Dear Mr. Henshaw by Beverly Cleary

Dear Mr. Henshaw

The Twits by Roald Dahl

The Twits

Matilda by Roald Dahl


Everything On A Waffle by Polly Horvath

Everything On A Waffle

Superfudge by Judy Blume


What’s your 4th grade reader reading this summer? Leave a comment and let me know!

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9 Birthday Wishes For My 9 Year Old Girl

Yesterday, as we drove home from a company retreat up in Princeton, B.C. my husband and I had a chance to talk! (Yay for road trips and double yay for DVDs in the car). It was the eve of our firstborn’s 9th birthday and we had a lot to reminisce about. Inaya is responsible for so much good in our lives. Just by showing up when she did she was able to bridge a divide between my husband and his father and older sister. I also truly believe she was the reason why my mom held on to life as long as she did. Inaya initiated my creative recovery, launched me into a deep dive of that lovely, fulfilling question: “Who am I?” She made my husband softer, and showed him a more colourful picture with tangents and surprises. All the gifts a linear person needs to really enjoy life.

So, on this birthday, I’d like to share a blog post that my husband and I co-wrote in the minivan while Annie sang “Tomorow” and I tried not to be distracted by my favourite parts of the movie.

We came up with 9 wishes for our sweetheart who, a blog post I read earlier this year reminded me, is halfway to adulthood. *sniff* And here they are:

  1. We wish for Inaya a life of adventure. Inaya was always a tentative child. We actually never even babyproofed the house because we just knew Inaya wouldn’t get into anything. And she didn’t. She is cautious and pensive…but there is this part of her that I think really wants to get out there, and we do see glimpses more and more as she has new experiences. She loves fast rides and loopdeloops, and she talks about travel and freedom. We hope and pray that she decides to take the adventurous road when she can. We hope that, when we can’t tag along with her, she comes home to us with stories and that sparkle in her eye that we love.
  2. We wish for Inaya a life of fulfillment. We don’t care what Inaya ends up ‘being when she grows up’ and in fact, we hope she knows she can be multiple things. The important thing is that she feel fulfilled in everything she does, personally and professionally. We hope her measure of success is that peaceful, soulful feeling that Gandhi said comes from having everything she does, thinks and says be in harmony.
  3. We wish for Inaya the love of a family for all her life. The 5 of us are really close and we are also lucky to have a network of extended family that openly loves our children. We pray that as Inaya grows so does the family that loves her. We also pray that when her parents are no longer physically with her, she is surrounded by loved ones.
  4. We wish for Inaya a lifetime of unity with her siblings. May nothing ever come between them. May they always be each other’s ‘home’ no matter where they live in the world, or how they choose to live their lives. They are the only ones who truly know where each other comes from and their memories and experiences will run deeper and longer than with anyone else. May that always be their glue, and may they evolve into friends of the most special kind.
  5. We wish for Inaya true friendships that celebrate her for exactly who she is. It’s hard for a 9 year old to know just how many people she will encounter in her life; she still has high school friends and university friends and colleagues and neighbours etc. to meet. Many of these people will be pleasant acquaintances, but there will be a handful, we hope, of people who will have her back no matter what. We look forward to welcoming those people into her life and watching them live and learn together.
  6. We wish for Inaya a lifetime of great health. May she eat, drink and be merry, always.
  7. We wish for Inaya an attitude of ‘endless possibilities.’ We were going to say that we wished her endless possibilities, but really more important than the number of opportunities that are presented to her is the ability to see those opportunities even before they materialize. We want that for her. We want her to always know that she has options to create whatever life she wishes and that all her dreams are really just plans that she has the power to set into motion.
  8. We wish for Inaya a life of following her curiosities and enjoying her passions. Whether it’s farming or animals, music or dance, reading or storytelling…whatever she thinks is interesting or fun, we want her to always make the time and create the space for it.
  9. We wish for Inaya the ability to love herself unconditionally. Even as I write this, I know there will be times when her confidence in herself may be shaken. She may doubt herself or her abilities. She has a long road ahead and we hope it is paved with self-love.

Tomorrow our firstborn will be 9 years plus a day. And the rest of the year will fly by. She’s already excited about double-digits next year. I remember her first few months (sleepless months) when I’d pace her room trying to coax her into slumber, and I would make up songs in my delirium. Many of them were about longing for a night that she would sleep through (even at other people’s homes so I could get a night ‘off’). Now when she wants to sleep over somewhere I ask her twice, “Are you sure?” because I truly value her company, and I miss her when she’s not around. Her role as firstborn (especially with a sibling 6.5 years her junior) comes with some responsibility and though I wish she wasn’t always the first to volunteer to help, I know that her maturity will serve her well later. But also as firstborn she is the one who watched me grow into motherhood and the friendship that resulted from that has been one of my greatest gifts. I only hope she feels the same throughout her life.

We love you, Inaya. Happy birthday!

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Something Exciting Is Happening In The Mom Blogger Community! #vmtop30

It happens every year at this time! No, it’s not the anticipation of summer holidays (read: mad scramble to figure out what the kids will do when we’re trying to blog!)…it’s the celebration of the VancouverMom.ca Top 30 Mom Bloggers! Each year, Vancouver Mom puts out a call for your favourite mom bloggers and you respond in overwhelming numbers! And then VM has the daunting job of narrowing this great list down to 30.

These 30 moms are recognized for the work they put into their blogs and the impact they are making on the parent community. And by recognized I mean, we have a big ole party! This party is actually like an official start to the friendships, support and opportunities that lie ahead for these women, whether they decide to turn their blogs into full-time businesses, branch off into related fields or simply write for the sake of writing.

When I was nominated in 2012, my blog was less than a year old; I was a newbie in so many ways. The greatest blessings that came from my nomination were the confidence it gave me to present my writer self to the world, and the wonderful friendships I have gained. I wrote more about this last year, and I have to say it’s even more true today.

While most of the women who attend are bloggers, you don’t have to be one to attend! That’s why I’m telling you about it; it’s the perfect opportunity to make some new connections. If you read Vancouver-based blogs and want to meet the voices behind your favourites, there’s no better time. Also, if you’ve been thinking about starting a blog, or love writing in other ways, why not come down and talk to other like-minded women? Over the last couple years I’ve really come to realize how important face-to-face conversations are for me, and maybe you agree.

Consider this your invitation – tickets are $25 and the event includes a wine-tasting from the Oliver-Osoyoos Wine Association plus delicious local chocolates.

And I love how it’s being hosted at Roundhouse Radio 98.3 FM – a community-centred radio station. I thought that was pretty creative and a lovely way for those with a passion for communications to get to know one another.

So, will you be there? Grab your tickets and let me know! I’d love to see you on Wednesday June 22.

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Creative, Fun & Delicious Camps For Kids And Adults!

If you’ve been following #JafferFarm on Instagram, you’ve probably seen pictures of our adventures (and misadventures) in vegetable gardening. I can barely keep my cactus alive in the house, so why would I invest the time, money and energy into growing our own food?

  1. First and foremost, I’ve always wanted to try it. Just give it a go! I think that’s probably the most important reason for growing a vegetable garden, or doing anything, really. Why do gardens intrigue me? Why did I spend a fair chunk of my grad school years cutting out pictures of gardens and herbs from magazines? Why do my hands like the feel of moist, rich soil? Why do I love driving down farm roads? Why, as a college student, did I search real estate listings for hobby farms? I DON’T KNOW! And I don’t need to know. I just need to follow that curiosity and incorporate it into my suburban life. So, why NOT, really?
  2. Kids need to know what real food is. Since my kids were little (little-ER), I’ve always talked about food in terms of being real or not. For example, I ask them to choose real foods for their snacks, and as treats they can have something that’s not real. I know, it’s strange to treat yourself to something that isn’t necessarily good for you. But, whatever. The point is, I want them to know that real food grows, it has life, it has lived on land or in the sea or in the air. Because we also talk about God in our home, I incorporate that into how we talk about food. Did God make it or did people in a factory make it? That helps them determine what’s real. Considering my favourite snack is Lay’s Regular Potato Chips sprinkled with Louisiana Hot Sauce, I’m not judging people’s choices, but I’m hoping my kids can at least make educated decisions. Watching fruits and veggies grow, I think, cements the fact that Nature is super involved in this process!
  3. It’s a cool family project. The kids were special helpers to my husband in the actual building of the planters. They helped us shop for seeds and plants after making a list of what they want to grow. They water the planters. And once we figure out what’s a weed and what’s not, they’ll be helping us pull out weeds! We’ve also had some mishaps in the construction part (actually had a planter completely fall apart once the soil was put in!), and the kids got to see how we handled the disappointment, re-built it with extra reinforcements and crossed our fingers for the best. Honestly, if they weren’t watching I think we would have used way more curse words. Also, the other day we figured out what’s been eating away at our zucchini plant: a small black bird. My daughter suggested she and her brother make a scarecrow. Who knows if that will work, but I am pleased they felt invested enough in this project that they are showing this initiative.
  4. I like knowing about my food. I cook a lot at home. I’d say 5 or 6 out of 7 days we’re eating fresh, from scratch meals. Or if we use jars, we’re pretty good about reading labels and make the best choices we can. This kind of takes it one step further where I know how the produce is grown, what kind of soil I’m using, the seeds, the plants, the water.
  5. I want to set my kids up to feel confident about using their hands to create things. That might sound weird. But you know, there isn’t a whole heckuva lot we have to do these days ‘from scratch’ or without computers. With vegetable gardening, there’s only so much you can read and research and ask people; at some point, you just gotta do it! Plant the freaking seeds and see what happens! Or doesn’t! From #4 you can see that I like to control things. So, this point is probably the most difficult for me. But at the same time, I’m beginning to see that this isn’t a dire situation. I’m very grateful that my family will survive if that damn bird eats all of my zucchini plants. There will be things that do work, and that will be our focus.


The amazing thing is, as we were building the planters, I received an email from Cristel Moubarak, Culinary Dietitian of NutriFoodie! When I read about how she teaches nutrition, food-literacy and cooking to kids and adults, I definitely wanted to learn more about these camps she’s been running since the summer of 2012. In particular, the From Ground to Table camp intrigued me because it totally aligns with our own veggie garden goals. There are many more camps for kids focused on food restrictions, identifying ‘phony’ foods, multicultural cooking, and overall wellness through moving and eating.

I know many parents are scrambling right now to find camps for their kids this summer to keep them entertained and engaged, and everything I’ve read about NutriFoodie made me want to point these out to you! I also loved learning that Cristel truly is about nutrition (the science and wellness aspect) AND she’s a foodie – someone who is passionate about flavours, and bringing people together through food.

I’m always happy to share businesses of passion with my readers, in particular small, budding ones that I believe are revolutionary. I also love that NutriFoodie supports local organizations through proceeds; this year, the donations will be benefiting Planted which is a food community that supports charities providing equitable and sustainable food security options.

So, there you have it – the reasons why we’ve taken the plunge known as #JafferFarm, plus some great camps you might want to sign up for! Don’t forget to check out the adult classes that may even be covered by your extended health plan.

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Leaving My Kids

This time next week I’ll be waking up in Calgary, Alberta which is like 1000 km away. My kids and my husband won’t be with me. YOU GUYS!! I haven’t done this since my middle child was 18 months old (he’s now 6), and that was a two night Whistler staguette for an old college friend. I cried both those nights in the hotel room I shared with women I barely knew. Thankfully, they were all passed out from drinking while I cried my sober self to sleep.

Whistler is a two hour drive away. Next week, I’m leavin’ on a jet plane!

I didn’t think twice about booking this trip; my youngest cousin (my little sister, really) is graduating from medical school and I am unbelievably proud of her. I feel like I went through these past 3 years with her, getting nervous for exams, anxious about steely preceptors, and feeling relieved when each rotation ended. Though we have an age gap of 12 years, she is one of my best friends. I remember the day she was born, getting the call from my grandparents. I remember meeting her for the first time when she was 3 months old, holding her close as I rocked back and forth in the chair in her bedroom.

I remember when she was 6 and her dad, my mom’s brother, died. My mom was adamant we not lose touch with our cousins following his death; I am grateful to her for the love she had for her brother’s kids because that love has continued to grow in my own heart and now in my children’s hearts. Really, it’s an honour to have the opportunity to watch my little sister cross that stage and I know my mom and my uncle will be there in spirit. How could I miss the chance to be close to them, too, once again?

We usually visit my cousins and aunt every couple of years as a family. Each time we’ve gone I’ve had one or two or three children with me. Of course, that’s a very different trip! When babies need to sleep or nap, I need to excuse myself from conversations and chai to put them down. Or stay with them the entire time because they won’t sleep. When we go out, my attention is mostly on the kids. This time will be really different because I can stay up and drink chai without keeping an ear out for someone coming down the stairs. I’ll eat at a restaurant without cutting up someone else’s meal first. (Unless either of my cousins prefer this – I’m actually quite good at it!) My cousins have asked me, “What do you want to do when you’re here?” and I can’t decide! Should we just stay in in our pj’s and eat ridiculous amounts of baked goods? Or should we dress up and paint the town red? Decisions, decisions. I can get used to those kinds of decisions.

But I’m not gonna lie. I know being away from my kids and husband will be hard. To make it a bit easier on them, and on me, I’ve written letters to the two big kids for each day that I’m away. (The hubs can add “Remember to give kids a letter each day” to his to-do list). The letters greet them in the morning as I normally would, and include something to remember for the day (like family birthdays…May is a busy month for birthdays in our extended family so this is kind of insurance that my husband will remember, too). My little girly will get a drawing from me each day (because seriously, I can draw a heart and she’ll squeal in delight before she asks for a pen and scribbles all over it).

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To help the hubs, I’m going to cook a few meals ahead of time. Which, actually, is not any more work than I normally do, since I tend to cook a lot in the beginning of the week when the afternoons aren’t so crazy so that we have food to carry us through the nutty days. But I do make it a point to tell him, at least every other day, that I’m preparing meals for them. Is that so I feel less guilty? Haha! Perhaps. But hey, it’s working, because I actually don’t feel guilty at all about this trip!

Have you been away and left kiddies behind? What have you done to make it easier on them and yourself? I’d love to hear in the comments!

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The Hamster Wheel

Sometimes life can feel like a hamster wheel. Definitely, the laundry feels like that. Miss one day, or two and the mountain of clothes to be washed or dried or folded comes crashing down. Then you have to jump back on and maintain that perfect rhythm again. Or else.

But life is more than laundry (no, really) and I think the hamster wheel can apply to anything. What I find interesting about this contraption is sometimes we forget that we actually have some control over the pace at which it spins. And we have some control over what – or who – we bring along for the ride.

My family likes to go down to the lake when we can – about once a month over the winter and more in the spring and summer. It’s our happy place. It’s relief and freedom for each of us. What I love most about our trips to the lake is the time and capacity to reflect; I am truly in awe of how easily the excess crap melts away, while the things that really matter rise to the surface.


Every family works differently because the individuals that make it up have their own needs and interests. And each family as a unit has its own culture: values and goals that represent those individual needs plus something all-encompassing. It’s really important to be tuned-in to that culture and those values when you want to live an authentic life.

I’m sharing this because I hear moms talk about their worries about doing what’s best for their kids and their families. They look for answers in books or in other moms. Or they ignore those thoughts that creep up in those slivers of moments in between activity.

By all means, I think we can turn to whatever source of support we think we need – but I just want to remind you that the greatest expert on what your family needs is YOU.

Only you know what you want for your family. And most importantly, only you know WHY you want what you want for your family.

If your WHY is aligned with your values, then do what it takes to create that life for your people. If your WHY has anything to do with an outside influence, please go to a place where you feel relieved and free. An actual physical place outside of you, or some place quiet and deep inside of you. Ask yourself WHY in that place.

Why am I making these choices? Why do I want these things? Why is this a priority?

Everything else will fall into place. It’s a bumpy road for me, sometimes. We live in a culture of ‘do more’ but inside me, there is conflict in that. So regular check-ins help me figure out how to address that conflict.

I’m hoping this is helpful to you in your everyday decisions and in the big picture.

Let me know how you are handling the hamster wheel – are you dancing like the guy on the treadmill in that viral Facebook video? Or do you keep crashing and wondering what the heck is going on?

Thanks for reading!

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My Baby Is Two Years Old Today!

I just re-read my post from Alyzeh’s first birthday and now my screen is all blurry. (Might have something to do with the wet stuff on my cheeks). My baby, my last baby, is two today. And technically not really a baby. She came into the world as a complete surprise, when I had given up on my life-long dream of having 3 kids. In last year’s post I share all those details plus why we chose her name, Alyzeh Nasim, and exactly how well-matched her name is to her journey into our lives.

Normally people say they can’t believe how fast the time has flown, but today I’m thinking, has she really only been in our lives for two years? I can’t imagine what our family was like without her; it’s like an entire dimension was missing. Alyzeh has brought a lot of wonder into our home. That really is the best way to describe it. Because we are seeing her growth through our other children’s eyes we’re noticing so much, all the little things, and celebrating the strangest milestones in the best ways. One of the kids will say something like, “Look! Alyzeh can now pull things off the top of the table!” and we’ll all cheer and high-five her and she’ll turn around in circles laughing, not knowing why. If it was just me, I’d be like, “Okay, so now she can grab at anything I put within this distance from the edge of the table.” But my other kids have really added to my experience of parenting a baby and now a toddler.

I also love watching their dynamics; in the last 6 months especially, they’ve really started to gel. She has names for her brother and sister and special games with each of them. She recognizes their belongings and picks stuff up from the floor and takes it over to the rightful owner (thank you!). The older two anticipate her needs and are showing signs of empathy that I am in awe of. I hope all 3 of them always take care of each other like that. I guess that’s every parent’s dream, right?

Alyzeh is still very much into music. As a baby she had her favourite CD (music by Skye Dyer) and now she’s into Alicia Keys, Adele, and most of what’s on the radio right now. Her favourite song is Jocelyn Alice’s Jackpot which she recognizes from the first beat. The best is when she sings along: “Da! Pop!” And of course she dances. It doesn’t matter where she hears the music, she will bend her knees and jiggle while cocking her head to the side.

She greets everyone by name when she wakes up (and also the fireplace if it’s on). And she always gives everyone hugs and kisses before bed, totally unprompted. My favourite moments with her include when she holds my face in her hands, stares deep into my eyes and smiles. She’s got a lot of love to give and I’m so blessed that she chose me and our family to give it to.

Well, I think that’s enough gushing for one post, and I do appreciate that you read this. I know what it’s like to listen to parents talk about their kids and go on and on and on…so instead, I’ll show you pictures! (Excuse the sizing issues…I’ll have to figure that out!)

Christmas 2014
Christmas 2014

Disneyland June 2015

July 2015
July 2015
Breakfast to go - Sept 2015
Breakfast to go – Sept 2015

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Let’s Not Make It A ‘Season’ Of Giving

I’m happy to have my first post live on Hello Creative Family – and it’s all about one of my favourite topics! Right now we are being bombarded by messages of this ‘giving season’ which is GREAT because, yes, it’s a good time of year to give. But so is the rest of the calendar year.

So, how do we make it a lifestyle? And what about when we can’t afford to give? How do we get our kids in on it? I answer all these questions in my contributing post, and I really would love it if you would have a click-through. I’m always happy to share posts I write on other sites with my Let ME Out!! readers; you will love the content on Hello Creative Family so take a look around while you are there.

Have a read and leave a comment – I’ll be checking in to see your thoughts. Thanks for all your support!


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