When Play Dates Ruin Your Life

“Play dates are fun!” Says NO ONE who has ever had to deal with 7, 6, 4, and 2 year olds acting like it’s 4am at a rave. The only things missing are the glow sticks.  And, I mean, sometimes there are actual glo... Read More...

MOVING WITH KIDS: The Ultimate Shit Show

Moving is stressful. It’s stressful to pack up your entire life. It’s stressful even with help. You know what it is when you have children? A war zone. Survival of the fittest. A reason for re-evaluating whethe... Read More...

AIN’T NO THING BUT A KETTLEBELL SWING

SIMPLIFY. SIMPLIFY. SIMPLIFY.  If there’s one crucial thing we need to learn how to do once we become parents, it’s to simplify our once overly complicated routines.  Since time is of the essence once you throw... Read More...

WHOSE VACATION IS IT ANYWAY?

THE BABY’S. AND ONLY THE BABY’S. (You know whose vacation it ISN’T? Yours.) Dear friends and co-workers who I left behind when I blew the popsicle stand called Toronto for an extended leave to the south b... Read More...