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The Canucks.  My husband grows play-off beards for them; drinks Guinness with them; holds his breath during shoot-outs for them.  He is a life-long fan and these days, bath and bedtime stand in his way when the game is on. In my husband’s 37 years he has never been to a game – not at [...]

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The brakes failed on the minivan as the girls and I drove to Ikea. There I was, calmly fighting the brake pedal, in Kingsway traffic.  It: wanted to buck my foot off (something it succeeded on doing twice) with grinding pops.  I: wanted the minivan and the shrieking metal on metal sound to stop. We [...]

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Tow Mater

It can’t be legal to sit in the minivan while it’s hoisted into the air and driven through the parking lot, but it was fun. The driver offered to drive us to the entranceway of the school so we could wait there for our taxi.  I declined as Miss Q’s fingers were digging into my [...]

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Taxies.  It seems wrong that (a) your children don’t have to be in car seats while in them (b) you don’t have to be buckled and (c) babies can sit on your lap.  Just because they’re “professional drivers” doesn’t mean that other drivers won’t plow into them.  And have you seen how some taxi’s drive?  [...]

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It was painfully obvious as we strolled through a plastic Hello Kitty store (everything was in plastic bags), that wandering in and out of stores for three hours wasn’t going to cut it.  Miss Q had already walked for an hour from Budget Brake and Muffler to Metrotown – the last 30 minutes of the [...]

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Easter in Osoyoos is wonderful. There are egg hunts on the elementary school field, and in the Home Hardware. There is a firefighters’ head shave for cancer at the fire hall. Face painting and a fishing game put on by Osoyoos Royalty Queens. A pancake breakfast, and an Easter parade down Main Street. Frances, who [...]

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Egg hunts and head shaves aside, my favourite activity is the (perhaps slightly rigged) Easter Bonnet contest. Shortly after glaring at my husband for feeding Miss Q a Lilliput easter egg (the small foil wrapped ones), I realized that I had morphed into a pageant mum.  (The kind of  pageant mum that gets herself on [...]

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Poor Miss Q is getting a bad rep and she’s only up-chucked in her carseat twice.  However, for my husband, twice was two times too many – because he was the one cleaning the apparatus.  So, thinking ahead to the nearly 24-hours (round trip) she was going to be in the car, he packed an [...]

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We decided, once again, that the best way to get to the grandparents in Osoyoos was to drive through the night with our littles.  What is usually a seven-hour trip (including the ferries) has become an almost twelve-hour marathon; with my husband and I nattering at each other from Princeton to Osoyoos to keep each [...]

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