Of course our stories – your story, my story, the story of the drunk down in Apartment 8 –are all pretty much the same, that is they are all stories of human beings trying to get by in one way or another. I was reminded of this last night when Liz, my oldest, performed in […]
My daughter the singing orphan (and an update on Timothy) Read More »
I’ve been looking through the Parenting Manuel they gave when my oldest was born but I don’t see anything on what to do when she gets five, yes FIVE, boys professing their love for her. Liz is 10. ‘Daddy, daddy!’ is how it all started one day after school. ‘You’ll never guess what happened!’ Liz
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The other time that we almost lost Jon, (see http://www.thomasfroese.com/the-day-we-almost-lost-jon/ for the first time), he was running from a girl at school. As fast as possible. (This is not unusual for my son, a young man who tends to be pursued by the girls. http://www.thomasfroese.com/too-young-to-marry/ and http://www.thomasfroese.com/jons-pre-marital-woes-continue/ ) But during this partiuclar chase he crashed head-first into
The day we almost lost Jon II (or The bravest boy on this side of the Atlantic) Read More »
‘Dude,’ I said. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘I’m putting on my shirts,’ he said. ‘I’m going to put on 100.’ This is Jon. 100 shirts. We have 42 seconds to get into the vehicle and drive to school and Jon is on a mission to put on 100 shirts. He stood in his closet, pile
Jon wears 12 shirts … tries for 100 Read More »
As noted yesterday at http://www.thomasfroese.com/my-daughter-rocks-in-the-writing-world-and-the-kitchen/ this is Liz’s award-winning story in its entirety. Mr. Carrot’s Exciting Day Mr. Carrot was walking to work, anxious to hear his first assignment from his new boss. “It’s my first day of work,” hummed Mr. Carrot. “Almost there,” he whispered to himself, as he took a deep breath. When
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Liz just wrote her first award-winning story. It’s called ‘Mr. Carrot’s Exciting Day.’ The award was a cookbook given by her Year 5 (that’s Grade 4 in Canada) teacher. And so Liz has been in the kitchen quite a bit these days, with her apron and smile and mango smoothies and other big rockin’ plans
My daughter rocks in the writing world … and the kitchen Read More »
There is an art to doing Nothing. You can’t really try to do Nothing. The very act of trying means you’ll do a rotten job on it all. This is one of the reasons I love Hannah. Because of all the book characters that she could have been today, she chose Winnie the Pooh, the
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Unlike Maple Crest, where I started my school career as a very blonde and very skinny boy, the middle school I attended, Burleigh Hill, is still standing. During the two years I attended Burleigh Hill, I would go from my house along roads like Townline and Rowntree, past the Stop and Go corner store to
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