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From early on, my husband and I had a pretty good idea our youngest son was a lefty. When he started using a spoon, it was in his left hand. When he reached for toys or zoomed cars along the floor, it was with his left hand. When he learned to colour, he was all left. And when we handed him a hockey stick, he immediately held it in his left. When we gave him a ball and glove and he wanted to throw AND catch with his left hand, it confirmed it for us. We quickly returned to the store to buy him a new glove.

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We all have it. A love/hate relationship with kids and their screens. Tablets, iPhones, iPods, PS4, Xbox, there are so many devices kids can play on these days that it’s hard to keep up! It’s also hard to remember what life was like before kids constantly had screens in their faces. But in our house, we wanted to remember. So, for 30 days, we put our home on an electronic “cleanse”.

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Every year around Mother’s Day, a huge fuss is made for Moms. You know, make sure Mom has time to put her feet up, send her flowers, go out to eat so she doesn’t have to cook, give Mom some time to herself, and so on and so on. Don’t get me wrong, as a Mom myself I definitely agree that Moms are deserving of all of these things and more! I’ve just found that not nearly as much of a fuss is made for Dad’s on Father’s Day, and I think there should be!

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Growing up, I always looked different than everyone else. I was the only redheaded, pale-skinned, freckled-faced kid in my class in elementary school. In high school, I think there were maybe 3 redheads in my graduating class. While I don’t remember ever wanting to dye my hair or change anything about my appearance, I do remember wishing that I could blend in a little bit more.