Other people’s children

  On the weekend, my daughter and I went to dinner at Marché Movenpick, a popular downtown Toronto restaurant. As Continue reading →

Becoming my mother

Growing up, people often told me that I looked a lot like my mother. The standard response was to play Continue reading →

The Dawn of a new era

I have always liked my alone time. Before I had a kid, I would relish the times I had to Continue reading →