Dear Picklebunny, Oops..is that an embarrassing name? Honestly, I call you whatever comes to mind and you just seem the perfect little “whatever-I-call-you”. Picklebunny, Sweatpea, Bean Bean, Snuggle Puppy, Cuddle Bunny, Cuddle Bug, Bumble Bee, Pickle, Thing 2, Little 1, Gondu, Gondi, Gonduli, Gundula, and Pumpkin, are some of the more common names I use …
Here is a Jewish Potato Latke recipe that is sure to make you keep asking for more. Whether you are making these for Hanukkah or just because, I hope you like the recipe and enjoy the latkes.
I want to do something powerful. I want to make a difference. Everywhere I look, I find limitations and not all of my own making.
My kids really enjoy art especially things having to do with splashes of colors. More specifically, they like to let their imaginations flow whether with color markers, crayons, paints, or whatever else.
Last month, I completed 2 years as a reluctant stay-at-home-mom. Woe is me, I know!! I summarized my first year as a SAHM in this blog post from 2016. At the conclusion of my second year, I realized that I often write about everything I do wrong with parenting and mothering. Even though there are …
Monday, October 9, is Canadian Thanksgiving or as Canadians call it, Thanksgiving. Every year since 2012, I have cooked traditional Thanksgiving meals for my family, especially my husband, and our friends.
Recently, we have been meeting and chatting with life insurance companies so we can both secure a future for our kids and the surviving spouse should something unfortunate happen to either of us. We are both in general good health as far as I know.
By definition, if it’s your passion, it is exclusive to you, the person with that passion. Sure other people may help fuel it or try drowning it out, still, the thrill, the energy, the work, yes the work, is yours to do what you will with it.
The book begins with highlighting, first, the fact that we’re all different. How can our differences unite us? A perfect children’s book to help understand differences don’t have to divide.
I have been away for so long now that I feel guilty I have missed noting and archiving important milestones in my kids’ lives. Regular readers of this blog know that my priorities shifted considerably after the launch of theParentVoice.Com, an online magazine for multicultural and multiracial families to call home. As a result, I …
In Part II, I list three more Reasons Why I am an Indian…but not Really, or Why I am a Part-Time Indian: Clothing, Religion, and Food
Here’s why even though my passport identifies me as an Indian, I am actually, maybe, not one…then again, since when has a mere official document defined anybody completely, right?