Tag: Family life with teens

  • Almost ready to eat

    Almost ready to eat

    Back in my twenties I had this idea for a food service business. I thought there might be a market for meals which were almost ready to eat. The dishes would come to your door, fully assembled. All you had to do was pop something in the oven or add a dressing. I wished that…

  • Family travel, essential alone time

    Family travel, essential alone time

    The one thing a person must have is time alone. When we decided to travel together as a family, we didn’t consider how much time each of us would require. Some people can get by on very little and others need a much larger dose on a more regular basis. We did not really discuss…

  • Our kids have outgrown us

    Our kids have outgrown us

    It was bound to happen, at some point. During the course of this travel year, our teenaged kids have grown taller than their parents. Our son has inched up over everyone else in the family and our daughter is not the shortest. They were each very happy when they passed those milestones. My husband not…

  • Teenagers are teachers, if we listen instead of lecture

    Teenagers are teachers, if we listen instead of lecture

    “Coming home with straight A’s is fine, I’ll accept that, but what I’d rather have you do is come home and tell me something amazing that you learned in the spirit of doing something good for someone else, come home and tell me some really dramatic failure that occurred as you were trying to solve…

  • Roll with it, re-group, change of plans – travel demands flexibility

    Roll with it, re-group, change of plans – travel demands flexibility

    “Mount Agung, in Eastern Bali, spurted clouds of grey and white ash across the Indonesian island and sparked a dangerous flow of debris”, according to the headline news. That’s not good. After leaving Cambodia, we were hoping to spend a blissful month in Bali. The Indonesian Island stop was a key component of our trip,…

  • I never wished to be Ann, with an ‘e’

    I never wished to be Ann, with an ‘e’

    I’m not sure when I got my paperback copy of the beloved Canadian classic, Anne of Green Gables by L. M. Montgomery. I think it was a gift from my Aunt, although I can’t be sure. It is too fragile to read now. The spine is cracked and the pages are about to fall out.…