April 2010
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Bikes and Tatts
I grew up in a pretty traditional middleclass family of four. A dog, dinner at 6, bills, you know, school carpool. The Martin family was what you might call conventional, but not in a completely negative way. We could express our point of view… up to a point. My parents allowed us to have pierced ears (lobes only), never a pieced eyebrow or (God-forbid) a pierced nose! And no one in my family...
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Just Say Yes
Lately “no” has become the most uttered word around our house. If Google were measuring, they would rate it as trending “spicy.” I’m not proud of this. I hate “no.” I don’t like being told “no” in any situation, so my guess is that Maggie doesn’t like it much either.
How can “no” magically disappear from your parental vocabulary even when you’re dealing with a spectacularly willful three...
The Sky is Not the Limit
Dinner: Maggie: “Mama, can I be a doctor when I get big?” Me: (grinning proudly) “Of course. You can be anything you want to be.” Maggie: “A doctor for turtles?” Me: “Yep.” Maggie: “Can I be an astronaut too? And can I go to space… today?”
Do you remember when all of this felt possible? Think for a moment about how you used to dream when you were a kid. Without filters. Big reckless...
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The Homecoming Dance
I was away from home shooting a show in Montreal for 5 weeks. It was a pretty grueling schedule but there was always time for my daily Skype call with my daughter, Maggie. She and my husband came to visit halfway through, but it was still a pretty long separation. So, as you can imagine, I was counting the days until I could be home with my family, in our own house, just us, together.
Well,...
