This is book 30 of The Tania Series. Tania and her friends are on the way back from a school trip. It is pouring cats and dogs and the roads have started flooding. As the school bus crawls through a water logged street, the engine sputters and chokes and comes to a grinding halt. The kids are stranded. What will they do?
I have never really spoken to my kids about God. I wouldn't know what to say. I know some parents have a tough time talking about sex or periods to their kids. But, to me, God seems a much more complicated subject, because, I, myself, am not sure who or what God is.
This is a simple book of mainly 3 and 4 letter words, about a girl's interactions with her doll, Sam. It contains a few sentences with many of the words repeated several times. The pictures provide context and help the child figure out the words. It is a perfect book for your child to start reading, with your help. You are welcome to print this out for personal use.
This is a simple book of mainly 3 and 4 letter words, about Mama's morning routine. It contains a few sentences with many of the words repeated several times. The pictures provide context and help the child figure out the words. It is a perfect book for your child to start reading, with your help. You are welcome to print this out for personal use.
This is a simple book of mainly 3 and 4 letter words. It contains a few sentences, with many of the words repeated several times. The pictures provide context and help the child figure out the words. It is a perfect book for your child to start reading, with your help. You are welcome to print this out for personal use.
Someone had once asked me “Did you not always want to be a queen?” I replied “I did not even want to be class monitor.”
This is a simple book of mainly 3 and 4 letter words. It contains about a dozen sentences, with many of the words repeated several times. It is a perfect, first book, for your child, to read with your help. You are welcome to print this out for personal use.
Bite sized, mess-free, pieces of nutritious, fluffy, chocolaty, goodness that make both mother and daughter happy.
Whatever their age may be, most women are anxious as they step through the doors of a gynaecologists office for the first time. For some of us, a host of questions run through our minds. Others prefer not to think about it. Some are too embarrassed to ask the questions that plague them.
I have been a stay at home mom (SAHM) for 4 years, dabbling in writing for fun. I have set my own deadlines, and worked only as much as I felt like, whenever I felt like. But I noticed that I felt like it more and more often.
Recently, I have come across a number of posts where people claim they are not going to teach their daughters to be nice. They are going to teach them to stand up for what they believe in, instead. What puzzles me is, how these came to be mutually exclusive.
This is a short story set in the Tania universe. Tania and her family are on vacation. Tania opens a locked cupboard to find a litle boy locked inside. What could this be all about? Read on to find out.
Sweat trickled down her face and spine. The sun was beating down. It had been so pleasant when they had left for the walk, but the sun had creeped up on them quickly.
What makes mixers explode? How does milk curdle? How does Sonia's accident improve a recipe for strawberry yoghurt? Can you make chocolate flavored bread pudding in the microwave? And how does Tania end up with glue in her tummy?
This is not a disturbing story about the frightening contents of a grave that escaped it's confines, or about any native American rituals. Actually this is about my 18 month old baby and her indomitable spirit.
I often write about the interactions between my two little ones. So far the younger one had been eager to accept help fom the older one and watch in awe as the older one does things that she her self can't yet do.
Is love really blind? Or are there signs we read and follow at least at a subconscious level?
On hot summer days when the kids are home every day, moms are on the look out for cooling recipes and engaging kids activities. Here is a way to kill the proverbial two birds with one stone or should I say ice-cube?
It all began one summer afternoon. I was barely 13 and suffering from an upset stomach. My grandmother introduced us. She said I'd feel better. And indeed I did. Since that day, it has been an awesome 20 years, together, for us.
I recently read this interesting article about how advertising is effective. To summarize it targets our deepest insecurities, and then tells us that having such and such product can solve our problem. By pinching where it hurts most, it makes us worry or feel bad about our selves, and then capitalizes on our desperation or misery.
No, this is not an April fools joke. But really, what on earth could she be talking about?
