Bronwyn and her American Girl Dolls

A Test in Patience

We are navigating the uncharted waters of a very expensive new obsession. I figured it would happen sooner or later, but didn’t expect to dive in headfirst. I was hoping for a slower, gentler introduction to the American Girl pool.

Yes, the infamous doll has made her way into Bronwyn’s heart and has taken over her every waking thought. We watch American Girl movies, we surf the American Girl website and she’s already planning next year’s birthday party. The theme…. American Girl.

For her birthday this year, we spent a “girl’s day” shopping, lunching and getting our hair done. Part of the shopping experience was a trip to the American Girl doll store to buy Bronwyn’s present: Grace – the girl of the year. I knew she’d be expensive (we’ve been stalking her on the AG website, after all), but didn’t realize I’d need a second mortgage to pay for her many accessories… We settled for the doll, her dog and an outfit and ran quickly from the store.

Kit and Grace American Girl DollsBut once that bug settles in, it takes over. With so many play sets and outfits on display at the store, Bronwyn wanted to give her doll a few more accessories. We’ve been trying to talk her into waiting, to see if she will actually play with the doll before spending more on accessories, but with birthday money burning a hole in her pocket, it was hard to shut her down. She settled on another doll, to keep the first one company. The only problem was that the doll was not available in Canada; she could only be ordered online from the US.

So began the lesson in patience. Mine, not Bronwyn’s.

The website said that it would take between six and ten days to ship from Wherever USA to our house in Toronto. Business days that is, so up to two weeks from the time we ordered the doll to the day Bronwyn would be able to play with her. We went to bed that night talking about all the things that had to happen to get the doll here: the warehouse packing and shipping, traveling to the border, going through customs (like we did when we went to Florida), and finally into a mail truck and to our door. I tried to find a few extra steps that might add some time to the process, but she woke up every morning for the last week asking if this was the day Kit would get here. Every night after school, the first thing she would ask was if Kit had been delivered.

KIT arrivesI was more than ecstatic today; exactly one week from the day we placed the order, when the postman dropped Kit at my front door.

It hasn’t taken her long to become best friends with Grace either.

Bronwyn and her American Girl DollsNow I have to work on setting expectations for all the wonderful accessories Bronwyn has picked out from the catalog the American Girl people so thoughtfully added to the box with the doll. Either that, or start talking to the bank about that second mortgage…


Warning: This post contains MANY photos of very cold things.

Bronwyn and I went on an adventure today. Since it’s now March, which makes me think of March Break, which is close to Easter, which means spring, and that is practically summer (hey, it was -1 degrees today – that’s the warmest it’s been all year!), we decided to hit the beach. Continue reading “Cold”


It’s the seat warmers in my car on a cold winter morning.

It’s a good book and a glass of wine on a snowy afternoon.

It’s the smell of bacon cooking on a Sunday morning and bread fresh out of the oven.

It’s the heat of the sun shining through the windows and warming the car.

It’s enjoying a hockey game with friends. Even better when we win!

It’s “mom I love you” and a hug before bed.

Ultimately, it’s the sun on my face and sand between my toes as I play on the beach with these two…

Bliss… playing on the beach with the kids in Florida.

My Epic Nutella Day Fail

So, did you know it was International Nutella day?

Neither did I.

If I had known, say yesterday, I might have been better prepared to celebrate the occasion. Nutella is a staple in our home – the only way we can convince Bronwyn to eat bread is if it is slathered in Nutella. And even then, she tries to lick the spread off and leaves the bread behind. Continue reading “My Epic Nutella Day Fail”

When Good Crafts go Bad

There is a new teacher at daycare these days. She’s a bit earthy, in a bohemian-granola sort of way. Rather than taking turns on the one out-dated video game console, she is teaching the kids to sew, cook and even knit. It’s something I can really get behind and Bronwyn, being her crafty self, is all over it. Continue reading “When Good Crafts go Bad”

Homework Heaven

I loved school. I could have been a professional student, if my husband didn’t insist I earn my keep. The smell of freshly sharpened pencils (yes, they do have a smell), the crisp white pages of a new workbook, the metallic click of closing binders  – magical.

IMG_1059I live to “help” them with their homework assignments so when the kids bring home class projects, I get a little giddy. And when Bronwyn brought home her Flat Stanley-themed project I was in heaven.

After reading Flat Stanley in class, each student was tasked with creating their own “Flat Self”. The assignment was to take their “Flat Selves on a few adventures and document them in a workbook to present to the class. The project coincided with a hockey tournament to Buffalo, so Flat Bronwyn took a little road trip with us. Since it was a hockey tournament, Flat Bronwyn needed a team jersey, and there would be a pool, so she’d need a bathing suit too – nothing a little construction paper couldn’t fix.

I do admit, I got a bit carried away, but the pictures turned out great and I think Flat Bronwyn really enjoyed herself. I know I did!

I have my fingers crossed for an A+… I put a lot of effort into this assignment.

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