Fruitloop’s Reflections

  • The art of kindergarten bandages and water shows

    In my household, there is simply never a dull moment. You might be rolling your eyes right now, leaning back with your own coffee, and thinking, “What happened now?” It’s a fair question. Life here doesn’t nudge; it usually erupts. Monday mornings are my Everest. I’m not entirely sure why, but I wake up feeling…

  • The high altitude of laundry and Zumba

    This week has been a lesson in drainage. Not the kind where water flows neatly into a gutter (which it did), but the kind where your physical and mental batteries hit that flickering red line. It started with ten minutes of “Beginner Zumba” on YouTube with my son. I’m giving you a fair warning: if…

  • The Great Aquarium of Autumn

    According to the weather service, we are in for a wet, cool Autumn. Our usually sunny town has decided to try on a new personality—one that is grey, gloomy, and “cloudy with a chance of thundershowers.” I’ve mentioned before that it feels like I’m living in London, but this week, I’m convinced I’ve actually moved…

  • A week in the digital dark ages

    The silence in the house wasn’t the peaceful kind—at least, not at first. It was the heavy, expectant silence of a family waiting for a little green light to flicker back to life on a plastic box. Last Sunday, I made a conscious choice to leave the laptop closed. I had things to do for…

  • The Spongebob Symphony and the Monday Fog

    Monday has arrived again, and somehow, the weekend disappeared faster than a cake at a birthday party. After the few mishaps of last week, I had high hopes for a quiet sanctuary. I successfully avoided the swing ball and the driver’s seat, but I forgot one thing: the house was full and too small to…

  • The Saturday Morning explosion

    The morning is a quiet, grey watercolor. Outside, the rain is doing that rhythmic, soft dripping on the roof that makes you want to stay in pajamas until Tuesday. I’m sitting in the living room, cradling a mug of coffee and staring into the middle distance, watching the house slowly come into focus. Then, I…

  • The Art of the Friday Unpause

    Some mornings feel like they were scripted by a very tired comedian. I’m sitting at my laptop with a first cup of coffee, a dull headache, and a nose that has decided to retire from breathing. Outside, the neighbors are singing “Happy Birthday” to someone over the phone. I can hear every enthusiastic, slightly off-key…

  • Testing my parenting skills while creating a Lego Design

    Yesterday, at 4:15 PM, I was hovering in that strange purgatory between a Zoom meeting and the vegetable drawer, trying to decide if we were a pasta or a stir-fry family tonight. Then the pings started. First, a text from my mom: she has half a pumpkin to share if I want to drop by….

  • Just be yourself

    It’s been a while… Lack of motivation. Lack of ideas. Feeling lost and the feeling of “not having enough time”. Pressures of everyday life. Starting over in grade 1 – and failing at grade 1 math… I am glad I am not 7 years old anymore. My son is going through some things. He loves…

  • Your best will always be enough

    Sometimes we have to remember: we are not a microwave, we don’t beep when we are ready or perfect. Imagine the confusion it will cause. Found the perfect Christmas gift at the mall. Beeeep! Just had the best cup of coffee. Beeeep! I got out of bed today. Beeeep! Washed my hair. Found a parking…