Our eight year old is holding a saw. And she is jubilant. A faint haze and the smell of fresh- cut pine hangs in the bedroom and four piles of sawdust lie on the floor like little Mayan pyramids. “We’ve finally figured out what to do with the bunk beds!” she exalts. To her right, the bunk beds sit, carefully severed, top bunk from bottom. Continue reading
“Go quick, mom. So we don’t miss the party!”
So says our little one, urging my partner Kathy back from the washrooms toward the large crowd of people gathering for May Day in Allan Gardens. A sea of the most unapologetically political groups in the city surround us: Idle No More Toronto, No One Is Illegal, Two Row Society, the Ontario Coalition Against Poverty (OCAP), Migrante, The Greater Toronto Workers Assembly, Maggie’s. And others. Continue reading
I can tell it’s spring.
We are winter weary and in need of fresh air. One of our annual adventures is to trek down to the edge of Lake Ontario. There, a billion huge boulders sit along the shoreline and call to our kids more powerfully than toys and ice-cream : “this is a landscape of unlimited potential.”
“Can we take off our shoes and socks as we climb?” they ask.
“You know the deal- watch out for glass, needles and condoms.”
Off they go, barefoot and bursting with excitement. Kathy and I look at each other, gauging our energy levels, and head off in pursuit. Continue reading
One of my kids is sitting at the kitchen table, working intensely in his sketch book. He is drawing a portrait of a man he met near Eglinton and Yonge Street earlier in the day. Slowly, ‘Sammy’ emerges with his reddish beard, long hair, and orange vest. Slowly, the invisible becomes visible, which is to say that Sammy, who amongst other things, is homeless, has etched his way into my son’s consciousness. Continue reading
I’m dreaming (with others) about connecting Toronto-local parents who are interested in sharing and strategizing about parenting for gender justice.
Let’s organize a space for adults to share ideas on how to affirm freedom of gender identity and expression in children. Continue reading
All the chapters worth reading for tangible strategies. Mine is Chapter 1 – Dancing in the Eye of the Storm: The Gift of Gender Diversity to Our Family.