Are We Failing As Parents?

Apologies for a very long post. I have a lot to say on this topic. If you make it to the end of this post, I must congratulate you for your patience; if you don’t, I understand. Some of my fondest memories were created while at play. The first sand castle, the first friends, the…

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Preschool and My Empty Nest

My daughter just started preschool and though it’s only been three days, and she’s gone only for 2 hours a day, I already feel like the house seems forlorn without the bumbling of My Little Miss Busy Bee. I know I sound like one of those really clingy mamas, but I’m not. Really, I’m not.…

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Thirty Seconds Tale #11: Boo-Boo

“Eat carefully! Don’t let the food drop on your clothes, okay, or Mumma will be very upset with you”, she scolded her toddler, and when she took her own spoonful to her mouth, it slipped and plopped right on her own clothes. “Haw, Mumma made a boo-boo!” Copyright ©2017 Pradita Kapahi. All rights reserved.

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WHAT MOTHERHOOD TAUGHT ME ABOUT TIME

Originally posted on Candles Online:
“I need to make time for working out.“ “You should make time for the kids.” “He needs to make time for his check-ups.“ These are just random sentences, from everyday lives, but notice how they all use the phrase ‘make time’. How do you think this phrase originated? I mean…

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She Scribbles

  Teeny-tiny, unsure feet, Pitter-patter around the house. Busy, chubby fingers scrawl, On the yellowed distemper, Without a single pause. There’s a bald parakeet, And here’s a lame crane. Oh, is that a rather long bus, Or a very short bullet train? She embellishes the drawings, With lines, squiggles, dots. The elephant has banana ears,…

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