In our efforts to raise the status of girls, minorities, and other marginalized groups, we may not have realized that we were lowering the status of the boys.
Last night I scrolled through my Facebook feed. A feed that, after a busy weekend for so many, contained posts by parents excited about their kids achievements. Tournaments, competitions, performances happen every weekend and every weekend, it’s there: the photo of the kid with the medal, with the certificate, with the bouquet of flowers after an award winning performance. Do […]
Having busy kids is exhausting and sometimes we wonder why we do it. Then again, they are why we do it, and isn't that the best reason?
I used to think I put myself first, or that at the very least, on an equal level with my family. I, Randi Jo Torgrimson, hard core feminist, non-working but bachelor’s degree holding kinesiologist, former business owner, teacher, mother, dream-carrying human, would not sacrifice her own life for the sake of her family’s. Wait a minute, yes I would. If […]
Growing up is hard, especially when it's your kids.
I had a plan for the day, for the week actually. I was going to get shit done. I was going to write, I was going to clean my house and plan some meals and get some groceries so I could actually cook for my kids. Hell, I was even going to build a deck. And then my plans went […]
Spring break has ended. Two weeks (yes, in our school district it is two weeks, not one) of being off from school. Two weeks with my kids at home; no holidays, no trips, no plans, nothing. Was I excited for them to go back to school? Meh. Sure, I guess. Did I survive it? Yeah. I did. I barely […]
…even if your parents tell you you should! My daughter just came into my office, her lips trembling, tears threatening to spill. Why? Because she’d just looked up some puppies she wanted on the shelter website, only to discover, they were gone. No longer available perhaps? But here’s the thing. She was never allowed to get the puppies. She just […]
Tomorrow, if I get my shit together in time, I will be heading down south for a little holiday with my two children. Because I live in the arctic (okay, no I don’t, but it sure as hell feels like it sometimes), going to southern BC means driving for a minimum of 12-hours. With the amount of times I have […]
Lately I’ve felt this need to pray. Not all the time, but just in moments. Moments where my son is at the starting gate, revving the engine of his little Cobra 50 dirt bike and lined up with 20 or so other kids all who are also rearing to go. All of whom are focused on the countdown and who […]