This is a Haida story that I learned from PNW Native American elders at a Potlach event on Whidbey Island:
Once upon a time, there was a rotten little boy who lived with his mom and dad. He hated to be told what to do. He did not like when his parents told him to go there, do this, go to bed. He didn’t like any of it. Continue reading “Native teachings: from Elder to Child”
The recent warm, dry weather here in Seattle is a delightful taste of summer’s imminent arrival. Although there’s a mass surge of people seeking outdoor adventure, and camping/cabin reservations can be hard to come by on short notice, there are some creative ways to get out and enjoy mother natures bounty for those spontaneous planners (me!). For us, one of those ways is a bike trip to the majestic San Juan Islands, tucked between Anacortes, WA and Victoria, B.C.
Continue reading “Biking with Kids in the San Juan Islands”
Toilets and Philosophy. Yes, we’re going there, so bear with me for a minute….
Ok, so you’ve got a kid who really needs to use the baño. Oftentimes, finding a public washroom can be challenging enough. So let’s say you do manage to find one (congrats!), and then you find yourself faced with another hurdle — gender*. You’re a solo dad or mom, and you’ve got a young child of the opposite gender. ¿Que hago?
(*This post assumes gender binarism for example purposes only. Non-binary gender folks can face additional challenges, and I can’t write this post without directly acknowledging my respect and support for this population.)
Continue reading “When you gotta go……”