Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

After 11 years of marriage I think my husband is having an attack of 'How well do I really know you?' He doesn't know my favourite colour, movie, song or books, but I figured it's because for 1 year of our 2-year courtship (during which one usually finds out about such things), we were on different continents. So I thought maybe I'll take a stab at a flower I like. Then I came up with 3 and I guess not surprisingly, my choices reveal something about me. Unfortunately, I don't think this will help him much except to confuse him even more. The sunflower . I like the sunflower because it stands head and shoulders above other flowers. The stalk is thick and strong and the flower is sturdy and bold. Attention-getting. The rose . The rose seems to me to be easily recognizable, accessible. You know what you're getting with a rose. It is soft, warm to look at and approachable, and on top of everything, they smell great! Can't beat sweet-smelling. (These are my M...

A couple of days ago Lucas told me that I needed to cut Liam's nails because they were sharp and Liam was scraping him. So I told him that I did just cut Liam's nails. Before I had time to qualify by saying that sometimes, the edges can be sharp when they've just been cut, Lucas asked me, "Mama, is there a store or somewhere you can take Liam to get his nails cut?" The implication was clear, I heard it myself - my own son wanted to outsource me! So while I was shaking my head in woe and lamenting on how far I had fallen, I thought about what Lucas said and more importantly what prompted his question. Gunnar calls Lucas our "problem-solving" son. He has a very direct approach to most things and has a simple view of the world. He is also very innocent, I think, for a 7-year old. Case in point, he started dangling pretzel sticks out the side of his mouth, much like a cigarette. Gunnar was a little disturbed, but of course it was just "..tumblewe...