Interview with Frances, Aged 12 years, 5 months

Current job? ~Student. I’m 12 Dream job? ~Anything that makes me enough money to run a Friesian and Lippizaner care centre attached to a vet’s office where my friends can come and ride my horses for free. Not Mummy Favorite food? ~Salad Favorite type of cat? ~Calico Favorite candy? ~Anything sour Favourite ice cream? ~MintContinue reading “Interview with Frances, Aged 12 years, 5 months”

Shaking my head

Just in case you’re wondering what the Pink Cup Family does on a Saturday afternoon (after returning from the barn), I provide you the following glimpse. Apparently, we just laze about in the living room discussing things that have little or no relevance to what any of us is actually doing, and Frances’s wit simplyContinue reading “Shaking my head”

Lego in motion

Not only has Frances been nonstop energy 18+ hours per day since she was 13 months old, she has always sought or invented alternative methods of transportation. At the age of three, she began asking for a “motorised vehicle,” but we’ve always thought that she moved around enough without the assistance of a motor. TheContinue reading “Lego in motion”

My apologies

I’ve attempted many blog posts, but something is happening: Frances is growing up and writing about her can be an invasion of privacy. So, while I find the line between my story and her story, posting will be somewhat sporadic. In the meantime, she’s still as funny as ever. We had been watching a YouTubeContinue reading “My apologies”

“I’m going through changes…”

It would seem that my posts have slowed down…But, don’t worry, I haven’t abandoned my posting. (Haha, see what I did there?) Life does get busy here, but I do want to write more often. This is my goal! Anyway, I’ve been wanting to share something that I’ve just noticed and which I think isContinue reading ““I’m going through changes…””

Trauma bay?

Since she was three years old, Frances has had an intense interest in all things medical 🏥. It shows up everywhere, especially at 11 years old. The other day during March break, Frances announced, as she typically does (literally) in passing, what was on her mind: “Mum, if someone were saying, ‘I can’t feel myContinue reading “Trauma bay?”