Ok, let’s just get one thing clear right off the bat. I am not a bento lunch-making mama. All those pretty pandas made of seaweed and rice? No thanks. Pieces of bread cut into letters to spell out “school rocks” or “supercalifragilisticexpialidocious”? Not happening in the MOE household. However, I…
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I still remember the day. Anyone who was old enough to watch the news remembers. But instead of going into the details of what I experienced that day (absolutely nothing compared to many) I wanted to show you a few pictures of my visit to the beautiful memorial at Ground Zero…
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It’s one of those things we are required to do as parents with school-aged children: labeling. Everything. Every. Thing. I still remember, back in my elementary school days, my father would sit at the kitchen table with a thin indelible marker, and write my name on every single pencil crayon…
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If you have been reading my blog over the years, you know my family and I like a good board game. I’ve always enjoyed board games. I used to play them with my sister and parents when I was younger. I remember having a weekend long game of Monopoly going…
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Today as I drove home from my business class (more on that later), I saw a woman with headphones on and she was walking with her arms raised, singing away. It made me smile. Shortly after that, I saw a bag of golf clubs at the bus stop. Strange, I…
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If you have been following my Instagram feed, you know that I had the privilege to go to Europe again this year to visit family and friends (#TravellingMOE). It was a scrumptious holiday for us as a family, filled with Italian and Swiss cuisine. And every single day (give or…
