If my Granddad were still alive this year, we'd be celebrating his hundredth birthday. We often made fun that his birth was the second major disaster of 1912. When he died he took a thousand stories with him. And just as many songs. He was a guarded man. The few stories we shared only offered a glimpse of the life he'd lived. Born in a field in the Ukraine. Before the First World War. Before … [Read more...] about If You Can Fix Soles, You Can Save Lives.
Last night I crawled into bed with my kindle and couldn't help but notice my little reading light was lying in two pieces on the bedside table. I assumed that like me, my little boy has a keenness to take things apart to see how they work. At two and a half though, taking things apart means snapping them in half. For how incredibly useful the little light is, It's not an expensive piece of … [Read more...] about Fixing Things