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The Disney character knows a thing or two about isolation.
Your heart will thaw over the movie's feminist values.
Father's Day is almost here! And we're excited to treat dad to a special day in honour of all he does for us. But if you're tired of the usual "Best dad in the world" cards, BBQ sets and mixologist gadgets, we have just what you need to make the day extra special! This year you can make him a meal he will remember forever!
Summer is almost here! Which means we're saying a tearful farewell to our favourite winter warm-ups; hot chocolate, mac n' cheese bites, pumpkin pies and beaver tails. As we get ready for summer entertaining and afternoons spent lounging by the pool, we're switching gears and serving up lighter bites to satisfy our cravings.
Do you want to build a snowman?
Dear Kristin Anderson-Lopez and Robert Lopez. First of all, let me congratulate you on your success. A hit Disney movie, two Oscars, an American Music Award, a big single...it's wonderful and awe-inspiring. But I think I can speak for all parents when I ask you to never compose music for a children's movie, ever again.
While there are ample covers of the hit song "Let It Go" from the animated film "Frozen", two sisters from Cap-Pele, N.B
Your love for winter defies explanation. Your friends and family can’t quite explain it, but you know that deep down, you’ve
Pregnancy books tell you that you should sing to your baby because your baby will love your voice, no matter what you sound like. Big fat lie. (The lies that pregnancy books tell you will be a topic for an upcoming blog post, I'm sure.) Your singing may drown out your baby, but if you can't carry a tune, it's not going to be a peaceful night for anyone.
We've been trapped inside by icy concussion-inducing, deathtrap snow. I'm like a bear in hibernation, except I'm adding to my fat rather than living off it. I feel like I'm in some kind of dreary winter-induced coma. My youngest didn't wear socks to daycare during the last snowstorm, and I didn't even notice.