Canadian Life Parliament Hill, August 2014

Mark, Feng and I were in the car, head­ing down­town, when we heard some­thing about a lock­down, a gun­man and a sol­dier shot on the radio. “Where? Here? In Ottawa?” I said incred­u­lously. We turned the vol­ume up and I grabbed my phone for the lat­est news.

Raising a Canadian-Chinese-French Baby Mark, Ogdensburg, USA, October 2014

Mark seems to be attracted by any­thing dirty of messy. If there is one pud­dle of muddy water in the mid­dle of a per­fectly dry side­walk, he is going to jump in it with obvi­ous delight. He eats with his fin­gers and hap­pily wipes them on me. He grabs the sole of his shoes, absent­mind­edly licks his fin­gers, then run his hands through my hair.

1 2 3 149