As I try to get myself and the kids over our "Disney Hangover", I've had a few days to reflect on what was truly an amazing week for us in DisneyWorld.

“But it’s just a little baby. How can it possibly disrupt my entire life?” Come on, you said or thought that too. We all did.

It’s a new year, and while I’ve given up on making any formal resolutions (or “lies” as I now call them) I have to admit that there is plenty of room for improvement in many aspects of my life.

Thank you for calling the Buckworth house. We're sorry we can't take your call right now but my children have not yet learned how to put a portable phone back in its cradle.

Really, what Mom isn't "on the go"?

I live in Ontario, and recently they passed a law banning the use of handheld devices for emailing or calling.

I've noticed more than one Mom skipping down the quiet streets of my neighbourhood lately, giddy in the anticipation of their kids heading off to school in just a few days.

If you've been following me on Twitter this week, you know my kids and I did our version of the Griswolds go to NYC. We had loud behaviour. We had lewd behaviour.

My children ask me a lot of questions, and generally expect that I will be able to guide them through some of life's hardships. This is actually true, most of the time.

I love my BlackBerry, Seamus. I love travelling with him. So maybe you'll understand why I'm pretty pumped.