Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
... and forced my children to suffer through two (wonderful) playdates!
What can I say? Today was all about MY NEEDS! Yay! In fairness, my kids were wonderful and they all had so much fun that they want to "play with those kids again" very soon. Phew! Today I called my girlfriend, Jenn, who I haven't seen in 3.5 years. She's just recently moved back to the city we both grew up in and so we arranged for a long overdue visit. Her children are 10 and 8 and I was worried that they'd find my younger ones annoying. But they were lovely children. Not at all recognizable as the preschoolers that I remember. They played very well with my kids and were very sweet. We met at a sled hill and then after everyone was suitably frozen, took our playdate to McDonald's and let the five kids run wild in the playland.
My two boys and Jenn's --- and someone's else's just for fun. Not a great photo, but the only one I managed with all three of them in it.Jenn's daughter taking mine under her wing. In my memory, they're about the same size. Now she's just a younger version of Jenn!
Connor's "road rash". Poor kid has terrible steering and accidently veered off the safe slope I sent him down on, and onto the one that older kids have fashioned a jump off of. He landed on the ice and scraped half of his face across the less than soft ice. That was his last solo run. After that he happily rode tandem with Kirstin and I on our runs.
After we said good-bye to Jenn and her not-so-little babies, we headed over to Tanya's house --- my old neighbour. After some initial shyness, the six children were playing together wonderfully. The last time we saw them was in August when they coincedentally camped at the same beach as us.
Five of the six... my kids were impressed with their extensive and "oh-so-cool" playmobile collection!
A fantastic dinner of chicken nuggest and sweet potato fries, courtesy of Tanya's husband. Mmm... such a treat!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
trying to get everyone to cooperate for a family photo since we're all together. Notice it's only my three that aren't thrilled about being asked to pose. Well, and Great Grandma Flo, too...
Saturday, December 25, 2010
This Christmas my entire family spent the night at our house... my brothers, and my brother-in-law had flown in for the week so they all drove out yesterday. Cory's family drove up for supper and we had a lovely Christmas Eve celebration. After the Freemans left and the kids retired, Mom, Eric and I sneaked downstairs to assemble a dollhouse that would make the most avid IKEA fan faint at heart. However, the three of us were a fantastic team (much better than me and the hubby) and it was a lot of fun. We even tried to make it interesting... every time you swear, you have to chug your drink... but we were such a good team that there were few curses flying.
After a 2am bedtime, we gathered in the living room to shortly after 9am this morning. Yup! My kids let me sleep until 9!!! Best present ever! :)
We did stockings, then a light breakfast and then exchanged gifts until 1. Then we spent the afternoon playing board games and Wii, followed by way too much dinner!
Sadly, Eric and Vince are flying back to Ontario in the morning and Nathan's off to Victoria tomorrow too. But we're heading to PG to see Cory's family - and all of his siblings are in town this Christmas too, so we'll be doing it all over again tomorrow. Now that the kids are in bed and a load is running in the dishwasher, I'm torn between cracking open a new book or trying out that new Wii game with the hubby... or organizing my new scrapbook goodies and planning my next layout! :) So many choices, so little time...
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Well, thanks, gentlemen, I appreciate your concern for my welfare, I truly do. I have to get back into the house... so I can grab my camera! :)
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
If the seeker is getting warm, try deflection. Try yelling out:
"I'm not in here... I'm somewhere else!"
This works better if you're a ventriloquist, but if you're playing with a two-year old, it's still worth a shot!
Monday, November 29, 2010
Daniel was an unhappy man. It stood to reason. He had a job he hated. An apartment he hate. A cat he hated. A car he hated. Daniel hated everything about his life.
It hadn't always been this way. There was a time that Daniel had passion. He fervently believed in what hd did at work, day after day, fumbling through the forms, bringing joy to those he stamped "approved" and charity to those he stamped "declined". Daniel worked at the Department office as a senior advisor for The Project.
Daniel's love affir with Smirnoff began seven years ago. He got a familiar phone call, two words, "she's here", and then a soft click. Daniel sat down, put his head into his hands and sobbed. His shoulders shook with the force of his angst. Confusion swirled in his head, black spots danced before his eyes, his temple throbbed. "She's here", he kept repeating, trying the words out with his tongue, twisting them around until they no longer made sense, sounding instead like a phrase uttered by one not quite familiar with the English language. "She's here". It could have meant anything, and yet only one thing.
It's a girl. Daniel fumbled on the coffee table for his keys, and grabbing his wallet he shoved it roughly into his back pocket. He turned off the loight, closed the door behind him, locked the deadbolt, and headed out into the street. Daniel had been drunk before. This wasn't the first time he had tried to escape the thought of a girl by drinking himself stupid.
Daniel drank until he ran out of cash. He considered getting more out of the machine, but when he slid off the bar stool, unsteadily, the black spots returned. He turned and staggered out of the building.
Daniel didn't remember getting home that night, he just rememberd the mother of a hangover he had the next morning. His head ached and roof of his mouth was fuzzy and thick. Daniel groaned. Then he remember the phone call. "She's here". Shit.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Hide and Seek.
Today, on this sunny, but cold, November day, hide and seek is the game of choice. And finally the kids are almost all old enough to get the hang of it. But not quite. My six-year old is pretty good at tailoring his game play to suit the sibling that is hiding though, so it works.
For example, when he is seeking the two-year old, his technique is to wander through the house exclaiming loudly, "Are you in here?" before finally looking behind the couch, where he knows she is hiding, because he can hear her giggling and because its the place she's hid the last thirteen turns in a row.
And when he's looking for a three-year old, well, Connor pretty much hides in whatever the last place is that Alex just hid. So Alex either goes straight to him or pretends that he hasn't figured out Connor's pattern too and looks in a couple of other locations first.
Alex is a great seeker! He always wins.
And when Alex hides... well, he hides in some pretty innovative places. Sometimes so well that Connor and Kirstin can't find him. So throws out little clues to help them out.
An example of a good clue:
Alex hollers, "I'm somewhere stinky!" Connor finds him in the laundry hamper.
And example of a clue that maybe needs a little tweaking (but you have to give Connor kudos for trying):
Connor - "I'm somewhere in my bedroom under a blanket!"
The best thing about it is that it's a pretty independent game. Requires little supervision, no supplies and the best part, NO CLEAN-UP! Sometimes I join in, sometimes I don't. Usually my job is to count with the little ones and make sure they don't peek before we yell "Ready or not." However, when Alex tells my three-year old, "Connor, count to eighty thousand!"... well, then I decide it's time to intervene...
Monday, October 25, 2010
Anyway... thanks to this fun photo editing site... I think I may have succeeded!
Can't wait to blow the relatives away this year... cutest kids ever...
So, see yesterday's post for an idea of what I have to work with. Today we tried to get a few better photos of Connor and then Kirstin wanted to try again... so we had more variety.
So without further adieu...
... and yes, I am trying to take up space so you can't peek ahead...
here are my charming, oh-so-cute, Annual Christmas card models...
Sunday, October 24, 2010
I guess that I haven't done the whole professional portrait thing in eons, because after we had Connor, I realized just how crazy expensive it was. With Alex I did it every three months until he was 2. With Connor I did them until he was one. That's the last one I did of him. What's hanging there now is an awesome playground shot, but not a formal portrait. Kirstin, well, poor Kirstin got photos at 1 month old and then photos at 1 year old. So... time for an update all around.
I did a photo shoot for Kirstin and Connor tonight so I can hang up new ones. Kirstin's wearing her Halloween costume, which she's so pumped about. It's charming, and "oh-so girly". The photo is AWESOME although I have to admit I took about 30 before I got one that wasn't squinty or with a weird expression. This is pretty much the only good one I got. Connor's... well, Connor's might need work still... These are, believe it or not, the best two of Connor. Certainly not the kind you want to immortalize in a yearbook... but since he's three, I figure, whatever! He'll stop "posing" by the time he's ready for his graduation photos.
So, anyway, here's what our kids look like at this point in their lives, ages 6, 3.75, and 2.5...
Alex in Grade 1.
Connor - who thinks "say cheese" means, "give me your cheesiest expression!"
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
They think they've invented everything.
Alex just sang me this cool new song he learned from some kids in school.
"Trick or Treat,
Smell my feet.
Give me something good to eat!
If you don't,
I don't care,
I'll pull down your underwear!"
Humph. Smartass little whippersnapper!
Don't worry, I set him straight. I told him that the real second verse is actually "Not too big, not too small, just the size of Montreal!"
Aah, the memories having kids brings back! :)
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
It goes like this...
"Get the fork out, get the fork out, get the fork out..."
In a two-year old's dialect, it's really quite a charming song for one to be singing in a public establishment! :)
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
And I try, too, to use logical consequences when things get a bit heated. Like separating them or removing the offending toy that they fight over. Most of the time, cause I'm a softie, I issue a warning or two before I call a time-out.
So... I guess I should be pleased that it's sinking in. My middle one, Connor the three-year-old, is obviously paying attention to something I've said. Because he very calmly, very sweetly, reminded Kirstin - my two-year old - about the consequences if she continued to antagonize him.
He said, "Kirstin, if you take that toy away from me again, I'm going to hit you on the head."
Sunday, August 22, 2010
My innocent little toddler
Thursday, August 19, 2010
We're not under evacuation alert yet, and I don't think that we will be, but several communities in the area are. If I knew how to do a rain dance, I'd be doing it. Unfortunately all we seem to be getting is lightning and strong winds, so someone's dancing out of step.
Beautiful British Columbia, you're going up in flames! :( My commute home, at approximately 4pm. It looks more like dusk, but believe it or not, the sun was blazing.
More 4pm photos. In this one you can actually see a cloud, but it's almost obscured by the smoke.