Sunday, May 12, 2013

Happy Mother's Day


So thrilled to be spending the day with my boys and my own Mom today!
I got to sleep in, eat a lovely and delicious brunch and play games with the Little Man.

I hope you're having a wonderful day, whether you're a Mom or not.

(Special thanks to the lovely Sara McConnell for this beautiful photo of me with my precious boys.)

Friday, May 10, 2013

7 Quick Takes (Vol. Things I Love)


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I love reading things in my six year old's agenda like . . . "Diorara dud Mondae".  (Loosely translated it's a reminder that his diorama is due on Monday.)

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I love that when my 18 month old talks, he now babbles in complete sentences with inflection and conviction.

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I love cool rainy nights. If I'm feeling anxious and stressed, the sound of rain instantly soothes and relaxes me. A little thunder and lightening and some good hard rain when I'm trying to fall asleep is like a balm for my soul.

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I love it when I say "thank you" to the Little Man and responds with "My pleasure, Mom!".

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I love baby belly laughs.

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I love that I'm almost done this blog post.

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I love the happy surprise of another new life begun.




Sunday, May 5, 2013

A cut . . . below

Why is it so difficult to find a stylist/barber capable of cutting boy's hair with scissors (as opposed to clippers)?

When the Little Man was wee, and in need of first hair cut, a new specialty children's hair salon opened up nearby. Nana was eager to take him, so we did. And he received the most horrible hair cut ever for a shocking $20 plus tax. I complained and they offered to cut his hair again at no charge. It was worse the second time so I complained again. Once more they offered to cut his hair at no charge, but this time we had to wait because his hair was much too short to do anything with. I don't think I even bothered going back for the third time. Instead we took him to the barber shop in the same mall.

At the barber he's received only one really bad cut (and now we simply avoid that barber), a couple of fair ones and many great ones. All for less than $10 a cut.

The Baby Man was in desperate need of a trim but I knew he wouldn't sit at the barber shop for his first hair cut. So I bit the bullet and called the specialty children's hair salon again. I explained that it had been four years since I'd been there because we kept shelling out $20 for horrible hair cuts. I wanted to know if they had any stylists with lots of experience doing men's cuts, who were also good with kids.  The receptionist assured me they did and suggested one stylist in particular. So I booked an appointment for each boy.

We arrived for our appointment yesterday, only to be told the stylist our appointments were with had gone home. I was shocked. Apparently another receptionist decided that my boys could be moved to other stylists and so they did just that, without calling to let us know. Of course, had they called I would have insisted they get rebook us with this particular staff.

Another stylist overheard my conversation with the receptionist and offered to do my boys' hair. She assured me she was great with boy's cuts, using scissors. So I let her have at it, with mediocre results at best.

Jake's got a weird wedge across the back of his head and Noah . . . well Noah's hair is uneven all over the place. I've already re-trimmed his hair in a number of places quite a few times.

And for all this we paid a whopping $40 - and that's with an additional 10% for "the confusion" - their words, not mine.

So if anyone knows of a great place for children's hair cuts, let me know! While we can easily take Jake back to the barber, I've a feeling that's not going to cut it (I'm so punny) with Noah. He still needs the added distractions of bubbles, toys, fun "chairs" and the like.

Friday, April 26, 2013

What I did on my day off . . .

. . . along with wrangling a slightly feverish (teething? getting sick?) and cranky baby.


Friday, April 19, 2013

7 Quick Takes (Vol. 20)


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I'm taking the easy way out for number one to say that Grace at Camp Patton is hosting 7QT today because Jen at Conversion Diary is bring home baby number six today! And it's extra happy because the wee own had to stay in the NICU for a number of days after he was born. Welcome home Joseph Thomas!

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Well, it's happened again. We were re-org'd at work the week before last and this time it's affected me directly. I'll be moving (though not far) and I'll have a new boss and some new responsibilities too. No change in my official job title, just some new stuff to look after. I'm a fan of change so I'm looking forward to it, especially now that I've (mostly) been able to let go of the minutia and relax into the whole "taking' it one day at a time" thing.

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I really want a puppy. This puppy in particular. I've lost my mind, I've sure of it, but there you have it. Technically I don't actually want a puppy. I'd much prefer to adopt a labradoodle that's about a year old and relatively trained. Still, there won't be puppies around here until the grumpy cat finally kicks the can. Which, at the rate she's going, won't happen for another 10 years. She's 14 now.

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The boys started swimming lessons again a couple of weeks ago. As per usual, the Little Man is eager to get in the water and splash around, though he's still sinking more than swimming. Every time he grows he has to relearn how to keep himself moving forward rather than downward.

The Baby Man, on the other hand, started screaming as soon as we got into the change room and didn't stop until he was in the car going home. This from the little boy who would bang on the patio door in furious anger if we dared hop into the backyard pool without him last summer. We're going to try again this week, but if he still hates the lessons (maybe the noises and smells are just too overwhelming for him?) we'll withdraw him and try again when he's older. I certainly don't want him freaked out about our own pool when we finally open it for the season.

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We took Jake to see an Ottawa Senators game this week. It's hard to say who had more fun . . . him or us. He hardly watched any of the game but still had a blast. (I guess the crowd, the scoreboard, the lights, the music, the ads, the bathrooms and the concessions were more exciting.) Noah wanted in on the action too, hence the second photo below.



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In other Noah news . . . I took this video a couple of days after he finally started walking. As expected, he skipped the whole furniture surfing, walking while holding on to someone hands and the like and just went directly to walking on his own. (He's screaming because I made his big brother drag him all the way to the back of the kitchen (and far, far away from the coveted iPhone), so I could get a good video of him walking . . . )

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And now I have to go. Noah is gleefully running away from bath time and I've been struck with some wicked ass indigestion the past two evenings. I've no idea what I ate that has caused my gut to revolt so, but I'm about ready to take the indigestion out to the wood shed for a beat down. Sweet merciful crap my stomach!


Sunday, March 31, 2013

Alleluia, He is Risen!

Behold the stone that's rolled away
Behold the shroud and the empty grave
Behold the Lamb who paid the price
Behold your Saviour Jesus Christ

The power of death could not contain the Lamb
The chains of sin and death could not bind Him down
Oh death where is your sting now the tomb is empty
Oh death where is your victory now that Jesus lives

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah He is risen!
He is risen from the dead!


We did the traditional egg dying thing yesterday and when I saw this on Pinterest, I wanted to try it out. When the time came I wasn't sure if I was really motivated enough, but convinced Mr. Tree to find his electrical tape anyway. I figured I'd try one and see how things went. And even though didn't have 1/4" tape, we cut the 1/2" stuff length wise to make it narrower and used that instead. 

I was pleasantly surprised by how easy it was! Even Jake got in on the action, carefully taping and re-taping his egg to make new patterns after each egg dip.


Pretty neat, eh? Mr. Tree got into it too, even making scalloped and pennant edged pieces of tape to decorate with.


Happy Easter!

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Parenting 101

You know that parenting moment when you sit your baby down on the dining room table to put on his coat, and while standing directly in front of him, you turn your head to remind your big boy to put on his Epi Pens . . . but then you hear a shuffling noise and look down in time to see your baby hanging off the dining room table by his finger tips?

No?

Me neither.