Wednesday, April 29, 2009
As I'm putting the boys to bed this evening I notice Callum has a knee pad on his arm over his pajama top. I ask him "Callum, why are you wearing a knee pad on your arm in your bed?" Carter shouts over from his bed "because he's nuts Mom!" So I say "Callum, you're nuts! Your brother says you're nuts and I say you're nuts!" He looks at me in a very serious manner and says "nuts is the name for a penis, Mom. Don't call me that!"
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Chris and I met in grade 12 photography class, February 1993. He had just turned 18 and I was 17. We didn't know each other at the beginning of the semester but we had a few mutual friends. I later discovered he was also in my first period math class but I never paid attention in that class so I hadn't noticed! We were chosen to do a photography assignment together on March 6th and that is where it all began.... We went to Fergus as he suggested, taking photos of old buildings and ended the day watching the movie "The Jerk" with Steve Martin (a classic!) It wasn't really a typical first date but I'll never forget it. I just knew he was the one from day one.
Our doctors office has a kids corner with lots of interesting toys to keep the children occupied while they wait. My children have known since day 1 they are not supposed to play in there but Carter has always been drawn to the Buzz Lightyear toy. It has been there since before my boys were even ever a thought. When he was 3 all he wanted from Santa was a Buzz Lightyear just like it and he got it. I thought that would be the end of him ever even considering to play with the one in the doctors office. It has been referred to as "The Dirty Buzz" for as long as I can remember. Imagine how germ infested those toys must be. Only sick children are playing with them! But nope! Every time we visit it is the first thing he looks for. Here he is at 7 years old at the doctors office once again holding Buzz Lightyear even though his is at home, forgotten about and broken. But it never fails, the first thing he says when we get there is "Mom, pleeease can I play with the Dirty Buzz Lightyear?" As the saying goes, "the dirtiest toys are the best loved."
Monday, April 27, 2009
Lilith Fair may be returning in 2010!! My sister, Chris & I packed up my little white '91 Honda Civic in the summer of 1998 and drove to Detroit Michigan to the Pine Knob Music Theatre to see some of the worlds best female performers. Getting there was a bit of a headache... Chris forgot his ID and so customs had to search my car and then in the middle of nowhere my muffler started to drag under my car. We pulled over and pulled it right off because we just wanted to get there but the noise was almost unbearable. Good thing we had Indigo Girls, Sheryl Crow, Sinead and Sarah songs to keep our minds and ears from bursting! What a wonderful day it was and I can hardly wait to hear more about the return of this amazing festival.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
My boys are fortunate to have FOUR Great-Grandmothers. They chose what they would like to be called when Carter was born and 3 of them liked the sound of "GG" which obviously stands for Great-Grandmother. (Granny will always be Granny to everyone) We have GG Jamieson, Granny, GG Oakman and GG MacGregor. I have vague memories of the great-grandparents I had. Those who were living when I was born lived in Scotland and I only saw them when they were here to visit once every few years. Although Chris & I lead a very busy life we are sure to do our best to have them as involved in their lives as much as possible. Already, at the young ages of 7 and 4, Carter & Callum's minds are rich with stories from these elderly (but wise) ladies who are a huge part of the people we have all become. How lucky our boys are to have four GREAT grandmothers!
Monday, April 6, 2009
The varnish on the "time-out" step in my house had worn bare and the entire staircase needed to be refinished. If I had known what the reality of this project would be, I would have moved out for the weekend and had someone in to do it.... but I didn't and we took on the task ourselves. I say ourselves, and although I did help, I have to admit Chris and my father-in-law did most of the work. I however can go on record stating I did most of the clean up and what ajob that was! Walls, windows and furniture were covered (and I mean covered) in yellow dust.... for weeks!! The chandelier had some cobwebs on it that became more noticeable as the dust settled. We had sawdust up our noses and in our mouths... Just when I thought I had dusted the house from top to bottom one day, it would be covered in yellow dust that had settled the next day. This went on and on for weeks and weeks. The up side to it all however, is that my staircase is gorgeous again and looks shiny and new. Lets hope it stays that way for a long time because when it needs refinishing again, say in another 20 years, I'm so moving out for the weekend!
Friday, April 3, 2009
Kaitlyn: Auntie Jenn, Callum won't let me play.
Me: Callum, why won't you let your cousin play?
Callum: Because we're making a club.
Me: Well, there are no clubs allowed unless everyone is included.
Callum: They are!
Me: Good, then Kaitlyn can play.
Callum: No. Everyone is allowed in my club but just not girls.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Recently Chris was laid off and naturally we were starting to feel a little sorry for ourselves. Then I came across the link to Miniature Earth and it really put things into perspective.... We will always be ok....
My seven year old vegetarian-since-birth son Carter just saw a lady on TV with a fur coat on and said "Look at her wearing a fur coat! I just want to pick up a rock and throw it at her!"
omigosh, PETA would be proud! (and Auntie Linz will be as well!)
Carter (7 years old) told me today he is the tallest kid in his class. He is 139 cm. He said "all the other kids just needed 1 metre stick, but the teacher needed 1 metre stick and 2 rulers to measure me!" He is going to be that kid who stands in the back row, centre for every class picture... just wait and see.
- Life-long Vegetarian and proud to be Canadian. Really, I'm a little bit of everything, all rolled into one. I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother, I'm a sinner, I'm a saint (I do not feel ashamed) I'm your hell, I'm your dream (I'm nothing in between) You know, I wouldn't want it any other way..... (I'd like to think that song was written about me! lol)