RIP Michael Jackson

The King of Pop, music icon and childhood favourite of mine. I remember my sister having a Michael Jackson Thriller poster on her wall when we were little but she had to have it taken down because the eyes frightened her! Otherwise, she was obsessed with MJ. She had a sparkly glove that she wore, an MJ doll (but my cousin lost the glove & Lindsay never really got over that) and she really wanted a red leather jacket like him. I practiced the moon walk so often I thought I had mastered it and I had pins and buttons up and down all my bags. We would get together with David, Paul & Ashley and have concerts but we ALL wanted to be Michael. Oddly enough it worked! This is a sad day. RIP MJ.

Happy Father's Day 2009, Chris!

I know my opinion is biased, but I really do think I have the cutest boys and the greatest husband of all. Hope your Father's Day is as wonderful as you are, Chris!

I'm "Almost" Ready For Bed

Me: (from downstairs while he is upstairs) Callum, do have your pj's on yet?

Callum: Almost.

Me: What does "almost" mean? Do you have your pj's on yet or not? 

Callum: Yes, I just need to put on my shirt.

Me: Good. Ok. I guess you are "almost" ready then.

Callum: Yes. I told you. I just need to put on my shirt. (pause) Then I'll put my pajama pants on and I'll be ready. Right now I'm almost ready like I told you. 

Flowers for Aly

Read about Aly, Tracey's daughter in Connie Smith's blog about sick kids.

To Immunize or Not To Immunize?

A Paycheque Being A Mom?

How much am I am worth? It can be calculated here if you are interested in finding out! The website salary.com will calculate how much you should be paid for being a mom. It says I could be making anywhere from $68,ooo.oo to $181,000.00 in US funds! Could my cheque please be retroactive to when I gave birth to my first born?

My Super Heros

I am the Mommy. I always thought I was supposed to be the super hero of the family. The one who will pick them up when they fall, dry away the tears when they cry and fix them when they are heart broken. Although I do get to play that role I never thought I would have ended up with two little boys who would become my super heros. They brighten my day, they say things to make me laugh and they fix me when I'm heart broken. I feel as though I have it all. Lucky, lucky me!

Callum

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!" 

Forever and Ever

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.

The Dirty Buzz Lightyear

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."