Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Classroom Manager


A big day for Cala today... she's the "Classroom Manager." She gets to help the teacher and take a show and tell. She wanted to take Connor but I decided it wasn't a good idea since he had some shots today. She settled for some sea shells instead. I can't wait to hear how it went. She looked so cute today.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Matching Moment



We left for church on Sunday as Darren commented - you're all matching. Did you plan that? Okay, normally I don't try and dress like my kids. But, you would be surprised how many times we are all have the same theme going. Also today, Cala was complaining about her shoes hurting her feet. I had some wise words of advice. I said, look at my shoes. (black high heels, peep toe) Do they look comfortable? They're not, in fact I can't feel a few of my toes and the rest are being pinched so hard I want to cry. I'll probably be bleeding after church. But, they look good. I love these shoes, Angelina Jolie has a pair like them and I can sure stand them for 3 hours and so can you. That's just part of dressing nice. She decided she would tough it out in the name of fashion. Not before she told me how uncomfortable nylons were though. Gotta learn young.

Bedtime



Bedtime... sound peaceful and simple... right. And it can be both of those, depending on the night. However, here's the drill of tonights routine. Cala: started at 6 pm asking, "Can I stay up later than Chelsea?" Chelsea, "Can I watch TV, because I didn't watch any today and I really want to watch Ariel.... there's this part, um where the seagull is... " Mom cuts Chelsea off b/c this could seriously go on all night. She loves to talk. Connor, enjoying a bottle on my bed. He's laying on a pillow and has his bottle propped up with another one it's okay b/c it's just multi tasking.... 2 things at once. Bedtime approaches, I promise Chelsea a foot tickle while I finish feeding Connor... she agrees and we head into her room and which point she starts asking me what were're going to do tomorrow. (this should have been a red flag... it will just keep CC talking and not sleeping) I tell her that it's going to rain and get really cold.. she inturupts telling me that for Family Home Weaving she wants to have a pajama party, pop popcorn and watch Aurthor and the Invisibles. Mom: "Yes Chelsea, that's a good idea, maybe on the weekend." Chelsea: "No tonight, for Family Home Weaving." Mom, gets her back on track - we're going to bed. Now, I threaten, if you're not quiet then no foot tickle. She stops talking long enough for me to get my hand on her foot. Then she starts to laugh because it is a foot tickle after all. I know decide I'm hindering and not helping the process and remove myself from the room which starts the screaming crying fit - which I close the door and ignore with these wise words. "Chelsea, you're being mean and you're not a mean girl so I know you're tired." More crying but she stays in bed for the moment. Then, I decide Connor will just have to go in his crib while I deal with his sisters. Chelsea comes out of her room with more questions about what we're doing tomorrow, demands a snack, demans and drink and I put her back to bed - do the chin grab (this is where I grab a chin and get right in the offenders face - explain to them what the problem is and then make them repeat back what I just said - promissing not to do it again) Now, I threaten to take her stuffy away. In the background Connor starts crying, I decide he'll have to take a backseat and he's okay to cry for 20 minutes while I play a promised game of phase ten whith Cala. Cala and I get through the first phase - Chelsea joins us - Chelsea get's put back in bed - crying. Connor - still crying - but the 20 minute time has not gone off. I've also warned Cala that when the timer goes off - it's her bedtime. She again asks if she can stay up a bit later - and then has a look on her face of sheer surprise when I say no. Hello - she's the one who told me she fell asleep in school - a later bedtime- I don't think so. We finish 2 more phases, Connor still crying. Chelsea calm and now sleeping. Cala and I go get her clothes ready for tomorrow and while in process - Connor stops crying and falls asleep. Cala asks again if she can stay up just a few more minutes. (It's now 7:37 and 7 minutes past betime) Sorry, still the same answer. Cala goes into her room (the girls share) and I start folding laundry. 5 minutes later Cala comes out and says she can't go to sleep. Ummm, you're eyes are bloodshot - just lay there - I don't care if you don't fall asleep right away but trust me, you will. 9 pm - Chelsea wakes up screaming, demanding food, water and world peace. She gets a drink, pat on the back and plopped back on her pillow. Cala, now realizing the unjusitce too demands a drink. Dad gives her one - and now everyone is quiet. So tonight, Connor get's the best bedtime award. It might have something to do with the fact that he can't physically get out of bed. Maybe I'll put the other two back in a crib. Don't let the photo trick you - they look like angles - but they'll give you a run for your money!

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

CC first day



okay... not to forget the middle child or anything. But, she started school yesterday. I took her inside and the teacher said mom's are welcome to stay today so the kids can get used to it. Ummmm, I care about my kid and all but thanks, I want my money's worth. I'll just come back in an hour. CC didn't want me to stay anyway. When I picked her up she said, "Thank you thank you, I love preschool and I love Miss Wellwood my teacher." I asked her what was her favourite part about preschool and she said "Getting a book order." Such a big girl. (coudl someone tell me how to rotate this picture.)

Monday, September 3, 2007

Connor latest



Talk to the hand! Connor has found is hands and spends every waking moment looking at them. We try and distract him - but that's just impossible. I'm sure glad we spend money on all the toys around here... because we sure are getting a lot of bang for our buck. In his defence - we wouldn't want him playing with all the girl toys around here anyway. Hands, hands, hands.




We are going for our first doctors visit in a week and I'm pretty sure he'll test Connor for dopping. I'm estimating he's around 16 pounds and that's on the light side. He's only 13 weeks old. Are their sterroids in Nestle Good Start formula? I better read the label closer.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

School Day


Cala had her first day of first grade... er I mean Grade One (Canadian talk) today. The bus picked her up at 8 am and I followed her to school so I could find out who her teacher was and help her get all settled. Okay... so I just wanted to go and spy on her and take some photos. She had a good day, likes her teacher and told me I packed her too much lunch.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

My 8 seater SUV actually holds 10.

Whew... I am glad to be home and finished with all the summer vacationing. School starts for us on
Thursday and I'm looking forward to the routine it brings. I'm a bit sad to see the nice weather go so quickly. When we got back to Calgary (Sunday at 2 am!) I could feel fall in the air. Seriously, I hate that about this country - 8 weeks of summer - 4 of them good. Anyway, we had fun with family in Idaho and a good time with the Randalls at Tie Lake and here in Calgary.

We did have a little excitement before we left. I noticed the Kleenex box in the car was a bit chewed up the sides as I was driving home one day. It didn't take me long to figure out what it was... a mouse! Seriously, I drove home so fast I was probably nearly flying. A further investigation revealed that mouse crap was everywhere and my car being sooooo clean all the time and all - well it took a while for me to actually notice. Long story short - we didn't have a mouse.... we had two. Someone could have paid me 5 bucks and I would have given them the car. Darren came home and completly disinfected it - set 6 traps two different nights and bingo... The worst thing about it... I know one was in there at least 2 weeks. The kids got a huge lecture about leaving the car doors open and food in the car. Disgusting. I chose to drive Darren's one ton diesel truck the remainder of the week... you know, the kind of truck you have to get a special license to drive. But, I was thrilled to be driving it. I can't believe I didn' roll the car. And lets face it - the mice hit the jackpot when they discovered the car... and endless supply of food... uguuhhhhhh. Hope no one has to endure what I had to... it still haunts me and I'm always making lots of noise when I drive.. in case word spread in the mouse kingdome about the paradise that is my car. yuck!!!

so, back to school and back to schedules - should be a killer transistion for us all.