Crap Shute

My four year old crapped on our front lawn today. On purpose. How was you day?

Laugh out Loud

During our bike ride today in the hot Canadian sun chelsea said, "I'm so hot my leg pits are sweating." How are your leg pits?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CONNOR

The baby is now 4 years-old. How did this happen? I hope I've spent the last four years soaking up every moment with my little man. There is something amazing about having a son and Connor has opened a new part of my heart that I wouldn't have otherwise known. Despite the fires, floods and hair cutting antics of the last month, I don't really get mad at him. First I figure the damage is done - so whats the point in me throwing a fit. But second, there is something so sweet, so cute, so eat-his face, love him to bits - draw to him that I can't stop kissing his chubby soft cheeks. He's quite and conniving but ridiculously charming. He's my boy.

4 things I'm loving about Connor right now.

He gets himself dressed in the morning, brushes his teeth and makes his bed. He selects "outfits" (socks included) and lays them on the floor perfectly before choosing which one.

He's a great bike-rider and loves to be outside.

He likes to go out for lunch - especially Japanese.

He's taken to wearing his church belt - everywhere.

(okay, can't stop - had to do more than 4)

Frequently says, "What the heck" before he proceeds with his next sentence.

He opens his eyes really big and nods his head really cute.

He'll do anything for a ring pop. (hope this one continues)

He can crack an egg.

Has a really bad lisp. (therapy start soon)

Has perfect aim while peeing. (seriously don't know what my sister are complaining about with their boys)

Cuts his own fingernails.

Does not like his hair messy.

Loves to help cook! His favourite item to make - sugar cookies but he calls them "cookie cutters."

He colours inside the line at home but doesn't at preschool.

Writes his name at preschool but won't at home.

Just quirky and cute and very glad he is ours! We love you Connor.

Come on Baby Light My Fire.

I smell fire. Really. Sitting steps away from my almost 4 year-old, who's quietly hunched over doing something on the kitchen floor, I decide this needs immediate attention. I caught Connor striking matches, watching them burn and the rubbing them on the tile floor just moments before the flames crept up to burn his fingers. About 12 matches were lit before I put a damper on the dangerous fun. We had a good talk about not lighting matches and getting burned. I knew he understood what I was saying and he clearly knew what he was doing was wrong. He looked guilty.

I hid the matches and moved on. A few days later, I notice the same smell. This time I run to the scene and catch him lighting a paper towel with the butane BBQ lighter. Seriously, the hand eye coordination it takes to get that contraption to light should not be so easy for a 4 year-old to master in moments. It's not a design flaw. It's a Connor flaw. We had the same discussion, this time with a stint in time out and then really hid the butane lighter as well as the steel wool, flint, mirrors and aerosal cans.

This kid is complete trouble. And this incident, a string of many messes to come my way this month. Bet you can't wait to hear what else he did..... oh and did I mention he cut my hair.

We went to Mexico!

In March, we said good-bye to a very hard winter and hello to an amazing vacation. Hands down this trip was the most fun ever! This family vacation was the perfect mix of relaxing, fun and adventure. First, Playa Car is amazingly clean and safe - as we everything in the area we saw. The beach was like powdered sugar, the water so many million different colors of blues I felt like I was in a painting. LIving so far above the equator, I've never really been in water that's truly warm. (warmer than Hawaii even) The water was perfect. It splashes on you and you don't loose your breath - imagine that! Some of the highlights, snorkel trip to Xel-ha, ice cream on the beach, family massage day, the Mexican band at dinner, going out on the catamaran and of course, being HOT! Should we rent or buy?

Here's Connor relaxing on the bed.



CC our beach bum who kept asking "When are we going to go shopping?" Seriously, because there was no really interesting shopping we saved tons of money.



Cala couldn't get enough of the waves! She had a splashing time.


And finally, Darren and I will spare the risk-ee pictures of our tan lines - But, even the whitest of the whites do tan!

A Cut Above the Rest...

Here's the long and short of it. I have decided my new hobby is cutting hair. My hairdresser is even encouraging me to go back to school and really do it. I'm adding to my list of clients. I've cut Cala's hair - which she like. Chelsea's hair - which I'm never allowed to do again. Rightfully so, I didn't listen to my her and cut WAY too much off and felt really bad about it.

I disposed of this sister's mullett when she came to stay with me in January.





I've shaved Connor's head - but really it's a just a mess so I started out-sourcing that one again.



As you can see there's been trend in our house. However, my cutting ways have caught up with me. Last week Connor came up behind me when I was sitting at the computer. I thought he was going to hug me around the next but instead, snip, snip... he cut my hair! My shoulder length bob was left with one awkward layer about 3 inches wide and 4 inches shorter than the rest. I did have this coming. Carma right. But still, my 3 year-old cut my hair!! (I have forgiven him even though I'm sure he could care less)




I was so stunned that I didn't know what to do. Damage done. Turns out I'm loving my new bob - even if it did have a rough start.

Who thinks I should permantly retire my scissors?

Hungry?

Erika to Connor: I'm going to the grocery store and you're going to stay home with Ruth. I'll be home soon.

Connor to Erika: Bring back some bacon.