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Funny things my kids say #1

Photograph by Oliver Klink

Photograph by Oliver Klink

The 6-year-old as we walked behind a couple who were holding hands.

“Are they in love, or are they just married?”

My ideal life

Today I had a question posed on my contact page (Thanks Pat!) about the pictures I have been using in my headers. I thought the answer should be shared with all of you.

When I was initially designing this blog, I wanted the esthetic to be simple and personal. The images I chose for the header rotations are small samples of beautiful paintings that signify how I hope to always live my life.

Relaxed, near the ocean, full of love, surrounded by my family, and always with a good book nearby.

Children at Play on the Beach by Edward Henry Potthastedward-henry-potthast-children-at-play-on-the-beach

In Bed by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec781px-Lautrec_in_bed_1893

Boys in a Dory I by Winslow HomerBoys_in_a_Dory_I

The New Novel also by Winslow Homerwinslow-homer-the-new-novel

The Young Yachtsman by Joaquín SorollaThe-Young-Yachtsman-1909-xx-Joaquin-Sorolla-y-Bastida

 Bathtime also by Joaquín SorollaJoaquin-Sorolla-y-Bastida-Bath-time-Valencia

Lady In White Reading by Emilie Caroline Mundtlady-in-white-reading-emilie-caroline-mundt

Breakfast in Bed by Mary Cassat
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Late Night Reading by Pino Daeni97586100_4682843_pino_late_night_reading

Perhaps in the future these images will change… but for now, they are perfect.

Mom was right, TV will rot your brains!

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One morning I came down the stairs and CJ asked, “Are you wearing Pajama Jeans with the amazing butt lift?” He was deadpan serious.

I was scared to ask, but I did. “What are Pajama Jeans?”

“It’s PaJAAAHma Jeans,” he said, correcting my pronunciation.

“My apologies, what are PaJAAAHma Jeans?”

“They’re jeans that are so comfortable you can sleep in them. Like pajamas,” he answered, still very serious.

“And they have amazing butt lift,” exclaimed his younger brother.

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11 things I misunderstood as a kid

A couple of days ago I overheard the boys talking and had to clarify that when someone says, “I’d bet my life,” you don’t actually kill them if they are wrong.

This got me thinking about some of the misunderstandings that had me quietly worried when I was a kid. Continue reading

Quality time

This tweet from Charlie and Andy @HowToBeADad got me reminiscing…

We parents spend an awful (and I mean awful in all senses of the word) lot of time dealing with poop. As a newbie you think there can be nothing worse than a bad diaper when, in reality, the worst is still to come. The wiping stage.

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I love to hug

Laws of Nature #17: There's no such thing as too many hugs...

Laws of Nature #17: There’s no such thing as too many hugs…

Soon after The Husband and I moved into our first flat, I gave him this card. At this point, he was still getting used to my penchant for hugs. Continue reading

Multicultural crayons

My youngest nephew will be starting school in September. As part of his orientation package, he received this box of crayons.

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11 signs that summer is near

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1. My neighbour’s spectacular rhododendron is brightening up our side view.

2. The slug collecting has begun.

3. Baths have become mandatory every night (see above).

4. The school bags are being held together by spit and a prayer.

5. I find myself barbecuing rain or shine.

6. The kids are complaining that it’s still bright out when they’re going to bed.

7. The hockey detritus in the porch has been replaced by cleats and shin pads.

8. Muddy handprints can be found on every surface of the bathroom.

9. Skinned knees have tapped out our band-aid supply.

10. Facebook tells me it’s hot in Toronto.

11. The sunscreen battles have begun.

It might sound like I’m complaining, but I’m not. It’s just that the kids are tired of school and I can hardly stand to pack another recess snack. In short, we are ready for summer. The Freezies are solid – so bring it on!

Good times!

I just got home from my writing group, full of encouragement but too tired to write tonight. Our group is pretty simple – four women who love to write and love to laugh. We share our work and our woes and give each other the firm push we need to keep going. Thanks gals!

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My children the novelists

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This is the cover of my 6-year-old’s book, De meder hu farpt – which translates to – The Mother Who Farted. Keep in mind that he is in French immersion, so his English spelling is a bit messed up at the moment.

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