What does he look like?

We have a new member to our family, well new to Big Daddy and myself. Joseph however informed me that this new family member has been around since Joseph was three. Our new family member is "invisible Joseph". He is a friend and playmate to Regular Joseph.

I think the most humours thing is that Joseph must think that he himself is pretty cool to hang out with. I would have thought his invisible playmate would have been a friend or cousin. But no, it is a version of himself. So he must think himself is pretty darn great. I am glad he has a great view of himself.

We are learning a little more each day about Invisible Joseph. I asked where he came from. Regular Joseph replied "Tomas Cook" ~ for those of you that don't know that is a restaurant here. We obviously eat there too much.
I then asked where Invisible Joseph sleeps. Regular Joseph replied "well, I have to sleep in Trent's big bed now so invisible Joseph can sleep in my bed". I then made the huge error of inquiring as to what Invisible Joseph looked like and the response was "DUH Mom... he's invisible" I shoulda known.
But I did find out that Invisible Mommy wears a tiara and is really pretty..... just like Cinderella.

Six Big Ones!

Each day I love you more today, more than yesterday, and less than tomorrow.
Happy six year anniversary Big Daddy!

Six years eh? Hmm, seems like forever... but I remember it like yesterday.
Anniversarys are cool. You remenisce about your wedding day and it reminds you of why you married that person to begin with. I wish I could share some wedding pics... but they are all actual photos and I don't have a scanner. Taking pictures of them with my digital camera doesn't work all that swell either.

I always wonder what my kids are going to think of our wedding. You know how you look at your parents or grandparents wedding photos and they seem so old, beehive hairdo's, grey or brown bell bottom suits, big hats, lace dresses, 60's ties. Right now my dress is still considered fashionable, same with Big Daddy's tux... but in a few years are my kids going to laugh at my hair style or my dress, or the fact that my bridesmaids wore navy blue? Or will they just laugh that our photographer used a film camera not digital and our video was originally done on VHS. Not something you thing about when you get married.

Dandelions on my Windowsill

There are pros and cons to everything life. I truly believe that.

Just like parenthood there are pros and cons. I am sure we could all spend time listing the cons such as poop, diapers, puke, backtalk and many others. But there are so many great things about becoming a parent I thought I would take some time to list a few of my favorites. I don't think we as parents stop to smell the roses that be our children quite enough. One day we wake up and they are grown people and we feel a little left in the dust.

1) My first favorite...kisses & hugs. They come in abundances. I love how babies first smooch with wide open mouths. They are just so cute you could care less that they are drooling down your face. My favorite hugs are the unexpected ones coming at you from behind.

2) The very first "I lub you maamie" I so clearly remember the first time Joseph said he loved me when it wasn't in response to me saying it to him. I was hunched over and it came at me from behind with a big hug. It was like a light bulb went off and he realized this great emotion he felt was love and needed to tell me all on his own. I am looking so forward to Trent's first "I lub you"

3) Toys & cartoons. I think we all hit an age where if someone caught you with a barbie in your hand it was embarrassing. But when you have kids you can do all those great things again and feel free to do them, because your just uhh *cough* playing with the kids.

4) "Mommy Idol" its an in-home version of American or Canadian Idol. I can sing to my hearts content as loud and obnoxious as I want and the kids just think its great because I know all the words to the song and can spin them around. This also goes hand in hand with dancing like a maniac.

5) Experiencing things for the first time. There is nothing better than seeing a childs face when they taste something cold, hot, sweet, sour or pickelish for the first time. Makes me have a greater appreciation for the taste of such things.

6) Dandelion's. We all see them as a weed, or a yard nuisance. But my son rushes outside to pick me some and comes inside so full of pride that he got me some pretty flowers, because he knows Mommy loves flowers. He thinks they are gorgeous and a beautiful bold yellow. He see's through what we all think of as ugly. I knew I was a real Mom when I looked up from my dishes and see my dandelions on my windowsill. I love dandelions sitting in their little shot glasses on my windowsill (really I needed a new use for the shotglasses too). I dread the summer when they cease to exist there because all innocence will be lost and the world will have taught my children dandelions are bad, ugly, and weedy.
Until then, I will cherish every one my kids bring home.

7) Waving. I love that my kids wave like crazy out the window at me when I leave and come home. The blow me kisses like they are going out of style. I hope we always enjoy waving at one another so much.

I have a million more... but rest is calling. I have to prepare. Joseph graduates from preschool tomorrow. I think I will have a harder time moving on than he will.

My Cane is on Backorder

Will I ever learn? Nope, didn't think so.

A friend is in town for the long weekend so we decide to go out for drinks. Well, I have concluded that I am much too old to hack it any more. Not only does it suck to have even a little hangover the staying up too late and lack of sleep is what really gets to me. Even though Big Daddy is super great and lets me sleep in a little, it still really takes it out of a girl.

So this morning Big Daddy and I are conversing and he asks how my night was, I ask him about what he and the kids did. Then he says "how's the hangover?" I reply "Not bad at all, tired though. But my hip is killing me" ~ hmmm. I didn't think he was expecting that. Am I 80? I go dancing and hurt my hip??? It is really sore today. I am definitely not the spry 21 year old I used to be. Jeeze. My hip? What is that?

Well, I am off to find an ice pack, and it most definitely is not for a headache.

Little Dude

Cute

Dude

Little man

All the Answers... or Lack of.

I thought x-rays were supposed to be a tell all. I guess not. So I decide instead of giving myself an ulcer worrying about Trent we will get an x-ray. Dr. Dawne suggested it might be a good idea as well, you know, just to "be sure". So I rush around getting the requisition, get Trent there, get the x-ray (which he was a complete angel for!) and low and behold, we can't really tell. UGH. How frustrating. The x-ray girl said he is so full of poop that the plastic could be covered and not visible, Dr. Dawne says she is pretty confident she would still be able to see it, and dosen't. So she feels it's not in there. But the radiologist will look at the x-ray as well. Hmm. I thought I would feel more confident and settled after the x-ray. Did the end justify the means, really not in this case. I now feel horrible that I subjected my child to x-ray for no real results. I am convincing myself that Dr. Dawne knows best and its not there.

In other news.... ok we really don't have any! But Big Daddy had a bit of an embarrasing moment yesterday. The phone rang, he let Joseph answer it. Joseph is yakking away so Big Daddy assumes its a Gramma. Joseph then notes to Big Daddy that it's his turn to talk so Big Daddy says "hello" and the reply was "Hello Big Daddy, This Wendy So and So from the University of Saskatchewan and I was calling for....." HAHA, it was one of his professors!!!!
I try to always catch the number of who's calling before giving Joseph the ok to answer the phone.

It rained like nuts here yesterday. Great for those who have thier gardens seeded! Today is beautiful and clear. like to take some pictures of them at the park since I Lovely day for a trip to the park I think. Maybe even a slurpee on the way home. I would really feel I have been lagging in the photgraphic area these days. Whats been holding me back you ask? Lack of a camera. If you know where one of my kids hid it, gimme a call. Their might be rewards. If you know where me and my brainless self left it, whisper in my ear since I already feel foolish.

Severe Choke-alosis

I have some superb news. Joseph had yet another check up at the eye center on Friday and his weak eye now has full vision again. When we started this process a few months back his vision was 20/50. Through months of patching and six weeks of eyedrops his vision is back to 20/25. I think as a parent you worry if your making the right choices. I wondered if putting Joseph through all of this was going to have the outcome that was worth the process. It really did weigh heavily on me, but on Friday my weight lifted and I feel a huge relief that we did the right thing. On top of it all I can not express how great Joseph was through it all, we had a few rough patches but he persevered. I mean it probably isn't "over" per-say since taking care of your eyes is a life long task. But I feel we are on the right path now.

I swelled with pride today too. We paid Joseph .25 cents for each day we had an eyedrop without a fight. He decided to save his quarters to buy a DVD he wanted. So, Big Daddy and I got to teach a money lesson in the process. Today Joseph and I went off to Wal-Mart with his ziploc baggy of his money and he bought the DVD. I realize that financial reward may not have been the optimum choice. But you choose your battles.

Trent on the other hand..... I love him dearly. But honestly I think his middle name is trouble. He isn't even two years old yet and has had 3 stitches (run-in with a coffee table), a chipped tooth (Trent and God only really know what happened there), passed a wheel from a hot-wheels car (good thing it was small and round). Now, I think he swallowed large round item. Ok, I know. You are all thinking "does this lady even watch this kid"? Whether you believe me or not, I do, I honestly do. He is a quick little bugger and I watch him do it all.
Yesterday he had this thing in his mouth while I was changing his diaper and I quickly sat him up to dig it out...and it's gone. I swear it went down. Big Daddy is quite sure the toy came with 5 discs, we have found 4... but the fifth has been awol for quite some time.
I could so easily be one of those mothers that runs to the ER for everything. Big Daddy talks me down. My lid is continually flipped. What do you do, if it doesn't pass in a day or two do we go get x-rays?

The difficult thing is that when you have your first baby you child proof everything and there are no small pieces anywhere. But when you have another child, the older one has moved on to toys with small pieces. How do you all of a sudden halt their life and make them go back to large bulky toys. Is that fair? For the most part the small parts from the Ninja Turtles are in a box in Joseph's room high on a shelf. He plays with them when he has a friend over. But somehow these discs were being played with all the time.

Why can't I be the perfect parent I always thought I would be? *gasp* my child won't ever do that.... right... then I had my children and reality bit me in the ass.

29 and holding

Happy Birthday Grandpa Murray!

Grandpa got a new mailbox for his birthday. It's really cool. Since it is hanging already I think that means we are to stuff it full of cards, money and birthday wishes today.

My kids.... are just excited about cake! Grandpa is the only one (besides me & my kids) who prefers white cake. My kids prefer white cake. White cake is gooooood.
Happy Cakeday... I mean birthday!

Boys will be Boys!

I have stopped asking why.


hmmmmm

Patience is a Virtue

For me patience really is a virtue. A dictionary defines it partially as " particularly efficacious, good, or beneficial quality". That makes sense to for patience to be a beneficial quality. But darn it all since when do I have good qualities. I have such little patience for some things. But for others maybe I hide my impatience well sometimes since some people think I have more patience than I know what to do with.

I wonder how I ever had the patience for nine months to bake my babies? Maybe the fear of labour made me patient. And really did I have a say in the matter, NO. When the apple is ripe it falls off of the tree, but believe me you somedays I could have shaken that tree.

When I (and Big Daddy for that matter) get a thought or idea we run with it. Sometimes we leap before we have a good look. I think we enjoy the excitment of things, change of somethings, or the aspect of something new or fulfilling a want. Very impulsive. *sigh* But as they say "you make your bed and you lie in it". We struggle to try to make unimpulsive choices but we aren't always successful.

Like right now we have a plan. If we stick to the plan the outcome will be great. But the excitement of that something wonderful makes you want to leap for it now. Not that if we chose to do it now it wouldn't be wonderful, but our plan is the plan and it makes sense.... to us anyways!

But on the other hand for somethings if you wait to long do you miss the window of opportunity. So in that case is patience really a virtue? If I had a guess I would have to say not. Since the old saying isn't "patience is crap" or "patience is a detrement" or even "patience is a vice"... virtue it is I guess.

Stating the Obvious

Don't become panic stricken... we are still here. Just not much whit to share these days.

But I do have a bit of a peeve if you will. I hate when people state the obvious to me. I have to say that on an average outing with the kids I get at least 3 comments on Trents hair. Yes, I know my kids are cute and I am not counting actual compliments. I am speaking of when someone comes up to us and says "He's got really curly hair!" I feel like saying "Really! I hadn't noticed" I am not sure if these people are complimenting it or if they had nothing nice to say so just stated the obvious. Or did they just say it to hear themselves talk. But never has someone said to Joseph "boy you have straight hair" I have received a few "two boys huh?" again "Really, I hadn't noticed" Is there something wrong with having two boys? I don't think so, I personally love it. Just as much as I love my kids hair.

Why do people state the obvious. I would never walk up to someone excessivly large and say "Your overweight" I am sure the are well aware and have their own feelings about it.

The second thing I tend to not understand so much is after people. "wow, curly hair" they go on to say "must have got that from your daddy" ARE you kidding me?! I could understand if I took the time to straighten my hair on a regular basis but I don't. I have a nasty, nasty afro most days. *sigh* My kids are complete replicas of thier Dad and I do enjoy that. But when Trents hair actually grew and it was so curly I was happy that he had some resemblence of me. I had wondered how much maternity tests cost because as much as I remember labour & delivery there was no resemblence of me.

I guess I just have better things to do with my time than state the obvious. If I didn't I might say. "End of Blog Now"