Make Work for Mom day

Here is a recap:

7am - rip off sheets from bed and dangle them from rafters of top bunk to make fort

7:30 - rip off clothes from hangers in closet- spewing them everywhere - to make mobile out of said hangers

8am- spray garbage can with Lysol only to find out in mid-spray that I am "pledging" it instead. It will fear all dust bunnies under the sink now.

8:30- on our way out the door to drive to school when small child decides to have a poop. Cannot drive in the van with the stench, so proceed to put in into the dust free rubbish bin instead.

8:50 - arrive home and sugar my coffee twice - drink it anyway, as I think I may not get a chance to eat breakfast and so I will need the sugar later on.

9am- pull all toys out in the living room, only to decide that outside play is more fun.

10am- drink coffee that has been nuked already once, with too much sugar and count the hours until my day is over.

11am - start lunch, which is now a proven fact that takes twice as long to make as it does to inhale/dump on floor/complain about/pick apart.

11:30-sweep hardwood floors for the 1 millionth time this day.

12pm - get one daycare kiddie up from morning nap and proceed to lay another one down before the blankets even cool down.

1pm-blog about my morning.

Thanks for letting me vent. Girls road trip cannot come fast enough.

Saxe Point

On Friday we all went to Saxe Point for Hay's field trip with her class. It is one of my favorite spots in Victoria, huge rocks to climb, beach access, quiet and peaceful, ocean views and a public, flushable toilet. What more could a transplanted west-coast-island-loving-still-cannot-wear-birkinstocks-and let my leg hair grow-kinda girl ask for?

Almost done grade one.

I read chapter books.
I can skip on the monkey bars.
I made an assist in lacrosse.
I can ride my hand-brake bike I got for my birthday - no training wheels.
I love to rollerblade.
I love pokeman.
I own 4 webkins.
I am learning to like math.
I took pottery at school.
I finally got to change my earrings.
I am going on vacation, alone, this summer to see Nana and Papa.
I can put my face in the pool now (no small feat for this Pisces).

Growing up, reading to me, getting so tall. I love you Hayley.

New Shoes

Nothing says summer like Chuck Taylor Converse All Stars. Could not resist these shoes. Bought them for $6 at a consignment store, retail'ing for over $40 new. Does she not look like she loves them? I do, and that is what matters.

Rainy Saturday

So on a rainy Saturday what should you do? I recommend going to the movie theater with a toddler to see "Shrek the Third". Why wouldn't you? Actually, all kidding aside, Quinners did well. We met Hayley and her dad there ( will wonders ever cease ) and had a ball! Quinn laughed while she sucked on a sucker and drank her slushy drink. I really did have fun. Plus it was raining, so that only means one thing around here on a Saturday......cleaning my house!

I am busy reading two books right now, one of which is capturing more of my attention than the other. One is the 6th book in the Harry Potter series; The Half Blood Prince, while the other is a Oprah Book Club one, We Are the Mulvaneys. Both are good, in their own right, but I have to admit, I am enjoying Harry's adventures much more. Just getting ready for the final installment due to be shipped to my house on it's release date by Amazon.ca.

I cannot believe that HP only has 3 weeks of school, and three weeks until I am in Vernon for my cuz' wedding. Sort of a family reunion on my mom's side as well. Should be a ton of fun, as my cousins and I have a lot in common. Cannot wait for the girly road trip with HP and Quinners as well.

Just an update on my life, seems as though blogging is taking a back seat, but I am still alive and all is well.

Back to square one with potty training as well, seems as though it was a one-off thing. Summer is coming (fingers crossed) and we will naked potty train her then.

Toodles friends.

Potty Power!

Maybe potty power is ready once again. Strange thing happened today. We were in the backyard and Quinners was in her bathing suit sans diaper. She came up to me and said, "Quinners pee mommy." So I went inside and got the toilet shell and sat her down. She peed.

Strange in many ways: her butt touched the seat of the toilet. She acknowledged what she had to do. She did not want a diaper on. We have not spoken of the potty in weeks. She does whatever the hell she wants, whenever she wants. We are definitely on her schedule and not the other way around.

She even wanted her potty book to read as well.

She blows me away. I cannot for the life of me figure her out. Maybe that is why I love her so much.