Monday, December 20, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Once his son was gone, the dad looked at me and said "We don't even need eggnog. I just like screwin' with his love life."
I laughed so hard I thought I might pee myself. And I can't help but think I've peered into a future Christmas moment of young Mr. Nicho Pink, shopping with Jeffy at The Safeways, wouldn't you say, Shanny?????
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Day 12: Something you are OCD about
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Well, the locals know that my dream house fluctuates between the one right outside the perimeter and the one on the Niverville corner. But that's not a helpful description when you don't know either of those places, huh?
Rainer and I made a lot of changes to this house when we moved in. We haven't finished yet, we still want to pull up the rest of the carpet and finish the basement. There are many things I love about this house - it's a nice, open concept and it's very handy to have all the bedrooms & family room on the same level. What I would change about this house is a different layout in the kitchen (including a pantry), more bedrooms (since we keep filling them up with babies so fast!!) and another bathroom. We can achieve more bedrooms and another bathroom when we finish the basement, and if we stay here we could also renovate the main floor and achieve the kitchen remodel. We love the yard (especially the pool) and we've really become part of the community, so I would love to stay. But my goodness, we could use a bit more space, and the pool is too close to the house to allow for an addition, unless we build up and put on a second floor. So we'll see if this house evolves into my dream house. Stay tuned.
In other news, Declan has turned into a Chatty Cathy pracitically overnight. I love that his favourite things to say lend themselves easily to conversations with him. Here he was at the doctor's office the other day when some woman sat down beside us:
Stranger: Uh, did he just say "hi" to me?
Stranger (laughing): Well, hello, buddy. You ARE a boy, right?
Stranger: You're the cutest thing I've ever seen!
Declan: Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! (claps wildly)
It's really funny because he's almost 10 months old, but he's so tiny, so he seems far too young to be chatting away. I love setting him up with questions to answer "yeah" to, like "Is Mommy the boss around here?" and "You're so good lookin', do you take after your Mother?" The only problem is that he also has started saying Daddy, so he now he often ruins my game by squealing "DADDEEEEEEEEEEEE" and pointing at his father. Hrmph.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Dexter, since I usually stay up late on Sunday nights to watch it even though I'm exhausted from the weekend. Dexter Morgan is a serial killer, but it's okay, because he only kills the bad guys. :P
Yesterday Rainer and I had our anniversary date. My good friend Lisa fell in love with Talia when she was born, and used to always show her Mom the pictures I post on Facebook. Her Mom decided that they needed to have that little girl in their lives, and told Lisa that they had to babysit for us. So they have been Talia's adopted grandparents since she was about 6 months old. She's even had a sleepover there! Of course, now they take both kids and have a great time spoiling our babes. Yesterday they had the kids all day - we dropped them off around 9am. We ran a bunch of errands, did some Christmas shopping, saw a movie, did more shopping, and went for dinner before picking them up around 7:30. It was a fun and productive day that really wore me out!!! But I'm glad we've got the majority of our Christmas shopping done - now, on to baking!
Today was just a quiet day at home. We tried to get a nice picture for our family Christmas card. We were less than successful. Declan was super cranky and apparently hates sweater vests as much as his father does. Talia thought it was a big game to look away at the last possible second, of course the one picture where she actually looks at the camera is the one where Declan is rolling his eyes! I thought maybe I would be able to get some individual photos and choose a different card design, but Declan looks like a drunk Santa in a mug shot and there was just NO WAY Talia was willing to wear her Santa hat. Here are some of the rejected photos:
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
I can't wait until CBC shows it over the Christmas holidays. In fact, I wish I was curled up, watching it today instead of running around all over the city.
Declan and I headed in to the city this morning. I will admit I felt slightly granny-ish when a young guy blew past me on the highway, but I was totally vindicated about 10 minutes later when I came across him and his little Matrix in the ditch. Heh. Slow down, dummy.
My day has actually not worked out as planned. I wanted to renew my Autopac but the place here in town hasn't been plowed out yet - there was literally only 1 long trail leading up to the owner's truck, which was parked in front of the front door. Since I had no recollection of what the parking lot looked like underneath all the snow, I didn't know if I had room to turn around, if I could loop around, etc. And they are way too far off the street for me to park on Main Street and carry Declan through the snow, so I decided to just do it at the place in the mall.
We got to the mall and I didn't find a couple of things I was looking for, but then did find some things I wasn't really looking for, so that was okay. We were all the way over by the food court when I caught Declan throwing his cup over the edge of the cart onto the floor - I totally forgot that's his favourite game these days. So that sent me on the worst scavenger hunt ever, retracing our steps to find his toque, my toque, and only 1 of my awesome purple mitts. Boo hoo hoo.
When we were all done, I realized that I had forgotten to drop off Rainer's skates to be sharpened while I did my shopping. Sigh. So I dropped them off, then had about 1/2 an hour to kill, so I thought we would go have lunch. I got some pasta & veggie dish that wasn't appealing at all to the baby on the inside, but is the kind of lunch that Declan usually would eat every speck of and look for more, so I thought we could share. Well. Declan decided he would have NONE OF THAT, thank you very much, and Abacus seconded that motion. At least Declan made some new friends as he flirted with the old ladies at the table next to us, but all in all, lunch was a giant bust.
So I picked up Rainer's skates and then we headed out to the car. The Wal-Mart parking lot had been cleared at some point in the last 12 hours or so - enough that it was okay for driving but impossible to push the cart through. My cart was loaded with the diaper bag, Rainer's skates, a bunch of Christmas shopping, 2 cases of wipes, and Declan, so I decided I couldn't really leave it behind (although I was very, very tempted.) Some lady beside me said "You have to pull it from the front, like this!" and pulled on her own cart. She got it moving, but the bags she had sitting in the baby seat tumbled out onto the ground. Sigh. She was clearly right, the only way to move that cart was to pull, so I got D out of the seat and carried him while pulling my heavy cart through the snow. Did I mention that I'm about 23 weeks pregnant and can barely manoever myself through the snow? Double sigh. When I was about halfway to my vehicle, some shifty-looking guy offered to help me. I decided if it turned out he was just trying to rip me off, I didn't need anything in the cart that badly, and told him to go for it. When we got to the van and I thanked him, he said "I was sort of hoping you'd let me carry the baby." LOL! Thank you, kind stranger, but not in a million years would I have handed over my baby to you.
I got Declan all strapped in and my cart all unloaded and realized I'd forgotten 2 of the main things I went to the mall for in the first place. Frig. Oh well, Rainer can live without an anniversary card this year, and he can pick up Declan's eyedrops from the pharmacy in his office's building. Then we got back to town and I drove past the still-not-plowed-out insurance place, and realized that I didn't take care of my registration, either. Double frig. (Seriously, MPI? In this day and age, can't I just renew on-line and you can send me the stupid sticker?)
Anyway, things could always be worse. It's Thursday, after all, which is my favourite day of the week! Happy Thursday, everyone!!
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Click here for my favourite Christmas song, "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen/We Three Kings" by Barenaked Ladies & Sarah McLachlan
Here is the first song from our wedding.
Here is the song we wanted to be the first song at our wedding, ha ha. That would have been so awesome. We settled for walking in to the theme from Rocky, but still.
I once listened to nothing but this on repeat all the way from Halifax to Toronto on the world's most terrifyingly turbulent flight. It kept me calm when my window FELL OUT AND LANDED IN MY LAP. (Turns out it was just the fake inside window, not the actual window that was keeping me from being sucked out of the plane. Phew.)
And of course, no favourite song list is complete without a little Sesame Street. Thank you, Talia, for opening up a whole new world of hilarious music to me.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
We spent a few days training them to stay off a blanket on the floor, so when Talia arrived and started hanging out on the floor everyday, they already knew that was a no-dog zone. That particular rule resulted in a lot of this:
Before too long, he trained his partner in crime to use her puppy dog eyes, too.
"Aw, Mommy, can't Bert stay here with me? Just this once?"
When we brought Declan home, the boys hardly noticed there was a new baby in the house. Now that he's on solids, they've decided he's okay, and like to hang out under his highchair. But they generally can't be bothered to sneak on the blanket anymore. Unless, of course, the combination of nice cushy blankets, a firm pillow at chin-height, and the glorious sun spot combine to make the baby's blanket the most irresistable spot in the house.
Here's hoping the new baby will sleep just as peacefully in that same spot!
Friday, October 15, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
Little does she know I don't touch the stuff - don't want it to stunt my growth, ha ha.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
They were troopers, though. On Friday night they were up late visiting with Grandma & Grandpa and on Saturday night they were up until 11pm (!) putting on a show for Uncle Mike & Auntie Jenn. I actually couldn't believe they did so well on Saturday night, since they'd already had a late night and crappy naps. But by the time we were ready to leave yesterday afternoon, they'd both had it. We always plan to travel at nap time when possible so they sleep in the car. As we were strapping them in, they were both overdue for naps and were crying. Talia looked over at her little brother wailing away beside her and said pitifully "I know, Brutter. I know." before promptly falling asleep.
Well, even though they have unfit parents that keep them out until all hours of the night, at least they have each other.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Our third Rainedrop will be here sometime around the end of March. Date to be determined - I think we'll do another c-section, but since the last 2 babies both behaved like preemies at birth and narrowly escaped a stay in the NICU (despite Talia being born right on her due date and Declan only being 6 days early) we haven't decided when exactly that will be.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Anywho. Back to our anxiety. Rainer and I would be hanging out, and suddenly I would be gripped by panic and blurt out to my husband "What are we going to do if the baby isn't funny?" He would look back at me with fear in his eyes and whisper "I don't know. I just don't know."
Fast-forward 2 years. Talia is a non-stop chatterbox who, to our great relief, keeps us in stitches ALL. DAY. LONG. She is actually difficult to discipline at times, because she is hilarious. It is so hard to swallow our grins and giggles and be stern!
The stinker knows she's funny, too. Yesterday as I was trying to get her organized to go out, she kept pretending to fall asleep. (Note to self: now you know just how annoying that always is to Rainer when you do that as soon as he starts talking accounting.) When I told her she needed to smarten up, she rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated with her out-of-touch mother, and said "Mommy, I funny!!!"
Yes, you are, Littlenose. Now, of course, when you're really funny, you don't need to tell people. But let's cut her some slack, she is only two, after all.