You're Gonna Miss This...

Even for you non country music folks, this song...especially if you're a parent...has got to pull on your heart strings.

It's one that I found myself in tears to, while singing at the top of my lungs in the car, the first time I heard it.

Hope you mist up & sing loud too!

You're Gonna Miss This...

Even for you non country music folks, this song...especially if you're a parent...has got to pull on your heart strings.

It's one that I found myself in tears to, while singing at the top of my lungs in the car, the first time I heard it.

Hope you mist up & sing loud too!

"Gas! I got gas!" - Flo in Cars the movie

Bodily functions morph into bathroom humor, this I know. Yet, am not quite looking forward to it.
When W was younger and would "pass gas" he would exclaim, "Oh! Burp. I burped." Whether this was the traditional method of "burping" or as we came to know them, bottom burps or trouser burps.
Well, now someone taught him the descriptor of toot. He thinks this is hilarious! Toot! Tooted! Of course, it's used for both the top & bottom versions...if you follow me. However, W has gone one step further and focused on the scent of said toots. "I tooted! Can you smell it?" as he whips around to face his little bottom towards you. Uh..no thanks Mister and that's highly inappropriate.
Our little R has not escaped this 8th wonder of a little boy's world. R using his ever growing vocabulary now states, "Poops!" after his little bottom explodes. "Poops!"
So, here we go. Our little boys are continuing to learn what their bodies can do and this will provide moments of embarrassment and hilarity for us parents. Give us strength and the ability to laugh, ignore or teach during the moments of trouser burps, toots and poops!

"Gas! I got gas!" - Flo in Cars the movie

Bodily functions morph into bathroom humor, this I know. Yet, am not quite looking forward to it.
When W was younger and would "pass gas" he would exclaim, "Oh! Burp. I burped." Whether this was the traditional method of "burping" or as we came to know them, bottom burps or trouser burps.
Well, now someone taught him the descriptor of toot. He thinks this is hilarious! Toot! Tooted! Of course, it's used for both the top & bottom versions...if you follow me. However, W has gone one step further and focused on the scent of said toots. "I tooted! Can you smell it?" as he whips around to face his little bottom towards you. Uh..no thanks Mister and that's highly inappropriate.
Our little R has not escaped this 8th wonder of a little boy's world. R using his ever growing vocabulary now states, "Poops!" after his little bottom explodes. "Poops!"
So, here we go. Our little boys are continuing to learn what their bodies can do and this will provide moments of embarrassment and hilarity for us parents. Give us strength and the ability to laugh, ignore or teach during the moments of trouser burps, toots and poops!

Sleepy Angel

I need a nap-nanny. Just on Wednesdays. Well, who am I kidding...everyday...however, Wednesday's would be ideal for Bup though. A fastidious nanny that loves to clean & would stay with my Bup so he wouldn't have to fall asleep in the car, be transferred to the crib and continue his nap wearing his coat...and boots no less. Poor Bup.

It's not fair is it? Wednesday is our busy, busy day where we are out at 830 am, eat lunch in the car on cold days on warm days go for a stroll in the park, take W to preschool and then R falls asleep in the car is transferred to the crib, sleeps in his outer wear, and has his much needed sleep disturbed only to go back to the car.

Our sleepy, good natured angel. Don't you just want to kiss his fluffy cheeks?

Sleepy Angel

I need a nap-nanny. Just on Wednesdays. Well, who am I kidding...everyday...however, Wednesday's would be ideal for Bup though. A fastidious nanny that loves to clean & would stay with my Bup so he wouldn't have to fall asleep in the car, be transferred to the crib and continue his nap wearing his coat...and boots no less. Poor Bup.

It's not fair is it? Wednesday is our busy, busy day where we are out at 830 am, eat lunch in the car on cold days on warm days go for a stroll in the park, take W to preschool and then R falls asleep in the car is transferred to the crib, sleeps in his outer wear, and has his much needed sleep disturbed only to go back to the car.

Our sleepy, good natured angel. Don't you just want to kiss his fluffy cheeks?

ADHD

ADHD.

What does this mean to you?

Isn't this the cutest face ever? Isn't he beautiful? My heart just melts when I see his smiling little face and sparkling eyes. Our little wonder-boy affected by ADHD. He has been diagnosed with severe ADHD with some atypical behaviors and sensory issues. Whoa! That's a mouthful.

We've been dealing with this for a while and have had time to adjust and get our heads and hearts around this. It's hard and there have been many tears.

My favorite husband and I even debated keeping this to ourselves because there is so much misinformation out there, labelling and stigmas. However, how will the negative ever go away if no one talks about it? It won't. So here we are for all the world, our readers, to know. A chance to educate society and the people in our lives.

As well, people will label him regardless of whether they know what is provoking his behaviors, etc. So, we feel honesty is best. Hopefully people won't be so quick to judge.

ADHD is a neurological disorder that has symptoms such as hyperactivity, inability to focus, the ability to hyper focus, impulsiveness, etc. These affect our W. It is also why he is our wonderful little boy, our Wonder Boy, both wonderful and keeps us wondering what he will come up with next.

W is brilliant and bright. He is creative and funny. He is sensitive and fearless. All of this is a part of the ADHD label.

So, here we all go on this new journey. A journey to help our W be the best he can be, to be successful in all areas of his life and a journey to help others be more accepting and open.

Here we go...

ADHD

ADHD.

What does this mean to you?

Isn't this the cutest face ever? Isn't he beautiful? My heart just melts when I see his smiling little face and sparkling eyes. Our little wonder-boy affected by ADHD. He has been diagnosed with severe ADHD with some atypical behaviors and sensory issues. Whoa! That's a mouthful.

We've been dealing with this for a while and have had time to adjust and get our heads and hearts around this. It's hard and there have been many tears.

My favorite husband and I even debated keeping this to ourselves because there is so much misinformation out there, labelling and stigmas. However, how will the negative ever go away if no one talks about it? It won't. So here we are for all the world, our readers, to know. A chance to educate society and the people in our lives.

As well, people will label him regardless of whether they know what is provoking his behaviors, etc. So, we feel honesty is best. Hopefully people won't be so quick to judge.

ADHD is a neurological disorder that has symptoms such as hyperactivity, inability to focus, the ability to hyper focus, impulsiveness, etc. These affect our W. It is also why he is our wonderful little boy, our Wonder Boy, both wonderful and keeps us wondering what he will come up with next.

W is brilliant and bright. He is creative and funny. He is sensitive and fearless. All of this is a part of the ADHD label.

So, here we all go on this new journey. A journey to help our W be the best he can be, to be successful in all areas of his life and a journey to help others be more accepting and open.

Here we go...

Master W

Our W is a bright little spark in our lives, that keeps us guessing, on our toes, smiling and wishing some days that time would stand still.3 1/2 yrs. Whew!

W is in a Montessori pre-school and loves it! After each school day he tells me about the work he did..."diamonds, funny scissors...talked to the girl with the ponytail on her head and the boy in the black shirt". He even asks to do his "work" at home.

Tumble Rumble class takes place once a week which is wonderful energy outlet for W. He is beat red after class to which he tells me that "Mrs. Nancy...she's a good lady".

Special family dates & a family tuck-in or bedtime are common requests from W. He thrives on family time which is wonderful as I'm sure the day will come when he's embarrassed to be seen in public with us.

Honest to a fault..."I bonked him. I took this toy away. Bup don't never, ever, touch this again!"

Happy to help around the house. Great at vacuuming except when he tries to vacuum his ear!

Loves to learn. I'm afraid he's a mini "Cliff Claven" as he pours over the Guinness Book of World Records daily.

W is our wonder boy...I wonder what he'll come up with next. Stay tuned as we all find out together!

Master W

Our W is a bright little spark in our lives, that keeps us guessing, on our toes, smiling and wishing some days that time would stand still.3 1/2 yrs. Whew!

W is in a Montessori pre-school and loves it! After each school day he tells me about the work he did..."diamonds, funny scissors...talked to the girl with the ponytail on her head and the boy in the black shirt". He even asks to do his "work" at home.

Tumble Rumble class takes place once a week which is wonderful energy outlet for W. He is beat red after class to which he tells me that "Mrs. Nancy...she's a good lady".

Special family dates & a family tuck-in or bedtime are common requests from W. He thrives on family time which is wonderful as I'm sure the day will come when he's embarrassed to be seen in public with us.

Honest to a fault..."I bonked him. I took this toy away. Bup don't never, ever, touch this again!"

Happy to help around the house. Great at vacuuming except when he tries to vacuum his ear!

Loves to learn. I'm afraid he's a mini "Cliff Claven" as he pours over the Guinness Book of World Records daily.

W is our wonder boy...I wonder what he'll come up with next. Stay tuned as we all find out together!

Baby Bup 21 months

Our Bup is such a sweet, funny little guy.

He gives the best fish-lip kisses, and hugs with sound effects..."OOOOhhh!"

Loves to play chase...even when it's not funny! Such as when you're wanting to get out of the house on time so instead of putting on his coat he's racing around the island laughing.

Enjoys "DDD"...DVD...& goes to the TV saying "DDD" then cracks it laughing and stamps his foot over and over when you tell him yes he can have a DVD. Which is either a Baby Einstein or his all time favorite, Elmo. Loves, loves, L-O-V-E-S Elmo, Ernie and Cookie, said with a deep growly voice.

Presses his squishy little face against the glass at W's preschool and yells, "W" while dancing and squealing with delight at the sight of his beloved brother.

Still seizure free...wuhoo!! Next month we start retesting organs to ensure there has been no change, & also an audiology test just to be certain that his hearing is fine tuned enough for speech...which I have no doubt that it is. This month, Feb, marks a year past since R first started seizing. A year already....so many feelings attached to this not to be explored right now.

Speech...is growing daily. Yesterday the word of the day was "purple" and today it's "stick". Of course, you really have to listen closely but they're there. And he's a waver. Waves at every car or person while shopping, etc. Even waves at your bare toes if you wiggle them!

Growing, growing, baby be gone....oh so sad that he's getting so big! My baby has become full on toddler. Mr. Wearing Size 2. & Size 8 shoes now has almost all his teeth, runs and jumps (sort of) and crouches head down with bum in air wishing he could get all the way over for a somersault...oh! and don't make me mad or I'll whack you one, Big Brother or Mother!:)

Our Bup is such a sweet, funny little guy...

Baby Bup 21 months

Our Bup is such a sweet, funny little guy.

He gives the best fish-lip kisses, and hugs with sound effects..."OOOOhhh!"

Loves to play chase...even when it's not funny! Such as when you're wanting to get out of the house on time so instead of putting on his coat he's racing around the island laughing.

Enjoys "DDD"...DVD...& goes to the TV saying "DDD" then cracks it laughing and stamps his foot over and over when you tell him yes he can have a DVD. Which is either a Baby Einstein or his all time favorite, Elmo. Loves, loves, L-O-V-E-S Elmo, Ernie and Cookie, said with a deep growly voice.

Presses his squishy little face against the glass at W's preschool and yells, "W" while dancing and squealing with delight at the sight of his beloved brother.

Still seizure free...wuhoo!! Next month we start retesting organs to ensure there has been no change, & also an audiology test just to be certain that his hearing is fine tuned enough for speech...which I have no doubt that it is. This month, Feb, marks a year past since R first started seizing. A year already....so many feelings attached to this not to be explored right now.

Speech...is growing daily. Yesterday the word of the day was "purple" and today it's "stick". Of course, you really have to listen closely but they're there. And he's a waver. Waves at every car or person while shopping, etc. Even waves at your bare toes if you wiggle them!

Growing, growing, baby be gone....oh so sad that he's getting so big! My baby has become full on toddler. Mr. Wearing Size 2. & Size 8 shoes now has almost all his teeth, runs and jumps (sort of) and crouches head down with bum in air wishing he could get all the way over for a somersault...oh! and don't make me mad or I'll whack you one, Big Brother or Mother!:)

Our Bup is such a sweet, funny little guy...

Party Treats

Thanks to Mrs. Mittens I am now aware of how to make the tastiest treats!

Super easy. Super good.

Ya gotta love the combination of sweet 'n' salty especially when it only takes 5 min to make.

Hopefully the gang at today's Valentine's Party will think so too.

Party Treats

Thanks to Mrs. Mittens I am now aware of how to make the tastiest treats!

Super easy. Super good.

Ya gotta love the combination of sweet 'n' salty especially when it only takes 5 min to make.

Hopefully the gang at today's Valentine's Party will think so too.

Dance Party

The Littles enjoyed a Tuesday morning dance party. Lots of little bootaay was shaking... in between pillow fights, snack time, vying for the baby and glow stick escapades.



Dance party spin included a little Keith Urban and alot of Nickelback, specifically one song over & over again.








8 kids ages 4yrs and under? They were fabulous!
A definate do-again!

Dance Party

The Littles enjoyed a Tuesday morning dance party. Lots of little bootaay was shaking... in between pillow fights, snack time, vying for the baby and glow stick escapades.



Dance party spin included a little Keith Urban and alot of Nickelback, specifically one song over & over again.








8 kids ages 4yrs and under? They were fabulous!
A definate do-again!

Bare Naked Noggins Meet Up

The bald Bare Naked Noggins folks met up for lunch today. Shout out to the Iron Wood Stage & Grill....fabulous food! Try the chicken wrap "Grilled Chicken with Avocado Salsa, Honey Peppered Bacon, Jack Cheese and Sweet Chile Mayo"... mmmmm.

By the way, the BNN event raised over $23, 000! Wuhoo! All for local Epilepsy education programs. Again....THANK YOU for your support. You made this happen.

It was fun to gather with the other participants and share our post bald experiences. And wouldn't you know, the two ladies I sat with.....they live in my community! What a wonderful small world we live in.

The Epilepsy Association's next fundraiser is a spare change can event in conjunction with Macs convenience stores. So starting in March, if you find yourself in a Macs, please drop a coin or two into the cans by the till. All funds go to our local Epilepsy Assoc.

Did you know that some of those coin box fundraisers only provide a small portion to the actual charity and a "management" company gets the majority of funds raised? So unethical. Anyway, this is not the case as the EA manages the cans themselves. Throw a loonie their way & make a difference today...well in March.

Bare Naked Noggins Meet Up

The bald Bare Naked Noggins folks met up for lunch today. Shout out to the Iron Wood Stage & Grill....fabulous food! Try the chicken wrap "Grilled Chicken with Avocado Salsa, Honey Peppered Bacon, Jack Cheese and Sweet Chile Mayo"... mmmmm.

By the way, the BNN event raised over $23, 000! Wuhoo! All for local Epilepsy education programs. Again....THANK YOU for your support. You made this happen.

It was fun to gather with the other participants and share our post bald experiences. And wouldn't you know, the two ladies I sat with.....they live in my community! What a wonderful small world we live in.

The Epilepsy Association's next fundraiser is a spare change can event in conjunction with Macs convenience stores. So starting in March, if you find yourself in a Macs, please drop a coin or two into the cans by the till. All funds go to our local Epilepsy Assoc.

Did you know that some of those coin box fundraisers only provide a small portion to the actual charity and a "management" company gets the majority of funds raised? So unethical. Anyway, this is not the case as the EA manages the cans themselves. Throw a loonie their way & make a difference today...well in March.

Tuberous Sclerosis Support

One of the frustrating points about TS, for me...believe me there are many but this is just one....is that there is no support or connection to other families here in our fine city, that are living with TS. Are we really the one in a million family with TS? The stats say that 1 in between 6000-17000 (depending upon severity) are affected by TS so doesn't this mean that there are at least 58 other families with TS walking among this community? Why is there no connection?

I expressed our interest to connect with other families with a small child who has TS. And now that possibility may come. Our Neuro nurse contacted me on Friday about a new diagnosis for a 13 mth old little girl. My heart breaks for her and her family. If we can be of assistance in any small way I am absolutely game and hope that the social work team will work with us in making this happen. To help her parents through their fear and anger and sadness and questions and how to maneuver the system. When Bup was first diagnosed, this would have been so helpful for B & I. I only hope that we can give another family an ounce of comfort.

And maybe this is the beginning of something bigger. Awareness and support on a larger scale for more people here. Maybe the TS organization can become more prevalent and awareness of TS will grow within our town. One can only hope.

Tuberous Sclerosis Support

One of the frustrating points about TS, for me...believe me there are many but this is just one....is that there is no support or connection to other families here in our fine city, that are living with TS. Are we really the one in a million family with TS? The stats say that 1 in between 6000-17000 (depending upon severity) are affected by TS so doesn't this mean that there are at least 58 other families with TS walking among this community? Why is there no connection?

I expressed our interest to connect with other families with a small child who has TS. And now that possibility may come. Our Neuro nurse contacted me on Friday about a new diagnosis for a 13 mth old little girl. My heart breaks for her and her family. If we can be of assistance in any small way I am absolutely game and hope that the social work team will work with us in making this happen. To help her parents through their fear and anger and sadness and questions and how to maneuver the system. When Bup was first diagnosed, this would have been so helpful for B & I. I only hope that we can give another family an ounce of comfort.

And maybe this is the beginning of something bigger. Awareness and support on a larger scale for more people here. Maybe the TS organization can become more prevalent and awareness of TS will grow within our town. One can only hope.

Whatchya knittn?

The Modern Fashionista.

Don't the titles just crack you up? They do me!

Patons Rumor yarn, "an irresistible alpaca blend". So soft. Mmmmm...cozy. It's a little fibrous but I've gotten through the challenges of that and am about half done. Looking forward to cozying up, hopefully not shedding, and exhibiting great style as a "Modern Fashionista".

Whatchya knittn?

The Modern Fashionista.

Don't the titles just crack you up? They do me!

Patons Rumor yarn, "an irresistible alpaca blend". So soft. Mmmmm...cozy. It's a little fibrous but I've gotten through the challenges of that and am about half done. Looking forward to cozying up, hopefully not shedding, and exhibiting great style as a "Modern Fashionista".

Valentine Freebie

If diamonds are a girl's best friend....well, maybe pearls are a close second.

Here's a little fresh water pearl bauble with a toggle clasp that I put together to decorate your wrist. No I didn't raise the oysters/mussels to grow the pearls, however way they came into my hands (....retail beading, jewellery making, crafting, etc store...) here it is for yours.

Now, in order to be considered, please leave a comment with your sweetest or funniest Valentine story. For you silent readers, now's the time to leave a comment...finally! I know you're out there!

Here's mine...Funniest...High school...a certain less than popular fellow in my class, whom I often stood up for, gave a valentine to my best friend and I. We were the only people he gave Valentine's too. Mine read as follows:

Valentine, I look at you and get a pain in my heart.

One good burp and it's gone.

I was horrified and oh, so mad! Never would I stick up for him again. 19 years later and I find the whole thing funny.

Sweetest....every Valentine with my favorite husband. One of particular sweetness included a dozen red roses delivered to my office the day before Valentine's day....B's trademark Valentine surprise...I had tears in my eyes as I read the card and a huge grin on my face as at that time I hadn't really told the general public at work there was a beau in my life....the emotion of that day is still felt when I think about that particular Valentine day.

So, fess up. Funny or sweet. Share your Valentine's. Can't wait to read yours!

Valentine Freebie

If diamonds are a girl's best friend....well, maybe pearls are a close second.

Here's a little fresh water pearl bauble with a toggle clasp that I put together to decorate your wrist. No I didn't raise the oysters/mussels to grow the pearls, however way they came into my hands (....retail beading, jewellery making, crafting, etc store...) here it is for yours.

Now, in order to be considered, please leave a comment with your sweetest or funniest Valentine story. For you silent readers, now's the time to leave a comment...finally! I know you're out there!

Here's mine...Funniest...High school...a certain less than popular fellow in my class, whom I often stood up for, gave a valentine to my best friend and I. We were the only people he gave Valentine's too. Mine read as follows:

Valentine, I look at you and get a pain in my heart.

One good burp and it's gone.

I was horrified and oh, so mad! Never would I stick up for him again. 19 years later and I find the whole thing funny.

Sweetest....every Valentine with my favorite husband. One of particular sweetness included a dozen red roses delivered to my office the day before Valentine's day....B's trademark Valentine surprise...I had tears in my eyes as I read the card and a huge grin on my face as at that time I hadn't really told the general public at work there was a beau in my life....the emotion of that day is still felt when I think about that particular Valentine day.

So, fess up. Funny or sweet. Share your Valentine's. Can't wait to read yours!

"Nickelbell"

W: "That's my favorite song."
M: "Nickelback?"
W: "Yeah, that's my favorite. Nickelbell."

Daddy's influenced W's music taste.

Bup likes all music! He dances to Louis Armstrong in the WAll E movie. Love his moves!

"Nickelbell"

W: "That's my favorite song."
M: "Nickelback?"
W: "Yeah, that's my favorite. Nickelbell."

Daddy's influenced W's music taste.

Bup likes all music! He dances to Louis Armstrong in the WAll E movie. Love his moves!

Feburary Speech Therapy

Although we were late, Ms. Michelle let Bup have a full session. Thank you!

She is very pleased with his progress and noticed all sorts of new words today. Mommy. Fish. Stuck. He tries flowers and Kleenex although you would never know what it is....he tries though!

The drooling, mouth open issue is still an unknown. We're not sure why he keeps his mouth open %90 of the time but are investigating this further.

So, Bup's next appointment will include the OT to assess his fine motor skills. Personally, I think they're ok, it's the gross motor that seems to be a little off kilter. He's still quite uncoordinated. Maybe that's meds combined with tumour placement? I tend to think so. The future will tell us more.

Until then, we'll keep talking and repeating the proper pronunciation of words so that he hears the difference, singing, reading and playing with our Bup. His speech will explode one day, I'm sure of it! He's well on his way, our little Love-Bug.

Feburary Speech Therapy

Although we were late, Ms. Michelle let Bup have a full session. Thank you!

She is very pleased with his progress and noticed all sorts of new words today. Mommy. Fish. Stuck. He tries flowers and Kleenex although you would never know what it is....he tries though!

The drooling, mouth open issue is still an unknown. We're not sure why he keeps his mouth open %90 of the time but are investigating this further.

So, Bup's next appointment will include the OT to assess his fine motor skills. Personally, I think they're ok, it's the gross motor that seems to be a little off kilter. He's still quite uncoordinated. Maybe that's meds combined with tumour placement? I tend to think so. The future will tell us more.

Until then, we'll keep talking and repeating the proper pronunciation of words so that he hears the difference, singing, reading and playing with our Bup. His speech will explode one day, I'm sure of it! He's well on his way, our little Love-Bug.

Cadillac Bomb

Picture this if you will....

It's 9:50am, the boys and I are on our way to the Alberta Children's Hospital for Bup's Speech Therapy appointment. Traffic is horrendous. It's snowing. There is very limited visibility. It takes us 45 minutes to travel what normally is a 5 minute drive. No exaggeration required here. Due to the fire dpt closing down a lane on the bridge deck because of poor driving conditions.

Both boys were content...enough...while we inched our way along Deerfoot Trail towards the Douglas Dale bridge. Soon, W announces he has to pee!

"You'll have to wait a minute, buddy. I can't stop here." I'm not even moving but I just couldn't bring myself to hop out of the car for W to urinate on the side of a stand still, snow blowing, 4 lane freeway.

"Mom, I got to pee. I already waited a minute!"

He's now holding himself and wiggling in his chair with a pained look on his face.

What's a traffic bound mom to do?

Out of the corner of my eye I spot on the passenger side floor an empty McDonald's apple juice container. Aha! I tell W he'll have to pee in the cup and hold it up for him to see. "Unbuckle your seat belt, stand on the floor and pull down your pants."

He does this and then REFUSES to use the empty apple juice container while half crying and bouncing up and down stating he wants to pee outside.

UGH! Come on, come on, c-o-m-e o-n!

"Please, please W, use the cup. Mommy will help you."

WhichI did ...while driving in super slow, stop & go traffic. The ingenious plan was successful. The whole time I'm thinking, "I can't believe we're doing this! THIS is what it's like to parent boys. What would I have done with a girl in this situation? I can't believe we're doing this!"

Alas, the Cadillac Bomb.

And no, we did not drive all the way to the hospital with an apple juice glass of urine in the travel mug holder. It "magically" disappeared without a spill in the car. Whew!

This experience is a first! And a lesson to ALWAYS visit the restroom before leaving home.

Did you know that "Trucker Bombs" are a waste problem in the province of BC and elsewhere? They litter the ditches. Saw this on the evening news once. Grossed me out. Now, I'm almost a contributor! So, if you're travelling in anywhere and see a suspicious 2L bottle of something....back away!

Cadillac Bomb

Picture this if you will....

It's 9:50am, the boys and I are on our way to the Alberta Children's Hospital for Bup's Speech Therapy appointment. Traffic is horrendous. It's snowing. There is very limited visibility. It takes us 45 minutes to travel what normally is a 5 minute drive. No exaggeration required here. Due to the fire dpt closing down a lane on the bridge deck because of poor driving conditions.

Both boys were content...enough...while we inched our way along Deerfoot Trail towards the Douglas Dale bridge. Soon, W announces he has to pee!

"You'll have to wait a minute, buddy. I can't stop here." I'm not even moving but I just couldn't bring myself to hop out of the car for W to urinate on the side of a stand still, snow blowing, 4 lane freeway.

"Mom, I got to pee. I already waited a minute!"

He's now holding himself and wiggling in his chair with a pained look on his face.

What's a traffic bound mom to do?

Out of the corner of my eye I spot on the passenger side floor an empty McDonald's apple juice container. Aha! I tell W he'll have to pee in the cup and hold it up for him to see. "Unbuckle your seat belt, stand on the floor and pull down your pants."

He does this and then REFUSES to use the empty apple juice container while half crying and bouncing up and down stating he wants to pee outside.

UGH! Come on, come on, c-o-m-e o-n!

"Please, please W, use the cup. Mommy will help you."

WhichI did ...while driving in super slow, stop & go traffic. The ingenious plan was successful. The whole time I'm thinking, "I can't believe we're doing this! THIS is what it's like to parent boys. What would I have done with a girl in this situation? I can't believe we're doing this!"

Alas, the Cadillac Bomb.

And no, we did not drive all the way to the hospital with an apple juice glass of urine in the travel mug holder. It "magically" disappeared without a spill in the car. Whew!

This experience is a first! And a lesson to ALWAYS visit the restroom before leaving home.

Did you know that "Trucker Bombs" are a waste problem in the province of BC and elsewhere? They litter the ditches. Saw this on the evening news once. Grossed me out. Now, I'm almost a contributor! So, if you're travelling in anywhere and see a suspicious 2L bottle of something....back away!

Houdini Incarnate

We've had this conversation before. You've read posts on this topic before....and yet, here it is again.
Yesterday, while I was at work, my favorite husband endeavored to change Bup's diaper without W's assistance....allowing W to remain playing in the fort Knox of our backyard. It was a lovely day. There are no gates with which to enter or escape the yard. All is well.
Until....
Houdini Incarnate is seen on the garage roof!!
GARAGE ROOF.
Little Mr. climbed the play structure and used it to get onto the roof of the garage. Of course, Favorite Husband almost had a heart attack, got the escape artist down, brought him into the house in time to hear the doorbell ringing and there was our alley neighbor who had spotted Woudini and told him to get down right now & that Mr. Neighbor was going to tell his dad.
Poor Favorite Husband...it's his turn to win the negligent parent award that I have such a collection of....and witnessed by a neighbor even. UGH!
Disclaimer:
No children were harmed in the making of this event.

Houdini Incarnate

We've had this conversation before. You've read posts on this topic before....and yet, here it is again.
Yesterday, while I was at work, my favorite husband endeavored to change Bup's diaper without W's assistance....allowing W to remain playing in the fort Knox of our backyard. It was a lovely day. There are no gates with which to enter or escape the yard. All is well.
Until....
Houdini Incarnate is seen on the garage roof!!
GARAGE ROOF.
Little Mr. climbed the play structure and used it to get onto the roof of the garage. Of course, Favorite Husband almost had a heart attack, got the escape artist down, brought him into the house in time to hear the doorbell ringing and there was our alley neighbor who had spotted Woudini and told him to get down right now & that Mr. Neighbor was going to tell his dad.
Poor Favorite Husband...it's his turn to win the negligent parent award that I have such a collection of....and witnessed by a neighbor even. UGH!
Disclaimer:
No children were harmed in the making of this event.

Monday Morning

A morning of food prep and Montessori activities at the kitchen table while compiling the recipes.

Today's menu includes Creole Chicken and Vegetables Crockpot recipe. I feel like chicken tonight! Remember that commercial?

Cabbage Soup...which undoubtedly I will be eating the majority of as "Mr. M Makes Me Eat Vegetables " will avoid it like the plague.

Transferring, Spooning and Pouring. W loves transferring pom poms mainly because of the tools he is able to use. This morning's spooning & pouring was slightly disastrous. First, Bup broke a bowl...the hazards of using glass containers and then W poured all the spooning ingredients together into one bowl. A lovely combination of corn meal, bran buds, popcorn and macaroni. Not really the way it was supposed to work out, but fun for the boys just the same.

Monday Morning

A morning of food prep and Montessori activities at the kitchen table while compiling the recipes.

Today's menu includes Creole Chicken and Vegetables Crockpot recipe. I feel like chicken tonight! Remember that commercial?

Cabbage Soup...which undoubtedly I will be eating the majority of as "Mr. M Makes Me Eat Vegetables " will avoid it like the plague.

Transferring, Spooning and Pouring. W loves transferring pom poms mainly because of the tools he is able to use. This morning's spooning & pouring was slightly disastrous. First, Bup broke a bowl...the hazards of using glass containers and then W poured all the spooning ingredients together into one bowl. A lovely combination of corn meal, bran buds, popcorn and macaroni. Not really the way it was supposed to work out, but fun for the boys just the same.