Friday, June 08, 2007
Everything is coming up ROSES
The posie of Peonies brought to me by my Catie girl (above) 
Cynthia inspired me to get my camera out and take some photos of the gorgeous flowers in our garden this year. This is the scented Peony that my Papa planted for me in November just before he died the following year. I have brought this beautiful memory with me to three different homes we have lived in. I know my Pappa would be asking me if they are watered. And, I would say Yes, Pappa they are watered. He always told me to be sure to water them. As I have. They are certainly beautiful.
This particular Peony plant means so much to me. When I went though an early miscarriage back in 2003 (June 15) the same bush was blooming, and as I was waiting for everything to finish up, Cliff snipped a whole vase full of these, and brought them into the bathroom. In February, my Pappa died. Now, every year when I see the blooms I am reminded of my Pappa and of the baby who didn't make it into our lives, but is forever in my heart.
Last year, all of the heads of the Peony were picked off, head by head by my Carlyflower. So I never got to see them. This year, my Catie girl. The one who was conceived and born after our miscarriage brought me the first bloom off of my plant.
Double Trouble - At it AGAIN!
Yes, my two eldest girls were into my purse today. I go into the laundry room to check on the laundry, and I notice my purse is tipped over. GUM...I run up the stairs and yell GIRLS...hand over my gum package (which is COMPLETELY empty at this point) Claire is hiding under her covers, and the cardboard sleeve is on the ground under their night stand. I say to Carly where is the foil...and that part is in Carly's bed EMPTY of course. Where is the gum that was there? Did they swallow it? Is it stuck in the bed sheets? I don't know. And I am truthfully scared to look for it.
Oh the Toilette Water...and I don't mean the sweet smelling stuff!
Yes, my little Caroline has a thing for all things messy and dirty. She loves the toilet water, sometimes there are "treats" let me just say that are left behind, or if we are lucky a clean bowl. I heard some splishin' and a splashin' and I thought to myself...Caroline is playing in the toilet again! And so I go a running in there...and yes...toilet water. In her hair, up her arms and dress. So gross. Thankfully the bowl was clean. So off to the sink we went, a washing we went.
She also likes poopy diapers, food off of the floor, and food and crumbs that were just swept into a pile! She goes straight for them. She has even eaten poop (well that is what I think) remember the story about when Cliff came home and found me crying and cleaning up a poop trail all the way down the bedroom, down the hall and in Caroline's hands and mouth. That had to be the WORST thing I have ever witnessed. Your little baby girl with poop all over her, and in her mouth (and when I look back I was pregnant, thus the tears and crying as I RARELY cry!)
We ask the the kids please close the doors to the bathroom, and keep the lid down. But still "somebody" still forgets to do this simple task or tasks for us.
She also likes poopy diapers, food off of the floor, and food and crumbs that were just swept into a pile! She goes straight for them. She has even eaten poop (well that is what I think) remember the story about when Cliff came home and found me crying and cleaning up a poop trail all the way down the bedroom, down the hall and in Caroline's hands and mouth. That had to be the WORST thing I have ever witnessed. Your little baby girl with poop all over her, and in her mouth (and when I look back I was pregnant, thus the tears and crying as I RARELY cry!)
We ask the the kids please close the doors to the bathroom, and keep the lid down. But still "somebody" still forgets to do this simple task or tasks for us.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
baby powder and black bedding do not mix
Well, so much for my "quiet time" today. Today, it was my baby powder from out of our bathroom (thankfully travel size) and black floral quilts...and stuffed animals, walls, bed frames, floors and robes covered in baby powder. It took about 1 hour to clean up the mess. Who made this big mess???
Can you guess?
Can you guess?
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Tuesday Tuesday
Today was a much better day. I had a lovely day with Jasmyne, and her two wonderful little boys Tyler and Logan. Jasmyne brought me lovely pink carnations, Tim Bits, and delicious fruits for lunch. I gave them a tour of our place, we chatted, chased the kids, and then we walked with our Chariot's up to the school to pick up Claire and Carly from Kindergarten. Carly was invited by the teacher to go to school today.
When we got home, I made eight PB&J sandwiches, and Jasmyne prepared the fruits! And, most of the kids ate them. The fruits were WONDERFUL! A bit of clean up, and then a bit more play and they were on there way back home, and my two littlest went down for a long nap. I had some quiet time, and Claire and Carly got into the hand lotion, and soaked a book, their socks and some of the bed during the quiet time. It was quiet all right, so quiet, and yet so destructive. My double trouble those two. I think all of my grey hairs come from those two kids. Yup...I think these items will have to go onto a HIGHER shelf. They used the bathroom stool to access the items they are not allowed to touch.
I then walked back to school to get Cameron. And then Cliff came home a bit early. With a beautiful sunflower in a pot for me, and the latest issue PEOPLE magazine. And a big hug. The hug was the best.
We had a nice dinner tonight. We had grilled chicken in quescaadillia's as we like to call them. Quesedilla's for all of you out there. They had cheese, re fried beans, tomato, jalapenos. And salsa, sour cream and avocado on the side. Cliff did them on the BBQ and he made the perfect grill marks. They were delicious. I also made iced tea. That hit the spot.
After dinner we watched the news about the flooding concerns. I am thankful to be away from the flood plains. I hope all of my friends that are in a danger area can get out safely, and little damage is done to property and belongings.
Kids are in bed now, and I am glad that the day went a bit nicer. I think it was the company this morning. It was so nice to chat with Jasmyne. Nice to talk to another adult!!
I am still not sure what to do about Catie's mullet. Hope gave me a link to a cute pixie cut. That might be the way to do it. Hmmm. Maybe a consult with my hair stylist is in order. I know if I did a pixie cut I would really have to dress her in dresses and pink lol! Or else she may get mistaken for a little boy. I don't know...the sides are shorn to her head.
Other than that, I enjoyed listening to the new 95Crave station that was formerly Z953. It is going to be good. It is targeted to 25-45 year old women! I guess I fit their target market. I look forward to the next few weeks to see what happens.
How am I feeling? Well, I am feeling a bit better these days. I am 14 weeks and 3 days pregnant. I have belly and I am feeling less sick which is promising. I am ALWAYS tired though. I still get up to pee once a night, and I get back into bed and my husband is snoring. I have to hit him and tell him to turn over. This guy snores on his stomach and it so annoying. I got a call from the vascular surgeon of all people today. They wanted me to come in and do paper work. I told her I was pregnant again and need to be put back on the list. She congratulated me, and asked me to call them when I have had the baby, and I am done breastfeeding. So, basically I will be calling next December or January. Fingers crossed the wait will not be that long. My legs look so bad.
That is my day in a nutshell. I am sure I am forgetting something, but oh well.
Time to prepare for tomorrow.
When we got home, I made eight PB&J sandwiches, and Jasmyne prepared the fruits! And, most of the kids ate them. The fruits were WONDERFUL! A bit of clean up, and then a bit more play and they were on there way back home, and my two littlest went down for a long nap. I had some quiet time, and Claire and Carly got into the hand lotion, and soaked a book, their socks and some of the bed during the quiet time. It was quiet all right, so quiet, and yet so destructive. My double trouble those two. I think all of my grey hairs come from those two kids. Yup...I think these items will have to go onto a HIGHER shelf. They used the bathroom stool to access the items they are not allowed to touch.
I then walked back to school to get Cameron. And then Cliff came home a bit early. With a beautiful sunflower in a pot for me, and the latest issue PEOPLE magazine. And a big hug. The hug was the best.
We had a nice dinner tonight. We had grilled chicken in quescaadillia's as we like to call them. Quesedilla's for all of you out there. They had cheese, re fried beans, tomato, jalapenos. And salsa, sour cream and avocado on the side. Cliff did them on the BBQ and he made the perfect grill marks. They were delicious. I also made iced tea. That hit the spot.
After dinner we watched the news about the flooding concerns. I am thankful to be away from the flood plains. I hope all of my friends that are in a danger area can get out safely, and little damage is done to property and belongings.
Kids are in bed now, and I am glad that the day went a bit nicer. I think it was the company this morning. It was so nice to chat with Jasmyne. Nice to talk to another adult!!
I am still not sure what to do about Catie's mullet. Hope gave me a link to a cute pixie cut. That might be the way to do it. Hmmm. Maybe a consult with my hair stylist is in order. I know if I did a pixie cut I would really have to dress her in dresses and pink lol! Or else she may get mistaken for a little boy. I don't know...the sides are shorn to her head.
Other than that, I enjoyed listening to the new 95Crave station that was formerly Z953. It is going to be good. It is targeted to 25-45 year old women! I guess I fit their target market. I look forward to the next few weeks to see what happens.
How am I feeling? Well, I am feeling a bit better these days. I am 14 weeks and 3 days pregnant. I have belly and I am feeling less sick which is promising. I am ALWAYS tired though. I still get up to pee once a night, and I get back into bed and my husband is snoring. I have to hit him and tell him to turn over. This guy snores on his stomach and it so annoying. I got a call from the vascular surgeon of all people today. They wanted me to come in and do paper work. I told her I was pregnant again and need to be put back on the list. She congratulated me, and asked me to call them when I have had the baby, and I am done breastfeeding. So, basically I will be calling next December or January. Fingers crossed the wait will not be that long. My legs look so bad.
That is my day in a nutshell. I am sure I am forgetting something, but oh well.
Time to prepare for tomorrow.
Monday, June 04, 2007
just when life was getting boring
Today, has not been such a hot day. Even in the weather department.
This afternoon after a lovely lunch, Carly comes into the house and her finger is dripping with blood. She had stuck her finger in a "forgotten cooler" at the back of the house and cut her finger in a pop can. So, I bandage her up, tell her to get out of her NEW outfit as there is blood on it. So she comes downstairs, NEW shorts on, and bleeding finger. Somehow the band aid "just fell off" I don't buy it. So, back to the kitchen again for a new band aid. I send her upstairs to get dressed. I call her, no answer and her partner in trouble Claire was up there now too. I give the call for 15 minutes until we go get brother from school. They come rushing down which is just unusual. Carly is wearing a special bracelet from her "baby bin." I grab both of them, as I know they have gotten into an important bin. I go in, blood smeared on a white rabbit I gave them from when I was a kid, on the carpet, on the bedding, on 2 more animals. Church bulletins ripped up like band aids, tags with blood on them. I just wanted to cry. I said we have to leave, so grabbed everything I could. Woke the two little gals from their naps and off we went. I slammed my door and I broke a part of it. (way to go stupid!) I was so mad. So, into the car we go. Carly is crying, Claire is crying and I want to cry. We get the boy. We get home, I get Carly to help me with the bedding, and laundry. After all, I felt this was her responsibility. I FINALLY changed Catie and Caroline's bum. Poor Caroline was soaked through her diaper, and Catie smelled like beer (and her mullet...) and when I was changing Catie, Caroline pulled over a shelf! Thank goodness it did not hurt her. So, I picked that up. Threw out the diapers and then...
I call Cliff, all mad. I was ready to lose it. So I took a breather. I have to have some consequences. So, I think camping is out with Auntie Amy, Uncle Tyler and K. And, I said no birthday parties. When I was on the phone, I look outside, and I notice 3 smashed bottles of beer (I don't drink beer by the way) on the trampoline, and on the grass. Gee. Can you say CATIE. I just turn my back for a second and all heck breaks loose.
The part that gets me the most, is that I have worked so hard to keep baby books, records, memories all together and EQUAL for ALLLLLL of the kids. And now, I am mad because it is all upstairs in heap and now I have to try to put it all back together again. I don't want to do that, as I have worked so much at their stuff, and kept it up all of these years. I feel like all of that work was in vain. I guess when Carly asks why she has less stuff when she is grown up, I will tell her why (and have her read this blog entry-maybe I will make a note of this in her book)
So, now I am doing extra laundry on top of regular laundry, I have to throw some stuff up, pick up broken glass. And of course blog about this just to get it out. I better get back to the kids. Who KNOWS what next. All I know is that I need a break.
I am just thankful that nothing worse happened to the kids. Like more cuts...so much glass in so little time!
This afternoon after a lovely lunch, Carly comes into the house and her finger is dripping with blood. She had stuck her finger in a "forgotten cooler" at the back of the house and cut her finger in a pop can. So, I bandage her up, tell her to get out of her NEW outfit as there is blood on it. So she comes downstairs, NEW shorts on, and bleeding finger. Somehow the band aid "just fell off" I don't buy it. So, back to the kitchen again for a new band aid. I send her upstairs to get dressed. I call her, no answer and her partner in trouble Claire was up there now too. I give the call for 15 minutes until we go get brother from school. They come rushing down which is just unusual. Carly is wearing a special bracelet from her "baby bin." I grab both of them, as I know they have gotten into an important bin. I go in, blood smeared on a white rabbit I gave them from when I was a kid, on the carpet, on the bedding, on 2 more animals. Church bulletins ripped up like band aids, tags with blood on them. I just wanted to cry. I said we have to leave, so grabbed everything I could. Woke the two little gals from their naps and off we went. I slammed my door and I broke a part of it. (way to go stupid!) I was so mad. So, into the car we go. Carly is crying, Claire is crying and I want to cry. We get the boy. We get home, I get Carly to help me with the bedding, and laundry. After all, I felt this was her responsibility. I FINALLY changed Catie and Caroline's bum. Poor Caroline was soaked through her diaper, and Catie smelled like beer (and her mullet...) and when I was changing Catie, Caroline pulled over a shelf! Thank goodness it did not hurt her. So, I picked that up. Threw out the diapers and then...
I call Cliff, all mad. I was ready to lose it. So I took a breather. I have to have some consequences. So, I think camping is out with Auntie Amy, Uncle Tyler and K. And, I said no birthday parties. When I was on the phone, I look outside, and I notice 3 smashed bottles of beer (I don't drink beer by the way) on the trampoline, and on the grass. Gee. Can you say CATIE. I just turn my back for a second and all heck breaks loose.
The part that gets me the most, is that I have worked so hard to keep baby books, records, memories all together and EQUAL for ALLLLLL of the kids. And now, I am mad because it is all upstairs in heap and now I have to try to put it all back together again. I don't want to do that, as I have worked so much at their stuff, and kept it up all of these years. I feel like all of that work was in vain. I guess when Carly asks why she has less stuff when she is grown up, I will tell her why (and have her read this blog entry-maybe I will make a note of this in her book)
So, now I am doing extra laundry on top of regular laundry, I have to throw some stuff up, pick up broken glass. And of course blog about this just to get it out. I better get back to the kids. Who KNOWS what next. All I know is that I need a break.
I am just thankful that nothing worse happened to the kids. Like more cuts...so much glass in so little time!
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Catie has a Mullet (all business in the front, and all party in the back)
This is the closet (well it is her closet) where I found the evidence. I went to hang some clothes up in Caroline's side of the closet and I found big pieces of beautiful hair on the floor. I wanted to take a photo of all of the hair but Cliff cleaned it up before I could take a good picture. 
Catie, did you cut your hair? Who, ME??? Are you talking to me Daddy?
And here is the mullet that I spoke of in the title. Yes, Catie has her first mullet. Oh dear, we have family photos in a few weeks. Perhaps they can use her "good side" as she has a partial mullet. What do you call a half mullet? I would say trouble, with a capital T!! Oh my Catie girl...
You ask, where did she get the scissors? From my bathroom drawer (top drawer to be exact) I will have to find a different spot now. I am sure my monkey will find them again...maybe she will give herself a complete mullet...I sure hope not...
****updated to add, that she has given herself a FULL on MULLET...I looked a little closer this morning...and it is a sad sight****
Little Girls' Room - Take II
I picked this chandelier up from Canadian Tire for $70.00 and I just love it. I think Abby might be getting one for her new room too!
Upstairs as promised...
Here is from the top of the staircase looking down to the foyer...
A piece of art that was bought for us (from the owners we bought off) by our realtor! I just love it there in the niche! It brings a smile to my face each and every time I see it! Thanks Jodi!
Sorry for the bad photo, but this is the little girls' room. I will have to take a better photo soon.
Some updates to downstairs
Here are the new brown slipcovers I purchased, and some floral pillows to go with. White in this room during the summer just do not work. Too many dirty bare feet on the white makes a mom go crazy (that would be me!)
My painting was hung up behind the sofa. Feels a bit more like home to me. Lots more work to go in here, but not until the kids are grown. For now, this is the "play room."
Over the toy cabinet, and some nice flowers given to us by my cousin's yesterday. Thanks Robert, Laura, M and O!
Sisters, Sisters (and babies)
Sisters: Amy, me and April and of course Caroline and Abigail (my beautiful niece!)
Sure, what is one more...
June 2nd
Caroline was officially 13 months yesterday, and so we threw her a big birthday bash (right Nancy!!) and she had a blast as we all knew she would! (no therapy right Nancy!) Nancy is the girlfriend to our good friend Gill (Gill was our Crash Test Mommy in 2004) and his girlfriend said we better throw her a big party like the other 4 kids had or else she would need therapy. So, yesterday we had I would say about 30-40 people here for a bbq, treats, appies, and cupcakes. And of course my pink punch!
A good time was had by all, especially the birthday girl herself! Miss Caroline. She is still not walking but prefers to walk along on her knees. My Mom calls her Kneesy-Rider...right Mom!
Thanks to all who came out to celebrate with us! We had a great time, and we hope you all did too.
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