Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Lost tooth and my fashion forward girl
Sunday, March 18, 2012
My cute kids
I decided last night that I needed to do a post and share some of my kids "cutenesses." (And Mom I put it in parenthesis because I know it isn't a word.)
I thought hard to come up with something but still couldn't. I think it is because there are too many things. I can't narrow it down - or I really don't listen to them. Who knows?
Of course, typing that made me think of Mari's latest. If I say I have to think about something she says, "Like my Jo-Jo, fink, fink, fink." She means Winnie the Pooh. She calls him Jo-Jo, thanks to Grandma, its a long story!
Bronwyn lost her first tooth. She lost it at school, so she got to go to the office and get a little tooth shaped container to put it in and a sticker and oohhh boy did she enjoy that. She came running out of the school at home time with a smile so large on her face, I could see the big gap immediately. On the way home she said, "Mom, I am such a big girl now."
Gavin, well, he has been unusually argumentative and for him that is saying a lot. He tried out a karate class last week. So yesterday he said to me, "Don't argue with me Mom I know karate." Wow! Where to start with that eh?
We have a few days of school and then we have our spring break. We are looking forward to the break.
If I can think of more cute things I'll write them down. Fink, fink, fink.
I thought hard to come up with something but still couldn't. I think it is because there are too many things. I can't narrow it down - or I really don't listen to them. Who knows?
Of course, typing that made me think of Mari's latest. If I say I have to think about something she says, "Like my Jo-Jo, fink, fink, fink." She means Winnie the Pooh. She calls him Jo-Jo, thanks to Grandma, its a long story!
Bronwyn lost her first tooth. She lost it at school, so she got to go to the office and get a little tooth shaped container to put it in and a sticker and oohhh boy did she enjoy that. She came running out of the school at home time with a smile so large on her face, I could see the big gap immediately. On the way home she said, "Mom, I am such a big girl now."
Gavin, well, he has been unusually argumentative and for him that is saying a lot. He tried out a karate class last week. So yesterday he said to me, "Don't argue with me Mom I know karate." Wow! Where to start with that eh?
We have a few days of school and then we have our spring break. We are looking forward to the break.
If I can think of more cute things I'll write them down. Fink, fink, fink.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
My beautiful toes
Last week was silly busy! Just one thing after another. This week won't be so bad, but we did "spring ahead." So I am expecting the kids to be a bit cranky this week. I'm an optimist!
We are having beautiful weather here and it feels like spring, although I'm not naive and I know it can snow many times more this year. But we are just enjoying it and breathing in the potential of spring. Lovely.
The girls did my toes the other day, notice I didn't say toe nails - I said toes! Oh my feet were so pretty.
We tried to float some boats down the gutter the other day, with the neighbor kids. There was a lot of built up ice in the way, so I gave the kids garden tools to chip it out. Yup, 3 - 7 year olds with rakes, spades, pitch forks and snow shovels. It looked like a scene from a third rate horror movie, I mean except it was bright and sunny and the kids were laughing, but you know if you used your imagination... No one lost an eye - which is really something of a miracle.
We are having beautiful weather here and it feels like spring, although I'm not naive and I know it can snow many times more this year. But we are just enjoying it and breathing in the potential of spring. Lovely.
The girls did my toes the other day, notice I didn't say toe nails - I said toes! Oh my feet were so pretty.
We tried to float some boats down the gutter the other day, with the neighbor kids. There was a lot of built up ice in the way, so I gave the kids garden tools to chip it out. Yup, 3 - 7 year olds with rakes, spades, pitch forks and snow shovels. It looked like a scene from a third rate horror movie, I mean except it was bright and sunny and the kids were laughing, but you know if you used your imagination... No one lost an eye - which is really something of a miracle.
I'm off to bed to try and sleep off the time change.
Tuesday, March 06, 2012
My nephew is an adult today
My heart is a bit sad and a bit shocked at how much time has passed.
Today is my eldest nephew, Jared's 18th birthday!
I still remember the first time I held him in my arms. He was just over a week old and Jon and I drove to Edmonton to get a glimpse. We had gone out and dropped a stupid amount of money on totally useless clothing (the stuff that is way cute but never gets worn) and off we went.
I couldn't believe how beautiful he was. He has an absolutely perfect head (maybe because he was a c-section baby). I was absolutely smitten! For years I carried pictures Jared, Josh and Kennedy in my wallet and would show them off shamelessly. Ask me if I have pictures of my kids, ahem! My standards have slid a bit. (I was going to scan in a picture of him as a baby, but with all our renos I have no idea what box the old photos are in.)
I happened to be at Tom and Pam's when they left for the hospital to have Joshua. Jared was 2, he had beautiful curly hair and he was BRILLIANT. I remember laying in bed waiting for him to wake up, worried that he would be upset that his Mom wasn't home. I was sure he'd cry and be hard to console. Finally I heard him stirring. I started talking to him before I entered the room, so he'd hear my voice and know it wasn't his Mom. I said, "Jared, your Mommy has gone to get a baby, so its just you and me buddy." By then I was in the room looking down in his crib. He gave me a great big smile and said, "Yeah."
I also remember him saying to me that day, when we were playing ball. "Go get the ball Auntie." I said, "No, you go get it." He came over put his hand on my knee and said in a VERY sweet voice, "Please." Well, I really had no choice at that point did I.
Well, he is no longer a curly haired little cherub, he is a young man! 18 years old. Wow.
So Jared, just know we love you very much and are very proud of you (and your brother and sister too).
On a related note, some of you have asked how Pam is doing.
The reports are that she has made it through her first month or so of the treatment and the doctors were extremely pleased with her success. She has proven to be strong and resilient. She has now entered into the next part of the treatment, which she can administer at home. I now ask for your prayers that this will go well, have the desired results and that the side affects will not be too severe.
Today is my eldest nephew, Jared's 18th birthday!
I still remember the first time I held him in my arms. He was just over a week old and Jon and I drove to Edmonton to get a glimpse. We had gone out and dropped a stupid amount of money on totally useless clothing (the stuff that is way cute but never gets worn) and off we went. I couldn't believe how beautiful he was. He has an absolutely perfect head (maybe because he was a c-section baby). I was absolutely smitten! For years I carried pictures Jared, Josh and Kennedy in my wallet and would show them off shamelessly. Ask me if I have pictures of my kids, ahem! My standards have slid a bit. (I was going to scan in a picture of him as a baby, but with all our renos I have no idea what box the old photos are in.)
I happened to be at Tom and Pam's when they left for the hospital to have Joshua. Jared was 2, he had beautiful curly hair and he was BRILLIANT. I remember laying in bed waiting for him to wake up, worried that he would be upset that his Mom wasn't home. I was sure he'd cry and be hard to console. Finally I heard him stirring. I started talking to him before I entered the room, so he'd hear my voice and know it wasn't his Mom. I said, "Jared, your Mommy has gone to get a baby, so its just you and me buddy." By then I was in the room looking down in his crib. He gave me a great big smile and said, "Yeah."
I also remember him saying to me that day, when we were playing ball. "Go get the ball Auntie." I said, "No, you go get it." He came over put his hand on my knee and said in a VERY sweet voice, "Please." Well, I really had no choice at that point did I.
Well, he is no longer a curly haired little cherub, he is a young man! 18 years old. Wow.
So Jared, just know we love you very much and are very proud of you (and your brother and sister too).
On a related note, some of you have asked how Pam is doing.
The reports are that she has made it through her first month or so of the treatment and the doctors were extremely pleased with her success. She has proven to be strong and resilient. She has now entered into the next part of the treatment, which she can administer at home. I now ask for your prayers that this will go well, have the desired results and that the side affects will not be too severe.
Sunday, March 04, 2012
Name that tune
On my way home from Langdon tonight. Driving through the darkness, listening to my ipod with three sleeping kids in the van (so in other words I got to pick the music), I reflected on the lovely day and the busy week ahead.
A great song (a super oldie) came on and it starts with one of my all time favourite lines from music (or anywhere else for that matter); "With only fear and good judgement holding us back, we sailed out on the northern sea." Isn't that awesome. Can anyone name the song and the group? I'll give you a virtual high five and you will have the satisfaction of having it known that you are truly a Canadian music aficionado.
Guess?
Last week was a bit of a blur for me. I actually came back from the retreat pretty wiped, and with a bit of a head cold (I blame that on Joan). So it took me quite a while to acclimate myself.
Yesterday we took the kids swimming and had a lot of fun. Today of course the usual mayhem at Grandma and Grandpas.
Good times all round.
So we go into this week - with only fear and good judgement holding us back... HA HA! That should be the Davis motto.
I promise to start taking pictures again soon. I have been a bit negligent lately. My children will wonder what happened to the winter of 2012 - no pictures to prove we lived through it.
A great song (a super oldie) came on and it starts with one of my all time favourite lines from music (or anywhere else for that matter); "With only fear and good judgement holding us back, we sailed out on the northern sea." Isn't that awesome. Can anyone name the song and the group? I'll give you a virtual high five and you will have the satisfaction of having it known that you are truly a Canadian music aficionado.
Guess?
Last week was a bit of a blur for me. I actually came back from the retreat pretty wiped, and with a bit of a head cold (I blame that on Joan). So it took me quite a while to acclimate myself.
Yesterday we took the kids swimming and had a lot of fun. Today of course the usual mayhem at Grandma and Grandpas.
Good times all round.
So we go into this week - with only fear and good judgement holding us back... HA HA! That should be the Davis motto.
I promise to start taking pictures again soon. I have been a bit negligent lately. My children will wonder what happened to the winter of 2012 - no pictures to prove we lived through it.
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