Sunday, June 28, 2009
Potty Woes
Will I ever, ever, ever be able to use the washroom again without someone crying for me downstairs or following me? And heaven forbid if I lock the door!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Last Night
Last night we said goodbye to our pastor who is moving to plant a church in Florida. There was an open house in the evening which we foolishly decided to attend with the two hooligans. What followed is pretty much comedy material!
First of all our nice big stroller had a flat tire. James pumped it up but it didn't last at all. Kinda stupid to bring the big stroller because it was wall to wall people. My reasoning was that John was sure to fall asleep and he could lay down in the stroller. Yeah, right. And it was HOT in the building. Sarah had a fabulous time jumping around on the small stage with two other kids and her Ernie doll while I sat with John out of the way. James visited around, and we all sweated.
Then it was time for the presentation/formal part of the evening so we all moved into the sanctuary where it was blessedly cool. Sarah kinda crawled around and about two seconds before the program started a decidely pungent odour drifted my way. Of course I automatically blame John and sniff his butt. Nope. I then eye up Sarah fervently hoping she just "tooted" but no such luck. I hustle her off to the nursery and try to change her but she announces she's not finished. Great. I really want to watch this program. So I force the issue and tell her she can finish in the new diaper. Good. Compromise reached. I stand in the back of the sanctuary with Sarah several feet away and all is quiet. For about 10 seconds. John starts to whine. Mary, my sister in law gets up and we get the stroller to the back and rock him back and forth. However, John is tired of sitting in the stroller and announces his plight to the world. Loudly. So I take him into the lobby and let him scootch on the floor while I hover near the doors hoping to at least hear what's happening. But John cannot scootch quietly. Nope. He has to talk and scream while he's moving so the ushers close the doors. The stroller and I are now separated. I can't go in to get it because John will scream. John spots an open door leading to outside and scootches over as fast as he can. He doesn't like it when I stop him so I give him a cracker. This he likes. I hover by the doors again and can kind of hear something. I sigh as I spot Sarah marching to the doors. She wants a cracker. I tell her to go ahead but she needs me to come also. But I don't wanna. But I have to. So I pick up John again (he's about 28 pounds by the way!) and we go get a cracker. Back to the doors. I stare resentfully at the back of James' head, sending evil thoughts his way. How come he's in there and I'm out here with two kids? I thought we were in this parenting thing together! Sigh. We will "talk" later. By now it's about 2.5 hours past bedtime for John and about 2 hours for Sarah. John is pooped. Sarah is still going strong, Mama's eyes are starting to glaze over and James is sitting in the sanctuary WHERE I WANT TO BE!!!!
It's finally over and eventually we head to the car. John has peed through his diaper but I don't care. I just want to get home. The mosquitos are out in full force and decide to eat me for their bedtime snack. We quickly roll up the windows and head to the exit to go home when from the backseat comes "I FORGOT ERNIE!!!!" followed by tears. Now my eyes are really rolling. James wants to know what we should do. I give him the look of death and inform him that we have to go and find Ernie. James goes while I get in the driver's seat. I'm noticing some mosquitos in the car and look around to see that Sarah has opened her window all the way. I reach behind and roll it up as quick as I can while, in total exasperation and on the verge of completely losing my sanity, tell Sarah to keep the window closed. John is blessedly quiet. We watch James scurry back and forth in the church building looking for Ernie. It occurs to me that Ernie is probably in the women's washroom as he went with Sarah and Auntie. James gives up and comes to the car. We inform Sarah that Ernie is going to have a sleepover at the church. Thankfully she eventually accepts this on the way home. John is stripped and changed. Sarah wants stories. Nope, brush teeth, go to bed, all the other kids are going to bed too, and so are
Auntie and Uncle Ner. And Mama, hopefully.
At 10:05 the house is quiet and I crash. I don't think I moved until Sarah woke up!
Kinda funny now that I look back.
First of all our nice big stroller had a flat tire. James pumped it up but it didn't last at all. Kinda stupid to bring the big stroller because it was wall to wall people. My reasoning was that John was sure to fall asleep and he could lay down in the stroller. Yeah, right. And it was HOT in the building. Sarah had a fabulous time jumping around on the small stage with two other kids and her Ernie doll while I sat with John out of the way. James visited around, and we all sweated.
Then it was time for the presentation/formal part of the evening so we all moved into the sanctuary where it was blessedly cool. Sarah kinda crawled around and about two seconds before the program started a decidely pungent odour drifted my way. Of course I automatically blame John and sniff his butt. Nope. I then eye up Sarah fervently hoping she just "tooted" but no such luck. I hustle her off to the nursery and try to change her but she announces she's not finished. Great. I really want to watch this program. So I force the issue and tell her she can finish in the new diaper. Good. Compromise reached. I stand in the back of the sanctuary with Sarah several feet away and all is quiet. For about 10 seconds. John starts to whine. Mary, my sister in law gets up and we get the stroller to the back and rock him back and forth. However, John is tired of sitting in the stroller and announces his plight to the world. Loudly. So I take him into the lobby and let him scootch on the floor while I hover near the doors hoping to at least hear what's happening. But John cannot scootch quietly. Nope. He has to talk and scream while he's moving so the ushers close the doors. The stroller and I are now separated. I can't go in to get it because John will scream. John spots an open door leading to outside and scootches over as fast as he can. He doesn't like it when I stop him so I give him a cracker. This he likes. I hover by the doors again and can kind of hear something. I sigh as I spot Sarah marching to the doors. She wants a cracker. I tell her to go ahead but she needs me to come also. But I don't wanna. But I have to. So I pick up John again (he's about 28 pounds by the way!) and we go get a cracker. Back to the doors. I stare resentfully at the back of James' head, sending evil thoughts his way. How come he's in there and I'm out here with two kids? I thought we were in this parenting thing together! Sigh. We will "talk" later. By now it's about 2.5 hours past bedtime for John and about 2 hours for Sarah. John is pooped. Sarah is still going strong, Mama's eyes are starting to glaze over and James is sitting in the sanctuary WHERE I WANT TO BE!!!!
It's finally over and eventually we head to the car. John has peed through his diaper but I don't care. I just want to get home. The mosquitos are out in full force and decide to eat me for their bedtime snack. We quickly roll up the windows and head to the exit to go home when from the backseat comes "I FORGOT ERNIE!!!!" followed by tears. Now my eyes are really rolling. James wants to know what we should do. I give him the look of death and inform him that we have to go and find Ernie. James goes while I get in the driver's seat. I'm noticing some mosquitos in the car and look around to see that Sarah has opened her window all the way. I reach behind and roll it up as quick as I can while, in total exasperation and on the verge of completely losing my sanity, tell Sarah to keep the window closed. John is blessedly quiet. We watch James scurry back and forth in the church building looking for Ernie. It occurs to me that Ernie is probably in the women's washroom as he went with Sarah and Auntie. James gives up and comes to the car. We inform Sarah that Ernie is going to have a sleepover at the church. Thankfully she eventually accepts this on the way home. John is stripped and changed. Sarah wants stories. Nope, brush teeth, go to bed, all the other kids are going to bed too, and so are
Auntie and Uncle Ner. And Mama, hopefully.
At 10:05 the house is quiet and I crash. I don't think I moved until Sarah woke up!
Kinda funny now that I look back.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
The biggest loser.....maybe?
'kay, so I'm blogging twice in one day but I NEED to! I have lost 27 pounds. Yeah me!!!!!! Well, actually it's 26.5 lbs BECAUSE I GAINED!!!! AND THEN I WENT TO DAIRY QUEEN AND GOT A MEDIUM CHOCOLATE EXTREME BLIZZARD!!!! Bad! Bad! Bad! But sooooo yummy.
I started out so well on this diet/lifestyle makeover and now, now I'm messing up. I'm not eating my veggies like I should. I wish I liked raw vegetables better. I wish I loved to exercise. But if that were the case I wouldn't be this fat, would I??
So now I must get back on track. I have at least another 30 pounds to lose. And I HAVE to. I think I'm seriously heading down the road to diabetes. I've been testing my blood sugar first thing in the morning and it's a little on the high side. The testing strips are left over from before John was born though, so I'm hoping they might not be good anymore.
For tonight, I'm gonna enjoy my ice cream all by myself, and read a good book. And turn off this darn computer.
I started out so well on this diet/lifestyle makeover and now, now I'm messing up. I'm not eating my veggies like I should. I wish I liked raw vegetables better. I wish I loved to exercise. But if that were the case I wouldn't be this fat, would I??
So now I must get back on track. I have at least another 30 pounds to lose. And I HAVE to. I think I'm seriously heading down the road to diabetes. I've been testing my blood sugar first thing in the morning and it's a little on the high side. The testing strips are left over from before John was born though, so I'm hoping they might not be good anymore.
For tonight, I'm gonna enjoy my ice cream all by myself, and read a good book. And turn off this darn computer.
The other day the kids and I went to my mom and dad's. Sarah was so excited you'd think she never sees them. She hauled out her suitcase and packed it. She found John's suitcase and packed it. She got herself dressed. She was READY! I broke the news that we weren't staying overnight but she didn't care. I thought I'd check to see what she'd put in the suitcases, just for giggles. For herself she packed: 3 pairs of socks, 1 pair of underwear, 4 diapers, her water shoes, a jacket and a teddy bear. John got: 3 pairs of long pants, a pair of shorts, 1 long sleeved shirt and a pair of socks. We also had to bring her bicycle helmet, Ernie and a blanket. She is too funny, and forget even trying to talk her out of anything. It was easier just to take the stuff even if it stayed in the car!
Today she wanted me to bring up her "weasel" from the basement so she could play with the alphabet letters and draw with chalk. It's so rainy today that I said "okay". Of course now I have to draw bicycles with chalk. Did I mention it's only 7:22 am?
John is still peacefully snoring (lucky stinker!) while Sarah and I have been up for more than an hour. James is also in bed 'cuz of working all night. I'd loooove another hour or so but alas, mothering duty calls. Or blogging duty, in this case!
I think I need more coffee......
Today she wanted me to bring up her "weasel" from the basement so she could play with the alphabet letters and draw with chalk. It's so rainy today that I said "okay". Of course now I have to draw bicycles with chalk. Did I mention it's only 7:22 am?
John is still peacefully snoring (lucky stinker!) while Sarah and I have been up for more than an hour. James is also in bed 'cuz of working all night. I'd loooove another hour or so but alas, mothering duty calls. Or blogging duty, in this case!
I think I need more coffee......
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Yikes!
I can't believe it's June. I don't even know the exact day but I know it's June. I don't know what I'm trying to do here because I've got Sarah literally hanging off me asking for "goldfishies" and John about to hijack the phone (WHICH HE IS NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH!!!). I'm waiting for the spaghetti to cook. Dora is rescuing animals with Boots and Diego and I'm wondering why the samhill Sarah isn't watching. I've just pried John away from the phone and he has already bumscootched back over there. Sigh.
It has been "one of those days". And I've even had a kidfree two hour break today. It feels like it was yesterday.
Now John is screeching in the highchair and Sarah is halfheartedly watching Dora. I really should stop ignoring them and feed them supper.
More later. Maybe.
It has been "one of those days". And I've even had a kidfree two hour break today. It feels like it was yesterday.
Now John is screeching in the highchair and Sarah is halfheartedly watching Dora. I really should stop ignoring them and feed them supper.
More later. Maybe.
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