Sara is Smiling

LMFAO -- the new Wiggles??

My kids love LMFAO.
If you don't know who they are (I'm lookin at you, Mum) here's a youtube vid:

Max tells me the other day that he really wants to get his license. I ask him why and he says, "So I can drive me and my friends to an LMFAO concert!" The last concert Max went to was Thomas the Tank Engine. Sometimes he's 7, sometimes 17.

Elly is at work with me today and won't stop nattering in my ear. I keep shushing her. She leans over and starts to whisper in my ear. I think she's going to say "Sorry Mommy" but she doesn't. She whispers, "Sorry for party rockin".

What are you training for??

THIS

 

Hiiiiiyaaa!!
Loves me some taekwondo <3
I've since belted up to green stripe :-)
Kids have since belted up to blue stripe.


Except Elly. She'll be white belt for awhile yet.

Dumpity Dump Dump

Ok..so suddenly I suck at blogging. So many reasons why my blogging has become sporatic at best, non-existent at worst. I won't bore you with why.
I'm still here, though, and my kids are still being silly and sweet and bad. Here's another slew of recent phone pics and little anecdotes.

We'll start with Max.
Emptying his backpack the other day I found this:

"One of my favourite people in the whole world is my dad, because he never let's me stay sad."
Meaning - When Mom gets mad at me and I run off crying, Dad always comes and makes it all better. Mom=Bad Guy, Dad=Hero.

Then I turned the page and found this:

"I love my Mom because she made me."
Meaning - I love my Mom because I am biologically designed to and culturally expected to. Nice.

One more:

Asked to write several proper sentences, Max finishes with, "I have the best teacher ever." lol
No wonder people like Max!
I was in the convenience store with Charlie after my taekwondo class last night, and there was a woman with a little girl walking in at the same time. The little girl gets all excited and says to her Mom, "gasp! There's Charlie!! That means MAX is here!!!"
I have to say, he is quite likable. I was set up in the tv room ironing all of Quincey's shirts (finally). Charlie comes up to me all surprised, "You iron?? I've never seen you iron...like..NEVER."
But Max comes up and says to me, "Mom, you need a day off. Why don't you take a day off with Dad and get Rachael to watch us." Someday it's going to drive his wife nuts that his crazy momma is so attached to him :-)

Time for another pic from my phone and a solid transition to Eloise:
I found them snuggled up together watching tv. When I see my kids loving on each other it is completely irresistible to me.


Elly's preschool teacher expressed concern recently that Elly and Aidan only play with each other and are always holding hands or hugging. She wondered if we wanted her to keep them more separate in class. Nope! we told her. They're just soul-mate cousins and we're fine with it :-)

At breakfast Elly asked me to get my phone and take a picture of her with her momma bunny and baby bunny. I, of course, obliged.

All the crazy gadgets the kids have, but the good old fashion stuffed animals remain Elly's toy of choice.

This is what a sleepover hangover looks like:

Being eight, Charlie's favourite thing in the world is a sleepover. She's recently discovered the thrill of staying up all night. Not so much fun the next day, though. Especially when Mom's dragging you out for your brother's hockey practice. The rest of this day was better off forgetting altogether :/

Amy and I took Charlie and Kenzie on a girl's day date. We got pedicures then went out for a sit down lunch.


I'm trying to do more of these kinds of things with the kids. I took Max and Charlie skating the weekend before, and this weekend we're going to go bowling.



It helps that I have someone to leave Quinn with. I love doing things with the kids, but it's tough with a toddler spoiling things. I used to think I was a baby person, but I'm certain now that I like kids. I just absolutely love hanging out with my big kids.

Max came home from school recently and told me that Dad got me pregnant by peeing on me! We were concerned that they're getting bizarre information from kids at school so decided to have a chat with them. Quincey asked, "Do you know what sex is?"
They both started to giggle. Charlie says, "Of course! Aaaaaalllllll kids know what sex is!"
Quincey asked, "Do you know what drugs are?"
Charlie answered yes again. Quincey asked, "How do you know about drugs?"
Charlie replies, "BECAUSE, Dad, I watch Dr. Phil!"
The conversation continues on about other dangers and vices. Quincey asks, "What happens when you eat too much?"
Max answers, "You get baaaad gas."

Ok, lastly for today (and only because I'm at work and need to finish a project) a picture of Quinn and Quincey at a 7am hockey practice. It is so much easier to control her when Quincey is around! Hopefully this constant travelling will subside soon!

Gimp

We were at a park taking pictures recently.
We get to the little bridge and Eloise walks the entire way like this:

She was sure it was going to fall. Weirdo!

Don't mess with that girl Quinn..she's got a crazy big brother.

Quinn was pestering Eloise during a playdate today. Elly and her friend started a "game" of sneaking up behind her and pushing her over.
Max was the one who discovered this game and it sent him into a fury of rage.
Enter Mom to sort things out.
Quinn is consoled, Eloise is sent to time out, and Max - still amped up - says: I just love her, Mom!! I would DIE for Quinny!!

Cousins that play together, bathe together..or something like that

About a month ago (still doing some photo downloading catch up :-), Aidan was over to play with Eloise. As has been discussed in great detail before, Aidan and Eloise together are - shall we say...mischievous.
It got quiet and then I heard water running. I know this game.
I go upstairs and as I'm nearing the bathroom I hear this conversation:
Aidan: Hurry up, Peach!
Eloise (whispering): shhhhh! Bowser will hear us, Yoshi!
I walk in and they scream: BOWSER!!!!

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
Me: Wash the baby while you're at it.

Elly's turn

Eloise has started preschool!
She's very outgoing so that wasn't a concern, but she's a homebody and likes being near me so she had some reservations about going. She was also concerned that all the kids were going to be too shy to play with her which often happens at doctor's offices, the playground and any other place kids convene.
They had little nametags for the kids. Elly walked around to all the little girls pulling her nametag out from her chest saying, "Hi! My name is Eloise! Want to play with me?"
Definitely a success.


In other news:
As Max and Charlie were walking to Tae Kwon Do after school today, Max had an asthma attack. Unfortunately, his puffer which is always in his backpack had been taken out for use during the summer. I forgot to put it back in. Charlie barely got him there. He didn't want to move and just stood on the sidewalk hunched over trying to catch a breath with tears rolling down his cheeks. She literally had to drag him along. The babysitter was waiting for them there with their uniforms as she always is. She rushed home to get the puffer, but couldn't find it so called me at work right away. The bad news was that the puffer was in my car and not at home, the good news was that I had already left work (missing rush hour traffic) and could be there asap.
When I arrived, the tae kwon do teacher gave me a stern talking to. All eyes were on me when I walked through the door. Students, parents and teachers. Their stares boaring holes in me. I felt TERRIBLE and assured him that Max DOES carry his puffer with him at all times...except today. When he needed it. :-(
It's all good. The puffer fixes him right up. No issues..as long as he has it!
He's still wheezy tonight so I'll be keeping a close eye on him.
Why do these things always happen when Quincey is away??

Do Not Enter

Eloise has learned a new skill, and I have offically lost any shred of privacy I may have had.

Yesterday morning I was in the shower in the master bath. With Quincey. Our shower is a stand up all glass shower. Suddenly I notice the door is opening and little Elly is standing there with a huge smile and a wire hanger she used to pick the lock.

!!!!!!!!!!

There are no words. She can also pick the lock to my bedroom door and does so whenever she wants in. This is a problem, people. This is a major problem.

Me?? Bad?? Never!

Unsolved Mystery

Here are the facts:
Tuesday Night: Q is out at a business dinner. He gives me his credit card. I order pizza.

Wednesday morning I've planned to go shopping for school stuff. Quincey wanted me to use his card. I can't find it. I look and look. I assume Quincey has put it back in his wallet. Later that night he confirms that he did not take it.

So here's the problem..I know it's in the house because I used it for pizza. I've turned the house upside down looking for it.
I didn't find the card, but I DID find the car keys that have been missing for a week:

I suspect I'll never know the location of the credit card.
And who's to blame?
Who else.

Hands Free

Elly was loving on her Gink (security blanket), but decided she needed full use of both her hands to play.
Her solution was to ask me to tie it on her head.
As you can see, I obliged.

She walked around like that all evening.

Her and I were out together yesterday when she spotted a Hello Kitty helium balloon that she just had to have. I bought her the bee-loon as she calls them, and she walked around the store proud as a peacock.
Back home, she's walking up the front walk when a big gust of wind comes and whisks her bee-loon away.
As it floats up into the sky she's silent for a second as she prepares a scream from the depths of her diaphram. Her whole body trembles as it rises to the surface. She releases a wail the likes of which our neighbourhood has never experienced. Several people witnessed it, and I could see all of their hearts breaking. There were no make-your-kid-shut-up looks that I'm used to.
She stood there in her little purple sundress still holding her arm up with the ribbon from the balloon crying as it rose higher and higher. It was a lose everyone could relate too, I guess.
This morning she was still talking about it. She said she missed her Hello Kitty bee-loon and wondered if she would come back.
No, it's not coming back. But there just might be another Hello Kitty bee-loon in your future ;-)