Thursday, December 31, 2015

Goodbye Xmas, Hello NYE (aka Andrew's birthday!)

I can’t believe Christmas is over!  I say that every year around this time, but every year I can’t believe how quickly the holiday comes and goes.

We had a really great Christmas.  I spent a lot of Christmas Eve cleaning and preparing food for Christmas day, and then in the evening we just relaxed, James and I worked on a Christmas puzzle.  We actually completed two puzzles so far over the holidays.

I figured the kids would have had us up at the crack of dawn on Christmas morning, and I was restless in part because I was expecting to be woken but also because I’m a big kid at heart and couldn’t help but feel the excitement of it all myself!  But we were pleasantly surprised to not be woken until almost 645!  Which for little kids on Christmas day is amazing, if I were to compare them to what I was like as a child.  

The kids were so excited to race down the stairs and check that Santa had indeed been to our house!  His cookies were all eaten, just the stem of the carrot for Rudolph was left behind, clearly he’d glugged down the eggnog, and he left a cute little note behind thanking the kids.  We all opened our stockings, and then James and I had some coffee while the kids started opening their presents.

Margaret and Emily got what they asked for from Santa - Cinderella dresses, and shoes (which also happen to light up and are so cool!  It’s possible Santa got them right from the Disney store!!).  And they even got Cinderella tiaras that came with little bouquets of flowers.  Andrew got an Earthworm Jim toy and DVD, the KAOS trap for his Skylanders game, and a Joker Duplo set (all things he'd asked for).  Of course they also got a million other toys, books, games, and so forth.  The girls got a dollhouse and lots of accessories and dolls to use with it (which I have to admit I have had some fun playing with, too!)  Andrew got a cool dart board and some Nerf guns.  And like I said, so much more.  It was a bit overwhelming.  I always forget how much other people are also buying them so once everything has been unwrapped I have no idea where we’re going to put it all!  We really have to scale it back.  But everything they got is great stuff that we can rotate throughout the year, and the plan is that before James goes back to work we are once and for all SERIOUSLY getting rid of a LOT of what they had before Christmas.  I really do want to have quality over quantity and at the moment there’s far too much quantity happening!  

The kids really loved all their gifts, though, and James seemed happy with his (I got him a piano bench, since he was using a really uncomfortable step stool as his piano chair, some new cozy pants, a Scotch decanter, Santa brought him some booze, and he got a Star Wars t-shirt from Andrew and cycling sunglasses from the girls, etc, etc).  I was also very grateful for my gifts.  I always get great stuff in my stocking, and I also got a bottle of Grand Marnier from Andrew (lol!) (which I’ve always wanted but have never actually received before!), a day planner from Margaret and Emily, and a new camera from James that I was so shocked by because I really wasn’t expecting a gift like that.  It takes great pictures and works so much better than my iphone in the lower lights that we have in our house.  The feature I love the most is that with the click of a button I can sync it to my phone so it’s still really easy to send or post pictures when I want to.  I also got pj’s and lots of great bath stuff, a necklace and earrings from my mom.  Etc, etc...I felt so spoiled!

My parents came over at 11 and we exchanged gifts with them and had some mimosas and some nibblies.  Then they went home for a few hours and the kids had naps and actually I had a little nap myself later in the afternoon which helped me keep going for the rest of the day.  My parents came back for dinner and we had such a delicious meal, a lot of which my mom cooked and brought which was awesome.  James was of course in charge of the Tofurky, which never disappoints!  It was a great visit and I loved having such a low-key, happy Christmas day.

On Boxing Day we just took it easy in the morning and then in the afternoon my parents, and bro and sil came over for a post-Christmas get together.  We put out an assortment of nibblies and had some drinks and chatted, it was such a nice visit.  I felt completely fine the entire visit and then about an hour after everyone left, I felt like I was starting to come down with something.  By the morning of the 27th I knew for sure I had a cold, and it just got progressively worse from there.  I should mention that a few days before Christmas, James came down with a cold but was basically better by the day of.  It seemed to only last 3 days tops.  Margaret came down with it on Christmas Eve, so I wasn’t entirely SURPRISED that I got it, just annoyed since it’s the worst time of year for illnesses and I’m tired of getting colds all the time!  It turned into more of what felt like a flu bug with so much achiness involved and just this really ill feeling in my head, plus the head cold.  Unfortunately I just didn’t have time to properly rest up because we were having my bil and sil-2b staying with us yesterday till today.  James’ dad and partner were also coming over, and we’d booked the party room in a nearby building to have a get together with them as his dad’s partner is very allergic to cats and can’t come to our house because of that.  Which meant having our place all geared up for the bil and sil staying with us, but also the party room all set up with decorations and food and entertainment.  It felt like more work than it probably was because I wasn’t feeling well at all yesterday, but it ended up going as smoothly as it could, given the circumstances.  We provided lots of nibblies but then to make it easier on us we decided to order in Greek food for dinner so we weren’t having to worry about that as well.  It turned out being a great choice, everyone loved it.

When it was time for the girls to be going to bed, we packed up and had to clean the room entirely before leaving because otherwise we’d lose our $50 damage deposit, which I didn’t want to lose over having to do a bit of clean up.  It really wasn’t too bad as it’s not like we were partying and spilling stuff all over the place or something!  Between us all pitching in we got it done relatively quickly and brought everything home.  The fil and sort-of-mil went to their hotel and the bil and sil came back to our place.  They tucked the girls in for us, and then Andrew as well after a bit more visit time with him.  Andrew was SO EXCITED that his uncle and aunt were spending the night, he just couldn’t get over it!  We don’t tend to have people stay with us because we don’t actually have a spare room, but they seemed happy with an air mattress on the living room floor, and it actually ended up working just fine for them.  

We played Caption Captions after all the kids had gone to bed, which is a BLAST, it’s so hilarious and we were laughing so hard we were practically crying.  We were in the midst of a round of the game, sitting in the living room around 11:45pm, when I noticed a bit of a rattling sound but thought it was just something outside, no big deal.  Then it sounded as if something had majorly crashed upstairs, like as if Andrew’s entire loft bed had fallen over.  Not just a small crash sound but BAD and then everything started shaking and we knew it was an earthquake.  I’m getting goosebumps just writing about it!  It seriously freaked me out.  I was sitting on the couch and I found myself just holding onto the couch, frozen in place, saying, ‘Oh my god, oh my god!’  LOL  Nice to know if the big one hits I will be completely useless, but to be honest we all seemed to be in the same boat.  There’s just no time to actually react to do anything, and really, what can you do?!  Luckily it was minor in the sense that nothing actually fell or broke.  The Christmas tree was rattling and swaying a bit but no ornaments fell off.  It was just really scary, because it’s that reminder no one ever wants that we are ALWAYS vulnerable and we have no control even though we like to believe that we do.

Luckily there were no aftershocks, or at least not yet.  I’m praying that was the worst of it and it’s over.  It really terrifies me, honestly.  I just can’t stand the thought of it being any worse than that, and I know it was pretty minor.  I was happy to have my sil-2b (who I ADORE btw, she is awesome, I’m so happy my bil is with her!) there for her comradery because we both really felt the same about how spooky the earthquake left us feeling.

The kids all slept right through it, which was good!

This morning we had breakfast and then headed over to the hotel for a last little visit with the fil and sort-of-mil, and then it was time for them all to head to the ferry.  So we came home and the girls went for their nap after a little snack, and I thought maybe I was starting to feel a little less achy and maybe not quite as sick.  But then it’s like it came back with a vengeance and I felt wretched having done next to nothing, so after James slept for a few hours, I went to bed and basically didn’t do anything for most of the day.  I felt so awful, I could barely even roll over in bed.  I ended up getting a horrible headache that I think may be a sinus headache, which I’m still dealing with now but it’s not as bad as it was earlier.  It floored me, and I was starting to panic because we’re having Andrew’s birthday party tomorrow morning and I didn’t have any other time to prepare but tonight!

Luckily James helped me out and after the kids went to bed we got the decorations up and things relatively tidied.  In the morning I just have to vacuum, clean the downstairs bathroom, and keep things as tidy as I can with 3 kids in the house!  Andrew chose a Skylanders theme, and my mom and dad took me to Party City a few days ago (when I felt extremely ill but had no choice but to go get the stuff since I’d left it till the last minute!) where I found all the stuff, including paper masks of Skylander faces which I know the kids will LOVE.  I had the awesome idea (if I do say so myself!) of taking all the decorations off the Christmas tree, and I put the masks up as decorations so it’s a Skylanders themed tree for his bday.  I KNOW Andrew’s going to think that’s super cool.  Because I feel like I’m practically on death’s door with whatever stupid illness I’ve got, we decided to go simple for his birthday party (and the guests know I'm sick and are still OK to come to the party, I made sure to give them the option of backing out!!) and we’ve already ordered the pizza that will be delivered in the morning, and we got his ice cream cake as per his request.  We’ve got easy foods to go along with the pizza that will require no muss nor fuss and I feel confident that everything is going to come together nicely.  We’re just having a few family members for his party so it’s not going to be stressful at all.  It’ll be fun, AND it’ll be the last party I host FOR A LONG WHILE!!!!!!!!!!

I can’t believe my ‘baby boy’ is 7….SEVEN!  How did that happen so fast?!  There’s another thing I find myself saying at this time of year, but seriously.  Time seems to fly by faster each year that goes by.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Two days till Christmas!

December 23rd...I can’t believe it!  We’ve been busy with lots of holiday get togethers, crafting, and doing all things Christmas for the past several weeks.  It’s been great!  I’ve actually felt better emotionally in the past month than I otherwise have in a long time.  I think there are several reason for that, but mainly I’ve just been recognizing all that I have to be grateful for.  

My mom, aunt, and cousin’s significant other did some Xmas baking together a few weeks ago.  Margaret and Emily helped roll out the dough and cut some of the shapes for the sugar cookies.  A few weeks after that we did more cookie baking at my bro and sil’s, where Andrew got right into his element with it.  He had missed out on our other baking because we did it during the school day.  

There were several events at Andrew’s school over the holidays, including a play, pajama day, and a pancake breakfast.  The play was interesting, a different sort of concept but the song Andrew and his class danced to was PRICELESS.  Andrew had practiced for at least a month, religiously at home every day after school.  To the point that both of his sisters were also able to do the dance!  James and I went to the afternoon performance and my parents were able to go to the evening one.  

Unfortunately they don’t seem to be allowed to do anything with the word ‘Christmas’ in it at school, which to be honest I find very disappointing.  I don’t feel you have to be Christian or even religious to celebrate Christmas...My family is living proof!  I am not Christian and don’t follow any religion, but I love Christmas, I just don’t understand why it has to be such a big deal.  It’s called ‘Winter Break’, we can’t even call it Christmas Holidays anymore.  There’s something seriously wrong with the world.  But whatever…

We’re all set for the big day!  All gifts are wrapped, the tree is pretty much already full of presents but there are still lots more to put under on Xmas Eve (we have lots of family visiting over the holidays so everyone’s presents are at our house for opening!)  We’re hosting Christmas dinner, a Boxing Day get together, then another family do with James’ side for an overnight on the 29th, and then Andrew’s birthday is on NYE.  It’s a busy time, that’s for sure!  If I think about it too much, my head will spin.  So I’m not thinking about it too much!  LOL.  It will all go fine, I did a big shop and have pretty much everything we’ll need, and what we don’t have we can get when we need to.  Not saying I won’t have moments of stress when it comes down to making sure the house is totally clean and everything is ‘just so’ to my liking, but for the most part I don’t think I have too much I have to worry about.

We all got new beds last weekend!  We’d had our bed for about 10-12 years, and it was getting to the point of being so noisy I couldn’t stand it.  The kids used it as a trampoline too many times and ended up breaking some of the springs.  Not cool!  They are not allowed to jump on our new bed EVER and that’s a hard rule!  So far no one has disobeyed it (we’ve had the bed for 4 days now so we’ll see how it goes!)  It’s so comfy, much more cushiony than our old bed and yet firm, and much higher than our old one was which is the only thing I’m really having to adjust to (because it’s taller than our nightstands now which feels a bit weird for some reason!)  Andrew has a loft bed from Ikea, which he’s wanted for a long time.  I was worried it wouldn’t fit well in his bedroom but it turns out that it’s perfect in there, and I love that he has his very own fort underneath.  Margaret and Emily love climbing up into his bed, too, but of course they have to be supervised.  One of them inherited Andrew’s old bed and we bought another of the exact same one, and all new mattresses for everyone.  So the girls still have matching beds, and I’ve been reconfiguring their room pretty much every day since we switched out their cribs, trying to get the set up just right.  I love their big girl beds, as now I can actually go in and sit on their beds with them or even lay down with them and I don’t feel squished or like I’m going to break the thing by sitting on it!  It was a bit emotional saying goodbye to the cribs, because it really reinforces how fast time is going by, but on the other hand they’ve had the cribs converted to toddler beds for ages so it just felt like it was time.  

It’s always a work in progress, but I also went through literally everything in both kids’ rooms and purged as much as they would let me.  I’ll have to do more when they’re not looking!!  But Andrew’s room in particular is SO much better organized.  A couple more hours and I’d have it perfect I think!  I got rid of at least 3 big garbage bags of stuff, either for garbage, recycle, or to donate.  He is way too much of a hoarder!  And knowing how much they’re all going to get for Christmas, it’s just ridiculous to hold onto so much stuff that they really never use and/or don’t need.

I have a lot more work to do in our room, mainly the closets, but that has to wait till after Christmas.  And I really want to paint the cabinets in the upstairs bathroom white before the end of Xmas ‘break.’  James is off till the 11th so I feel like we should be able to get a few projects done while he’s home and can be helping with the kids.

Yesterday I got out the Christmas puzzle my mom bought our family when I was 10 years old, with the idea of it being a yearly tradition.  It lasted for about 5 years, then there was a bit of a hiatus, then another hiatus after a few more years doing it annually.  I hadn’t dug it out for a few years because when the kids were really small it just wouldn’t have worked out to have that on the table.  But this year I was able to bring it out, and to my amazement, all 3 kids were able to help me with it!  It’s a 500 piece puzzle, and definitely geared for older than the girls, but Emily in particular was able to do quite a few pieces.  Margaret sat with us but wasn’t really interested in helping much.  Andrew helped a lot and I loved how into it he got, since I love puzzles - and so does James for that matter.  Back in the day when it was just the two of us, we did puzzles a lot.  I loved being able to write on the inside of the box with today’s date and say that we had all worked on the puzzle together as a family!

We’re probably going to go out and look at Christmas lights tonight, which is something I look forward to so much at this time of year.  Definitely one of my favourite traditions.  The kids are so enthusiastic about it, too, which makes me so happy.  Finally, all of my kids are at ages where they can get so much more enjoyment out of things, which means I can, too!  Honestly, almost 7 and a little over 3 is my favourite stage so far!  I do sometimes miss my little babies, but as Emily loves to remind me, ‘We’re just grown up now, Mommy, because we are!’  Or, as Andrew would put it, ‘This is real life, Mommy!’ :D

Saturday, December 05, 2015

Seventeen years

Some might find it silly that I think of today as James and my anniversary, since it's not our wedding anniversary but instead the marking of 17 years since our first kiss.  I find it significant, though, because that was when our friendship turned into something more, and it marks the beginning of our life together.

Below is the letter I gave James today in honour of our special day.  We otherwise aren't celebrating because two out of 3 kids are sick, and James and I aren't feeling entirely well ourselves tonight.  But still, I enjoyed reminiscing about that night in residence at SFU, when a bunch of us had a party (for no particular reason, which was the basis for many parties back in those days!) and the night ended with me and James kissing!  I'm so glad I snagged him when I did.  I don't even want to imagine how different my life would be if we hadn't found each other.

Dec 5, 2015

Dear James,

Seventeen years ago today we kissed, and suddenly our lives were completely intertwined.  I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way!  It was a magical kiss, and it’s hard to believe that a year from now we’ll have been together for literally half my life so far, because it still seems like yesterday that it happened.  I will never forget it, and I still feel the same tingles and flutters of the heart when we kiss.  I could never fall out of love with you, you’re my one and only true love in life and beyond!

I know you know how much I love you, but I can’t tell you enough times.  I just love you SO MUCH!  I love what a loving and attentive husband you are, how involved and caring you are as the father of our beautiful children, and the fact that you have been my best friend for close to two decades.  You mean the world to me, WE mean the world to me, and that includes Andrew and Margaret and Emily (and Fiona, and lest we forget Moorka and Tinker!  Even Finn and Stacey, remember those two?!)  I love our family and I’m so grateful for all of you and for all that we have.  I couldn’t ask for a better life when it comes right down to it, and a great deal of my comforts and happiness in life have to do with the fact that our foundation is so strong.  I couldn’t imagine us not having the communication that we do, and while we definitely have differences of opinions at times, I love that we’re on the same page when it counts.  I love chatting with you and just being near you, even if it just means you’re working from home, I really just love to know you’re close by because I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!  

Thank you for all that you do for me, as I truly do know that a lot of men (I’d hazard to say MOST, from what I’ve heard!) are nowhere close to as loving and sweet and generous with their time and their hearts as what you are with yours when it comes to me and our kids.

Happy 17 year anniversary since our first kiss!  Here’s to many more 17 years’s of kisses!

I love you still and always!

Love, Elizabeth


Thursday, December 03, 2015

A pretty good day over all

I feel surprisingly clear-headed tonight and that’s really saying something for me.  Lately by around dinner time at the latest I’ve been feeling kind of wretched, like I’m coming down with something even though I don’t think I am.  It’s always turned out to be a sleep issue, because once I napped in the evening or got a decent amount of sleep at night, I’d feel better in the morning.  

The cough that Andrew and I have had since our last cold still hasn’t fully gone away, (he had another cold in between, as well) and for some reason yesterday it was really acting up for both of us.  He kept complaining he wasn’t feeling well and while he did stay at school for the day, as the night went on it was clear he was coming down with something again.  He was doing his usual cartwheels and dancing after school, but by after dinner he was just slumped over on the couch, cozied up in his robe, cheeks flushed with an inability to smile.  

He stayed home from school today because I really felt for him, as I hadn’t been feeling so great myself.  (Although honestly I don’t think I’m getting sick, I really do just need more rest).  This morning I decided to be productive, and just started turning the laundry over when the power went out.  I swear, we’ve had more power outages in the past few months than we have in probably a decade or more.  It used to seem like the power NEVER went out and now I’m always a little on guard when it’s the least bit stormy.  I’d read last night that we were in for another wind warning and it was potentially going to be stormy for several days at least.  Well, the wind really started up and I wasn’t surprised when the lights flickered and then died altogether.  I was armed with 3 little push-lights for the kids to carry with them so they wouldn’t be afraid of the dark.  Our house is kind of dark on the brightest of days, and it didn’t help that it was grey and dismal outside.

Of course as soon as the lights went out, Margaret desperately wanted to watch a show.  When I reminded her we needed power to make the TV work, she threw her hands in the air and said, ‘Then just turn the Christmas tree on and I’ll look at that!’  LOL  Nope, sorry Margie, we need power for that, too!  Andrew suddenly wanted me to make mush for him, which I also couldn’t do.  I couldn’t help but laugh at how everything they wanted required power.  Instead, we all sat down near the window in the living room and I read them Aladdin.  Then I gave them the Christmas fridge magnets I got each of them at the dollar store, and then gave them each a cookie sheet so they could play with the magnets on there.  Then the Duplo set came out and they played with that.  So at least we had a lot of things to keep us occupied.  The power was out for an hour and a half, after which I quickly got to work in the hopes that the power would stay on long enough for me to do everything.

Luckily it did.  I got the laundry done (well, there’s always more to do, but I got some done!), I made eggplant parmesan which requires a fair bit of time at the stove but thank goodness the power didn’t let me down for that!  I also got some tea made and food heated up so we’d have everything we needed in case we couldn’t make the stuff later.

I also got some cleaning done, played some more with the kids, and before I knew it, it was time for the girls to go down for a (late) nap.  Andrew and I watched a little show and then I had his mattress set up in the living room so we could both take a nap while the girls slept.  Only he coughed literally every time I fell asleep so the sleep wasn’t as restful as I had hoped.  I think it helped, though, and is one of the reason I’m not totally far gone by this point because I did manage to get a little bit rejuvenated.  The poor little guy got no rest, though, as he was just coughing a mean streak the entire time.

He requested ‘his favourite soup’ after our rest so I obliged and made a pot of minestrone soup.  Oh, another thing I did before I made the eggplant parm was to cut up all our vegetables, put some into bags in the freezer for easy stirfrys and some in the fridge for snacking.  It makes such a difference when I do that, because when I opened the crisper I don’t have to sigh and think of all the work I have to do to make a meal, it’s partially ready already!  I definitely want to get in the habit of doing that every time I grocery shop.

Once the girls got up we played some games (Candy Land, mostly, which isn’t my favourite game but it’s a great introduction to board games for 3 year olds...and Andrew likes it, too), looked at some books, played with toys, and then I got the kids up for a bath.  They played well together for a while but there’s not enough room in there for all 3 kids for any length of time so of course they started splashing each other.  I was just about it say it was time for them to get out when Emily threw up in the bath and they had no choice but to get out!  I don’t know if it was a fluke or she’s really sick, but I have a feeling she’s at the very least getting Andrew’s cold.  SIGH.  We literally JUST got Andrew and Margaret over one that we didn’t get and now Andrew and Emily have something.  As a precautionary measure from the sickness I did a deep clean of the bathroom after dinner, so I’m also pleased that our upstairs bathroom is now sparkling!

Despite a few minor setbacks, it was a pretty good day over all.  Nothing overly exciting happened, but it was a day!

My prides and joys :)

Andrew says ‘wiss’ instead of wish, ‘mouse’ instead of mouth, etc.  At almost 7 years old I’ve started to correct him more and he can say the words properly but he’s lazy about using his tongue to pronounce the ‘sh’ or ‘th’.  We laugh over it mostly, obviously I know he’ll say the words properly in time, but for now it’s a little ‘Andrewism.’  

Now that she’s 3, Margaret loves to talk about when she was a baby.  She often starts off sentences, ‘Mommy, when I was a beebee’ because she pronounces baby much more like ‘beebee.’  I find it absolutely adorable, not only the way she says the word, but the fact that she acts as if being a baby is just a distant memory for her, despite that she only just turned 3 6 weeks ago!

Emily is very soft-spoken and knows she’s the least trouble-making of the 3 kids...It’s the truth of the matter, she just is.  I find it so stinking cute when the other two are up to their antics and Emily gives me a sideways glance and makes a point of telling me, ‘Mommy, I’m not going to do that because I’m just going to sit here nicely and do my puzzle.’  Sometimes she’ll throw in, ‘Because I’m a good guhl’ or ‘Because I’m just an angel.’

I love the way Andrew’s new smile looks now that his adult teeth have come in as far as they have.  I loved his toothless grin as a baby, his baby teeth were absolutely perfect, it was cute when he had some missing here and there, and for now (until he loses other random teeth!) I love how his smile is so big with his over-sized looking front teeth in comparison to most of the others (he has 4 of his adult teeth in now).

I love the way Margaret is so spunky and will point her finger at me a certain way and give me ‘a look’ and then immediately throws her head back and laughs or gives me a big silly grin because she KNOWS she’s being cheeky.

I love the way Emily looks like a Cabbage Patch Doll and the way she looks nearly identical to my mom.  It’s really weird sometimes, because it’s seriously as if I’m looking right at my mom, only as a child and the child is actually mine.  It’s strange but also really amazing, and I love that she looks just like her.  When I was still living at home my mom and I would sometimes get old pictures out and whenever I came across the black and white ones from when she was a little girl, I would ALWAYS marvel at how adorable my mom was, with her chubby cheeks and innocent eyebrows.  I used to tell my mom she was the cutest baby EVER and lo and behold, I go and have the cutest baby ever, too!!  Which is not to say that both Andrew and Margaret aren’t also the cutest babies, because all 3 were and are the absolute perfectest babies ever in the history of the world (and my opinion is of course completely unbiased!) :)

All the little things the kids say in a day and their little mannerisms and the thoughts and ideas they express, I wish each and every one of those things could be bottled up and kept forever.  I don’t want to forget any of it!

Monday, November 30, 2015

Half a day to myself?!

Today my aunt and uncle took Margaret and Emily for the day, from 10:30am and they’re not bringing them back till after dinner.  So I’ve had several hours to myself and am on my own till it’s time to pick Andrew up from school.  We’re going to have a little mommy/son date and maybe do a bit of last minute Christmas shopping...I’d planned on having EVERYTHING done before December 1st, and that’s tomorrow...I don’t think I’m going to quite make the goal but I am VERY close!  Literally just a few things left to get so it’s not going to be a big deal to do a tiny bit in the next few days.

This is the first time I’ve had hours to myself like this in what feels like forever.  I’m enjoying it, and got a bunch of gifts wrapped and took inventory of who’s getting what, I got all my Christmas cards put into their envelopes and just have to get a few more stamps.  I just wish I had more ENERGY.  I stayed up last night to get the laundry folded, didn’t sleep all that well once I did go to bed, and now I’m suffering for it.  I would love to have some energy stored up for days like this when I actually have the chance to do as I please, because truthfully at this point all my body wants to do is SLEEP, yet I feel like that would be such a waste of my last bit of free time.  After I write this I’m going to just give in and take a nap, though, so that I’ll have the energy to enjoy my outing with Andrew after school.

Yesterday we took the kids for their picture with Santa.  I know it’s early not to wait till December (we went on the 2nd day he was at the mall!) but it made perfect sense in my mind.  One, I wanted to be able to put their picture in the Xmas cards I’m sending out, and two, they kept asking for different things from Santa and I was starting to panic that Santa was getting them all the wrong things.  BUT they asked for things that Santa can deliver, so all is good!  

It was so cute watching how the kids were with Santa this year.  Andrew loved Santa from the first time he met him, at 11 months old.  He’s never cried or been unhappy with Santa.  Margaret has always done well with him, too, other than spitting up all over his arm the first time she met him at 2 months old!!  Emily, on the other hand, has always had a bit of a tough time with Santa, because she’s shy and not entirely into getting too close to strangers, let alone a long-bearded old man in a giant red suit!!  LOL  I can understand why it might seem like a bit much.  BUT, now that she’s 3 and understands more about Christmas, she was pretty excited leading up to seeing him, so I knew there was a chance she’d warm up to him and be comfortable sitting on the bench with him without me holding her.  Last year I ended up in the picture because the only way she’d agree to be in it at all was if I held onto her.  This time James and I dressed appropriately so that if we had to be in the picture, it would look like we’d meant for it to be that way!  But luckily all 3 kids were happy to be with Santa on their own.  Margaret charged right up to him and asked if she could please have a candy cane, to which Santa answered, ‘Of course you can, but let’s wait until we’ve had our little visit first, ok?’  He told all 3 kids that he loved their outfits, and told Andrew he couldn’t believe how much he’s grown since last year.  Andrew seemed so chuffed that Santa had remembered how tall he was when he was 5!  Santa got Margaret up on his knee, and then said for Emily to get up on his other knee.  She seemed slightly hesitant but was ok with it, but immediately had both her hands to her mouth and was just staring at Santa.  Andrew sat down beside her and once they were ready and I’d moved over to where the photographer was, I asked Emily to put her hands down and she did right away, AND we managed to get a picture of ALL THREE KIDS SMILING!!  I was absolutely thrilled.  Santa was so kind to them and he was so authentic, it really made the whole experience feel magical.  

After getting their photos (which cost $28 for 2 4x6s and a digital download...oh and 4 wallet sized photos thrown in ‘for free’....) we took the kids to my parents’ place and then James and I went to Sears to look at the beds.  They had beds up to 70% off, and we’ve been wanting to get a new bed for several years now.  So after trying a bunch out we decided on one that was 70% off that we just couldn’t pass up, and it’ll be delivered in a couple of weeks.  I wanted to get the King size bed because I’ve always wanted one, but in the end we stuck with Queen size.  For the $400 price difference between them, I’d rather spend the money on a new duvet and cover and maybe one new sheet set, and then save a few hundred dollars, rather than having to buy a new bedskirt, all new sheets, and a new headboard as well.  Our room is spacious and could definitely hold a bigger bed, but I kind of like the spaciousness of it and the bigger bed would take away from that.  I think we made the best decision, and it’s going to be so nice to have a new, much more comfortable mattress.  We’re going to try our old bed in the girls’ room and see if they like sharing a bed, but if it takes up too much space and isn’t working, we’ll get them new separate beds, and this way we can finally get rid of their crib/toddler beds!

Backtracking a little further, we decorated for Christmas on Saturday.  So we’re now fully decorated.  We put the lights up outside a week ago, but I love that we now have the tree up and decorated, and all our shelves decorated.  The stockings are even hung by the chimney with care!  Andrew and James put the tree together while the girls and I napped, and the kids and I decorated it while my parents were also over for a visit.  The kids also enjoyed helping me decorate the shelves, and it was cute to see the girls’ reactions to our decorations because they don’t remember the stuff from last year.  This really feels like the first Christmas to them!  When it was almost time for them to go to bed on Saturday night, after enjoying the lights on the tree and sitting by the fire in the fireplace, we were watching a little show and Margaret hugged me and said, ‘This is the best Christmas EVER!’  It was so cute, but then of course James reminded her that it’s actually not Christmas yet.  LOL!  Here I am worried they’re not going to be happy with what Santa delivers and yet she thought that day had been Christmas and she was more than satisfied with how it all went :)

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Countdown to Christmas!

I feel so Christmasy already, I can’t help it!  Yesterday I put our lights up outside, and discovered that one set was only half working, which was annoying given we only bought them last year.  I hadn’t kept the receipt, not thinking we’d need it, so today we went to Canadian Tire and bought a new strand to replace the malfunctioned one, and also got another string of lights to hang up in our bushes out front to match the strand in our tree.  I haven’t seen the full effect yet since I just put them up and it’s still light out, but I KNOW it’s going to look awesome at night time!  I LOVE Christmas lights and I’m completely OK with having them up this early because we’re only a few days shy from a month away from the big day.  

I put up our little Xmas tree on top of the hutch in our dining room a few days ago, but have yet to get it decorated because I have to take everything out from under the stairs to get our Xmas boxes out.  I don’t want to do that till we’ll actually be decorating the house fully, which we’re aiming to do next weekend (if I can wait that long!)  I’m going to do my best to wait, because I don’t want the same thing to happen at Christmas as what did at Halloween time - by the time the occasion was here I was desperate to dismantle the decor and have our normal setup back!

I think we’re completely finished getting everything for the kids, other than maybe a few sweet treats for their stockings.  Maybe one more thing for Andrew to buy but I don’t think so, I’m going to take inventory to make sure their gifts are relatively equal but I think it’s good.  I’ve also just got one more thing to get for James, a few things for other family members, but all the most important stuff has already been done.  I want to do some homemade stuff with the kids for them to give everyone, I just haven’t quite decided what yet.  Pinterest is great but also leaves me feeling totally overwhelmed, and like I just KNOW what we do won’t look like it’s supposed to, but there’s enough time that if we make something soon, we can always try something else if it’s a fail!

We’re going to be having Xmas day with my family, but are also planning for James’ dad, bro, and their significant others to visit for a few days over the holidays, too.  James is going to be off from the 22nd of Dec till the 11th of Jan which is AMAZING, I’m sort of already counting down the days.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

2015: the year of windstorms

We’re having another crazy storm with heavy winds, which makes me uneasy because it brings back how frustrating it was being without power for about 3 days there a few months ago.  It would be worse now if that happened, since it would also be very cold without the furnace, which wasn’t an issue last time.  I don’t think it’s going to get any worse though, I’m hoping the worst is already over.

It was so windy when I picked Andrew up from school that I had to pull the driver side door  with all my strength just to open it!  I had dinner in the oven with just 10 more minutes to go and it would be cooked, when the power went out.  I had just thought to myself I should light some candles just in case, since it was dark out by that point, but hadn’t quite got around to actually doing it yet.  Suddenly there was a flicker and everything went dark, and all I heard was Andrew’s panicked voice call, ‘Mommmmmmyyyy!’ from the living room.  I said, ‘Don’t worry, I’m just grabbing the flashlight and I’ll be right there to light some candles!’  I felt my way to the bathroom where we keep our big flashlight in the cupboard, and quickly made my way to the kids.  They were surprisingly calm, given they were in a pitch black room without me.  No sooner had I lit the candles when the power came back on.

I got out some little push lights that I bought after the last windstorm to have on hand for power outages, and gave one to each of the kids.  Then it was as if they were waiting for the power to go out again so they could make use of their cool new lights.  I reminded them that we don’t actually WANT to have to use these, they’re just for emergencies!  But I said they could play with them for a minute just to get it out of their system.  Then Emily said it was time to turn them off, ‘because otherwise the batteries will die and then they won’t work!’  I love it when they point out my reasoning for things!!

We’re having a fire in the fireplace tonight just in case the power does go out, but really more just for the coziness of it, because why not?!

Monday, November 16, 2015

Baby, it's cold outside

It’s so rainy and dreary outside.  I haven’t got used to how early it gets dark out these days!

Last weekend (not this past one but the one before) we took the kids to Science World.  I’d bought a membership back in June and we’d never gone once since I bought it, so I was thinking we’d have lost almost 5 months worth of the membership, but I was pleasantly surprised when they got our cards printed and the sticker for expiry is Nov 2016.  Not that we’ll be going a ton anyway, as it feels like a lot of effort to get there, but at least it’s an option - especially on these cold and miserable days where there’s nothing else to do.  The kids really loved it and it was nice to make a family outing of it.  I could take all 3 kids on my own but the likelihood of that happening are pretty slim.  The girls were a lot easier this time than when we took them last (which was probably about a year ago I’m guessing, or thereabouts!) but it’s still a lot of work for one person to make sure all 3 kids are within view.  Andrew generally wants to do different things than the girls, and Margaret and Emily also tend to choose different stations than each other.  It’s a lot better to have another pair of eyes, and hands, available to help!

Knock on wood because I REALLY don’t want to jinx it but we’ve miraculously managed to stay virus free now for almost 2 weeks!!  I feel like I have to brace myself for the inevitable virus that could hit at a moment’s notice, but it has been so nice to not have any illnesses to deal with for a while.  I still have a bit of a cough that just won’t go away but that’s the worst of it.  I REALLY hope we can have a sickness-free Christmas.  If I could only ask for one thing for Xmas, I think that would be it!!

I’m getting prepared for the holiday early, and hope to have all gifts - for everyone - purchased BEFORE December 1st.  That’s my goal, and I’m getting there...slowly, but surely.  Some people are really difficult to shop for and I don’t really know what to get them, but it will all come together.  I have just a couple of things left to order for the kids and then they are completely done.  I’m going to even start wrapping in the first week of December so I literally can just focus on other things until The Big Day.

I’m admittedly getting kind of excited about Christmas already.  Part of me hates how early they started pushing it on us in the stores, but at the same time I’m not out shopping all that often, so I haven’t been overly bombarded by it.  I was a bit annoyed at hearing Christmas music at Toys R Us this past weekend, despite that I was there Christmas shopping!  It just felt too early.  I was also amazed at how picked over some of the shelves were ALREADY.  I guess a lot of people have the same idea as me, to get the shopping part done early?!  It’s just crazy how it all works.  I actually much prefer shopping online.

But this weekend Andrew went for a sleepover at my aunt and uncle’s, so we took the girls to Toys R Us so they could pick out an xmas and bday gift for Andrew.  Which they didn’t ever do because they were too eager to look at the toys THEY wanted, but we did get a few things and I sneakily went and bought a few things for them while James distracted them in another part of the store, so that worked out nicely.  We stopped at Fatburger on the way home and got some veggie burgers to go, and the girls and I checked out the dollar store, and then we ate our dinner while watching Cinderella on Netflix (which was a treat since we never eat  dinner in front of the TV).

I just finished making a lasagna for our dinner tonight.  It’s always a better day when I manage to get dinner prepared earlier in the day so I’m not having to think about it at the last minute before James will be getting home.  After school I’m going to get the kids to help me make a pumpkin loaf/cake so we’ll have something yummy for dessert, and also just to get them busy doing something (although trying to share the measuring and stirring of baking between 3 kids can be a bit of a challenge and doesn’t always end entirely well…!!!)  But in my mind it will be a fun afternoon for the kids, and hopefully not too stressful of one for me!!

Monday, November 09, 2015

My little threenagers

I LOVE 3 years of age.  The girls can be slightly more attitudinal at times, I’ve already noticed (sticking their tongue out at me, or even pointing their bums at me and saying, ‘Pfffffft!’  LOL!  But that’s probably more so stuff they’ve learned from Andrew than the fact that they are now ‘threenagers’).

They’re just so darn CUTE, if I do say so myself.  Of course, Andrew is still completely adorable, too, and I love his age as well.  Three is just perfect in the sense that they’re old enough to understand a lot, can do way more than they ever could before, but they’re also young and small enough to still seem babyish in some ways.  They love to remind me that they are NOT babies anymore, they are BIG GIWLS but they still have a baby-quality to them that I wish I could hold onto forever.  There are still slight hints of that in Andrew, and I think I’ll always look at the side of his face, the shape of his eyes, and see him as a brand new baby.  He still has the same flawless skin, and it’s baby-soft and adorable.  I just love it, and while I look forward to seeing what my kids look like as grown adults, I wish I could bottle up their babyness and keep it, because I KNOW I’m going to miss it terribly in the future.

This morning Emily wrapped up a stuffed animal giraffe in a little baby blanket and was rocking it and patting its back.  She came up to me with a look of pride and said, ‘This is my baby, Mommy!’ and she let me hold it so I stroked its ears and gave it’s soft nose a kiss.  She was so happy and acting so motherly and it made me think how beautiful it will be one day if she has a baby of her own.  I hope I can be there for the births of my kids’ babies someday, wow how amazing would that be.

The girls are both so expressive in such different ways and I love both their ways so much.  I can see so much of Andrew’s mannerisms in each of them.  Yesterday the animated way that Emily was telling me about something was SO Andrew that I couldn’t help but laugh.  Margaret is like Andrew in mischievous ways, only kicked up a notch if that’s even possible.  Margaret is definitely the most outgoing of all 3 kids, with Andrew not too far behind, and Emily a little more unsure of people.  She just takes a little longer to warm up, and sometimes I feel like people aren’t getting the true sense of who she is because when she’s just around those of us that she’s most comfortable with she shares so much of her personality, but when other people are around she retreats a bit into her shell.  Of course, I’m completely the same way, so I get it.  I also think people don’t tend to really know who I am unless they really get to know me and I’m comfortable enough with them, which sometimes bothers me because I feel like people don’t really understand me or know what my true personality is...but at the same time, I’m such an introvert that if I share too much of myself, I’m totally uncomfortable with that, too!  I was pretty outgoing as a little kid, though, so it will be interesting to see how much the kids’ personalities change over time.

I’m almost finished the yearly book about the kids’ lives that I’ve been doing for 5 years now.  It’s a lot of work but so rewarding to have as a keepsake and I’m sure the kids will be happy to have them in years to come (hopefully!)  It just amazes me how much the kids change in the span of a year.  Not really, in the sense that OBVIOUSLY little kids change a lot in a short period of time!  But it’s amazing to see it staring me in the face when I’m so used to seeing it happen gradually since I’m with them all the time.  It doesn’t always seem as obvious as it does, say to people who only see them every few months or so.  Once the book is finished I can really start to focus on getting prepared well in advance for Christmas...which isn’t as far off as I keep thinking it is!

Saturday, November 07, 2015

Time flies so fast!

There are definitely moments when one, two, or all three of my kids are making me want to rip my hair out and scream, ‘I’m done!’  But those moments are totally worth it for all the sweet, happy moments we share.  They fill my heart with so much love that it often feels like it’s going to overflow, it’s so full.  

(That made me think of Scott Helman’s song Machine, which is one of my current favourites….Soon your heart is gonna overflow, push you back down you get up again...Honestly there is nothing cuter than a little 3 year old girl voice singing, You’re more than a machine! - Emily loves to sing parts of that song whenever it comes on).

Sometimes I wish I could just freeze frame time.  I wish every good moment shared could be preserved forever, maybe some of the not so good ones too, just to remind us of all we went through together.  But just to have those times to hold onto.  I think I’m realizing more and more how my children are all growing up, rapidly, they’re little people now, not toddlers or babies.  Andrew is a BOY, not even a little boy anymore.  My first born is losing so many signs of ‘baby’ that I just want to cry and use a time machine and go back to our very first night together in that hospital where I could just hold him and love him and feel that magical new mom love, and beam with pride over this beautiful boy I created.  I can still do that, and I still marvel all the time at how amazing and totally CUTE my kids are (if I do say so myself!) but I’m seeing it now, that this time where my kids are small and growing up and I’m raising them, it’s FLEETING.  It’s going to END.  One day they’ll be grown right up and won’t even be living with me anymore, and from what people say it’s like I’m going to blink and I’ll be there in the future wishing I could be back here, regardless of the chaotic moments.  I’ll wish I could be cuddling those so-darn-cute little children of mine.

So while there are times when I honestly don’t know how I’m going to manage another hour, let alone day, week, month, forget even looking into the future beyond that because it’s rare I even can...I know I have to live as much in the moment and just RELISH IN IT because this is the ultimate time of my life.  Hopefully all stages will have their own level of amazing, and even after the kids are grown and moved out, I can live in the moment and enjoy the stage of life I’m at, but the reality is that nothing could be more important to me and heart-filling than raising my kids and being with them and knowing them throughout all the stages of their childhoods.  I feel grateful for each of them in so many different ways, I love them all the same and yet completely differently.  I’m so lucky, and so happy, because my heart is so FULL.

Week in review...

The super rainy and cold season has settled in here on the ‘wet coast’ it seems.  Of course it could be colder, but it just feels chilly and even with the furnace cranked up it’s hard to get warm for long.  I’ve rekindled a love of hot chai tea lattes, and fall scented candles from Bath & BodyWorks and I’m trying to embrace the season as much as possible.

It felt like a busy week this week.  On Monday we had my aunt and uncle and cousin over for a visit.  My cousin (technically cousin’s partner but I think of her as my cousin, too!) is going through chemotherapy right now and I’d already seen pictures of her without her hair, but the kids hadn’t seen her yet.  I had explained to Andrew what she was going through, but didn’t think it made sense to talk about it in any detail with the girls since they just wouldn’t be able to comprehend it at their age.  So I was a bit nervous as to how they might react.  But I should have known that there would basically be no reaction at all, and ultimately all that happened was Margaret went up to her, pointed at her head, and said, ‘Oooh, I like your haircut!’  I found it really good to see her in person and be able to ask her more questions and hear about what she’s going through with her treatment.  I think it can be really uncomfortable because you don’t want to say the wrong things or sound totally ignorant to what a person is dealing with when they’re going through something so major, but I was reminded what a great attitude she has and I think she’s a really strong person going through what she is, which is going to help her get through it.

Her experience has also really reminded me to be more mindful and thankful of what I have.  I know it’s all relative and we all have our reasons to complain, but ultimately I really don’t have anything major to be complaining about, and in my more challenging moments it’s important I remind myself that my situation could be so much more difficult than it is.

On Tuesday I had a follow up appointment with my gynecologist regarding my terrible periods (TMI alert!)  I went on a birth control pill called Lo Lo in order to hopefully get it under control, but after about 7 weeks decided it was not for me.  I think I’m really wary at this point of taking hormones like that, especially when I’m not using it as a form of birth control.  I found I was very moody, anxious, felt like I wanted to eat everything, particularly sugary things when I’d actually gotten out of the habit of eating a ton of extra sugar, and I had spotting for about 5 of the 7 weeks I was on the pill!  My period was the lightest ever and lasted only 3 days and felt like it was barely there, the cramps still made me take pain meds but I didn’t feel like I was in early labour and breathing through contractions so that was a definitely perk.  But I still had lots of headaches and just didn’t feel like the pros were outweighing the cons by any stretch.  So I’m now trying out a pill that isn’t hormonal that I only take for the first few days of my period and it’s supposed to make the flow less severe and that is all it focuses on.  I’m hoping less flow will equal less severe cramps, which are a huge source of the problem for me because I can’t spend several days of the month literally doubled over feeling like I’m about to birth a baby when I’m not, and have 3 kids to look after at the same time!  It’s not working for me.  If this new pill doesn’t work, the next recommendation is the Mirena IUD, but I’m so wary of having something actually inserted and left inside me for a long duration, it seems invasive and kind of gross to me, and again it’s hormonal so it’s going to have an impact on me psychologically, too, which I really don’t want if possible.  So fingers crossed this does the trick.  Oh, the joys of being a woman!

On Wednesday we were supposed to have the ceiling fixed in our living room (after the leaky pipe incident the day before the girls’ cancelled birthday party!)  James worked from home so that someone would be here when I had to pick Andrew up from school, in case they weren’t finished by that point.  The management company went to the extent of giving us a very legal document in our mail slot to give 24 hours’ notice of entry, yet they gave it to us at 2pm (I was there when it went through the slot) to say they’d be entering at 9am the next day!  They also put that day’s date on the top of the letter, but for the entry date they put October 4th...I can only shake my head at the incompetencies at this point, honestly.  

Because the work would be all done in the living room, the plan was I would take the girls with me and we’d go get my prescription filled from my appointment the day before, then head over to my mom’s for a few hours so we wouldn’t be banished to upstairs at our house, and forced to listen to the noise of the work being done.  James texted me at 11am and said they still hadn’t even arrived...And I started to get a bad feeling that it just wasn’t going to happen.  We went home at noon for the girls’ nap time, and at one I had James call the manager to find out where the guys were.  They were scheduled to be finished by 4pm and I knew there was no way that would be able to happen.  The thing is, we had plans for Thursday and I didn’t want them coming then, or Friday, so if they didn’t show or showed up and did a partial job, we’d have to wait at least till next week to get it done.

The manager said she’d get a hold of the guys and call right back….and a little over an hour later she called back to say they would not be coming.  James had to explain 5 times that Thursday and Friday did not work for us to have them in, until she finally seemed to understand that we were not ok with them doing the work the next day.

On Thursday morning at 8am I swore I heard a knock on our front door, but I was upstairs with the kids and thought it must have been my imagination because no one ever knocks on our door that early!  I ignored it, and finally came downstairs at 8:30 and immediately when I opened the front blinds, the drywallers were at our door.  I thought I could hear a vehicle idling outside since 8am, and it had been them, they literally just sat there in their van with it ON, for half an hour waiting for me to answer the door!  They said, ‘When did management say we should get started?’  I replied, ‘Yesterday at 9am!’  They just laughed a bit, and I had to explain that we told the manager the day before in the afternoon that the rest of this week wouldn’t work for us, so we were rescheduling for next week.  They just nodded and said OK and left.  No, ‘Sorry we didn’t show up yesterday’ or SOMETHING…...But anyway, not that I was expecting that because I definitely wasn’t, it would just have been nice!

I kept Andrew home on Thursday because we had a family doctor appointment in the afternoon to have our flu shots.  I could have taken him to school for the morning but the more I thought about it, the more of a hassle it seemed like.  He would be there for 3 hours and it would have meant all the usual charade of getting everyone ready and dropping him off and then picking him up right when I’d be needing to get the girls down for their nap.  So he stayed home, which made things easier, and we got to have some nice quality time to play Qwirkle while the girls had their sleep.  Then we headed downtown to our doctor’s appointment.  It sucks that our doctor is an hour’s drive away, but we like him and we’ve been going to him since Andrew was a baby so it just doesn’t make sense to look for someone closer if we don’t have to.  Andrew had been SO excited about the appointment and wanted to get the flu shot and we thought it would be a breeze as he’s never had issues with needles, even as a baby.  The girls we figured would cry a bit but it wouldn’t be much of a problem either.  We had opted to do the shots as opposed to the flumist this year because last year the girls reacted negatively to the flumist and had to go to the emergency room.

Margaret got her shot first and she cried for about 5 seconds afterwards but basically it was no big deal and she got a chocolate afterwards.  Emily was going to go next (she should have gone first, looking back) but with the few tears Margaret shed, she didn’t want to go next, so James did.  Then me.  Then we begged and begged Andrew to go next but he refused, which got Emily all in a state, and then Andrew was huddled between two chairs sobbing and acting like a 2 year old, which made NO SENSE because he’s had the flu shot before and KNOWS it doesn’t even hurt!  Finally we just couldn’t waste any more of the doctor’s time so we had to forcefully hold Emily down and have hers done, which sucks because it gave her a terrible impression of needles, and of course because she was so tense when getting it, her arm got really red and swollen and still feels warm to the touch two days later.  But Andrew made the biggest scene of all and refused to the point that he ended up getting the flumist instead, and I was not happy about it because of course now he has what appears to be a really bad head cold but I’m 100% sure it’s from the flumist because he just got over two colds and can’t possibly have another one already!  I hate the flumist and will never allow any of my kids to get it again, only the shot form (it’s different, the doctor confirmed that kids can react badly to one and not the other).

The plan after the appointment was to go to the dollar store and the kids could each pick one thing, but Andrew’s behaviour was so terrible that we had to tell him he couldn’t get anything.  We just couldn’t let him get away with how bad he had been.  It wasn’t just a matter of being nervous about the shot, he was acting out in ways that were inappropriate.  Well, he absolutely LOST IT in the store, even though we’d told him before we got there that he couldn’t get anything.  He was tearing things off the shelf, screaming, flailing around, it was SO embarrassing.  Eventually James had to physically remove him kicking and screaming and take him to the van to wait for us.

Emily picked out a little toy guitar (from the dollar store, so not the greatest quality but actually not bad for $2!) and Margaret picked out a My Little Pony stuffed animal that’s actually really cute and in my books worth more than the $3 paid for it!  (Since when did the dollar store become everything OVER a dollar though, really?!!)

James had picked us up some Chinese food before meeting us at the doctor’s office so when we got home I luckily didn’t have to cook.  Andrew ended up behaving badly again and had to go to bed right after dinner, Margaret refused to eat and had to go to bed at 7pm, so we were just with Emily till she went to bed a bit late after 8pm.  We realized now that we have 3 kids and with having had 2 at once, we really never have one on one time like that with either of the girls.  Andrew, yes, because he usually stays up a bit later than the girls, but that was the first time I know of that James and Emily and I spent time together just us.  She was being extra cute and adorable because I think she KNEW she was the golden girl!!

On Friday (yesterday) Andrew had school and the girls and I attended a meeting (not sure if I mentioned before that I’m a part of the PAC at the school this year...I have mixed feelings about the role I’ve taken on, but yeah…) and then in the evening James and I had a date night.  We hadn’t been out just the two of us since maybe early September?  Or longer.  It certainly felt like longer.  I hate that we almost never get to do anything just the two of us, I will say that is definitely something that gets to me at times.  But finally we had a few hours just us, and decided to go to Coquitlam Center because James really needed to get a pair of waterproof shoes/boots, and I wanted to get some new candles from B&BW.  Originally we were going to do our stuff at the mall and then find a restaurant to eat at, but we decided to just eat at the food court instead.  James got Thai food and I got Greek, which was so good I could eat it again right now!

We stopped at Starbucks on the way home, and then had a short visit with my parents, got Margaret back to bed (because she woke up when we got home, but it was nice to come in and hear that all was quiet and the kids were in bed already!) and then watched an episode of Gran Hotel on Netflix because they finally have season 3 up.  Such a great show, if you don’t mind subtitles (unless you speak Spanish!)

Today the van is at the mechanics and OMG do mechanics ever try to rip people off.  Thank gawd my dad knows a lot about cars and isn’t letting them get away with it - they were quoting prices upwards of $2000 for the work, when all we need done is less than $400 (which still feels like a lot to me, but I know it’s what actually HAS to be done!)  Hoping to have our wheels back soon so I can get some groceries.  Beyond that I don’t think we’ll venture too far this weekend, it’s so rainy and cold I just want to get a fire going in the fireplace and curl up with a blanket and sleep.  Not necessarily going to happen quite like that, but the fire in the fireplace is doable :)

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