Thursday, October 29, 2015

This is Halloween, this is Halloween....

I can’t believe Halloween is only 2 days away.  Andrew is SO excited and the girls have no idea what they’re in for!  They don’t seem to remember the fact that they’ve already lived through 3 Halloweens (granted they were only 2 weeks old on their first one!)

Andrew is SO excited about Halloween, given it’s one of his very favourite days of the whole year.  He’s going as a Grim Reaper that has fake blood pumping through the chest (using a little pump in his hand that looks like a heart!)  But because his costume is a little bit flimsy and I worry that he could easily snag the fabric on something, he’s opted to wear a Flash costume for the parade at school tomorrow.

The girls are going as witches and the skirts of their dresses have flashing lights in them.  They’re going to look SO cute!  

I’m really looking forward to Halloween night...and keeping my fingers AND toes crossed till then in hopes that it won’t be raining for trick or treating……

In some ways I’m looking forward to Halloween being over so I can undecorate!  We’ve been decorated since October 1st and in all honesty I’m sick of looking at it all, at least the inside stuff.  We got a new shelf in the living room just a couple of days before we decorated so I’ve yet to be able to organize it in a way I’d like to keep it for a while, so I’m kind of itching to do that.  Except I know it won’t last long, either, because it’ll only be another month before we decorate for Christmas.  Everything happens so fast this time of year.  I can’t believe we’re already thinking about the holiday season...but it’s fast approaching!  It’ll be the crazy rush of getting ready and planning for Christmas, having Andrew’s school friends birthday party before Christmas, Xmas itself, then his actual birthday and new year’s all rolled into one...It’s a lot!  BUT I’m looking forward to it of course, and it’s going to be great because James is going to have a good chunk of time off.  Which for him won’t feel like time off because it’s a lot of work being home with us, but spending more time together is going to be so nice, AND having his help with the kids for a period of time is going to be A-MA-ZING!!!!!

Friday, October 23, 2015

Pumpkin Patch 2015

I wrote this over a week ago so when I say 'last Sunday' I actually mean several Sundays ago!

I can’t believe I forgot to write about our trip to the Pumpkin Patch.  We went on Sunday the 4th to Applebarn in Abbotsford.  We went there two years ago, and then last year we went to Aldor Acres because that’s where Andrew’s school field trip was held.  Last year it just so happened that the field trip was held on a particularly cold and rainy day, and while we did make the most of it and had a good time, I was dreading the idea that his field trip to the same farm this year would end up being on a rainy day, too. It’s also on a day James can’t take off from work, which would mean I’d have to drive all 3 of our kids and potentially also be in charge of one more kid from Andrew’s class, ALL ON MY OWN.  Which obviously I COULD do, but I really, really, REALLY wouldn’t want to.  So when I barely, sort of, kind of, not really hinted to James that we could go to the pumpkin patch last Sunday when it would be sunny and warm, and he full on suggested we go with enthusiasm, I knew we HAD to go for it!  It was totally a last minute decision but ended up being such a great one.

We got there mid morning (it takes about an hour from our house to drive there) and got our wrist bands (who knew pumpkin patches were such big business?!) and also splurged and got each of the kids a pony ride.  The thing is, we thought it would be included in the price for the wrist bands, which we needed for all the other stuff we wanted to do, but it was actually $6 per ride for each kid...Which really adds up the more kids you've got! We’d already got their hopes up so couldn’t dash them, so we went for it.  I felt it was a bit much for how short the ride was, but at the same time it was priceless seeing them on the horses.  Especially Emily.  She was SO happy it was worth every penny.  She was just beaming for the entire ride.  Before we’d got there and James had told her there’d be ponies, she had said, ‘I want to wide on the puh-ple My Little Pony!’  She was a bit disappointed to realize there were no purple ponies, but the white one ended up doing just fine :)  It was so cute.

The kids also enjoyed the 'pillow jumping' and Andrew had fun on the slide (that was for bigger kids).  The girls rode some tractor bikes, and of course the hayride was fun for all.  By the time we actually got to the pumpkin patch part, the kids were sort of falling apart.  They all wanted snacks and Emily was getting overtired and needed her nap.  Margaret found an apple on the ground and just started eating it.  We realized they didn’t have any wheel barrows or anything that could go on the hayride back to the main area so whatever pumpkins we got we had to carry ourselves (when we went 2 years ago we walked and had a wheelbarrow because the girls were still in their stroller then).  But it worked out, we got 3 pumpkins and managed to carry them and found a little wheel barrow to put them in when we got back to the main area.  I went and paid for the pumpkins and got some gala apples that ended up being the most delicious apples EVER because I never buy them organic and clearly I should, wow what a difference!  And some apple cider, which I’m kicking myself for not buying more of because it didn’t last two seconds.  It was so good.  The kids played for a few minutes and then we left.  It was a whirlwind and we were pretty tired afterwards but it was such a wonderful family day, and I’m so glad we went when it was so sunny and warm.  It was apparently in the high 20s that day, which is CRAZY for here in October!  The kids didn’t even wear jackets.  What a difference a year makes, such a good call to go when we know it’ll be nice.  

Sick days and new toys

The cold I had last week turned into a flu, and after about 4 hours of thinking I was on the mend the night before last, I woke up yesterday morning feeling as if I was getting the virus all over again.  It just won’t go away, and keeps getting worse.  Andrew has been coughing and stuffed up for WEEKS and the girls have had it for almost a week now and aren’t getting any better either.  At least the kids are able to go about their day as per usual, but I find I’m totally dragging myself, completely exhausted, and am having a more challenging time than usual meeting all of their many demands throughout the day.

Yesterday Andrew’s class went on a field trip to a pumpkin patch, but we went to one a few weeks ago (post on that to come) so I decided instead of going with his class, he would stay home and we’d do something fun on our own as a family.  He was totally fine with that.  So the plan was, we were going to go to a Halloween shop downtown and then go to Science World.  I got us a family membership back in June at a special rate because a huge group of us got it at the same time, and we’ve yet to go.  The kids were excited about it, and James had already worked extra so he’d be able to meet us there in the afternoon.  But as soon as I woke up in the morning so stuffed up I could barely breathe, I knew there was no way I’d be able to handle that big of an outing.

So I bribed the kids and said if they were OK with rescheduling Science World, I’d take them to Toys R Us and get them each a little toy so we’d have something new and fun to play with for the afternoon instead.  Of course they were all over that plan, with the addition that we also hit up the Wendy’s drive thru afterwards for a Frosty!

So off we went to Toys R Us, and honestly I was feeling so whoozy it was literally the most I could manage.  We looked around at some of the toys but mostly stuck to the Duplo/Lego area, and Margaret and Emily ended up picking out a Sleeping Beauty Duplo set that cost way more than I wanted to spend, so I’m putting some of their birthday money toward their purchase.  Andrew got a tiny Lego set and a little Blind Bag of some weird characters.  Everyone was happy, and when we got home the girls were so excited about their new Duplo that they ended up going for their nap 2 hours past their usual nap time!  It was great to see all 3 kids playing together (for the most part without fighting…!) and being occupied by something for more than just a few minutes.  I actually think there will be some Duplo sets under the Christmas tree this year, because there’s so much they can do with it and I can see them really enjoying making towers and houses and whatnot.  Andrew loves it, too, even though he’s over the intended age, since the boxes all say ‘2-5 years.’  He wants a Batman Duplo set for Christmas!  He likes Lego but still seems to have a bit of a time putting all the tiny pieces together, since the sets all come with so many detailed bits that have to be put together.  I’m sure in the next year or so he’ll really get into Lego, but hey, if he enjoys Duplo there’s nothing wrong with that, and it works well with the girls too, so they’ll have lots of building to do with it all together.

I still felt bad that we didn’t have our outing to SW, but when I mentioned that to Andrew he said, ‘What are you talking about, today was fantastic!’  LOL  I guess I’m just feeling like such a shut in lately.  James has been working from home a lot to help me out, and has done a lot of the drop offs and pick ups at school, so I haven’t even been venturing out much for that.  I did a bit of a grocery shop the other day but was so exhausted afterwards, it was ridiculous.  I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired!!!  This time of year mixed with a child in school SUCKS for viruses, what can I say.

I’m really hoping to start feeling better soon.  It’s just so debilitating, and there’s so much I want to be doing but can’t.  After dinner tonight we did take the kids on a little walk, even though it was getting dark already, and they had a great time running around.  It felt good just to get some fresh air.  We noticed it felt a lot colder out tonight, it definitely feels more like fall now than it has.  I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that there’s clear skies in the forecast for Halloween!  The countdown is on, just a week till Halloween Eve!

Monday, October 19, 2015

My babies are 3!

Last Wednesday was Margaret and Emily’s 3rd birthday.  James worked from home so we could have a bit more time together as a family that day.  They opened just a few of their presents in the morning before Andrew went to school - his gift (a Merida doll (from Brave) for Emily, and Merida’s mom for Margaret, and Fifi’s gift, which was a DVD of a bunch of Robert Munsch stories.  It was on Netflix several years ago and Andrew loved it, so I figured the girls would, too, but so far they haven’t taken to it (BUT Andrew still loves it, so it’s not a complete loss!)

I had planned on taking the girls to a park before their nap, but it was kind of cold and damp outside, so not really conducive to a park visit.  We just hung around and did our usual stuff, which the girls were totally fine with.  They had a really hard time falling asleep at nap time because they knew that when they got up it would be after school, and after school meant presents and cake!  My parents came over just before I had to go pick Andrew up, and when we got back we had delicious sandwiches (James tried to make baguette sandwiches as close as possible to what we used to get at Baguette Time before they closed out (which we’re still sad about!) and the brie one he made was almost identical.  SO yummy.  We also had some other snacks, and then a giant cupcake cake that Andrew and I made the night before.  It was the cake pan I used for their first birthday cakes, but the beauty of having 3 year olds is that they don’t remember their first birthday and they’re totally fine with having a cake that’s pretty much exactly the same!  I didn’t even make them each one this time, they were totally fine to share.  

For their birthday they also got a cute birthday outfit that I took pictures of them in - a ‘3’ shirt, white leggings with silver stars on them, and adorable little tutus that will be great for when they start taking ballet (I’ve got them signed up for a class in the new year).  They also got a cute sweatshirt and bottoms from my parents, a whole bunch if Peppa Pig (and family, and friends!) figurines, Disney character mini figurines (101 Dalmations, and Princesses), and lots of new pairs of undies.  Oh, and the new Cinderella movie on DVD. And how could I forget, their favourite gift of all were nightgowns with The Little Mermaid on them from their Daddy! (They wore them as dresses for 2 days straight and wouldn't even take them off to pick Andrew up from school!)

They seemed to really enjoy their day, and kept mentioning how they’re THREE now, and not babies.  ‘I’m a big guwl, Mommy!’  So cute.

I wish we’d done more on their special day, but at the same time I knew they were happy with what we did do, and I also felt OK with it knowing that on Saturday we’d be having their big party with lots of family attending.  Who knew that by Friday night I’d be totally congested and feeling sick……..

Andrew caught a cold the second week of school, and both girls got it.  It was more just a sniffly cold, nothing too serious, and James and I miraculously managed to avoid it.  (I started taking Oil of Oregano in pill form and swear it helped stave off the germs for me!)  But then about a week later Andrew caught ANOTHER bug and this one included a nasty cough.  But NO ONE ELSE GOT IT and I should have known it was too good to be true.  It’s just too bad that it waited till their birthday party eve to hit us.  I was feeling flu-like and had a severe headache, but pushed myself and got the house completely cleaned and tidied and sent James off to the store for all the groceries for the party.  The cake had been ordered and paid for (at Dairy Queen) a few weeks in advance.  As far as I knew, we were going ahead with it, and I was just going to keep myself at a bit of a distance and pray that no one would catch what I had.  (Andrew still had his cough but he’d had it for so long that people were willing to come to the party despite it).  But everything fell apart around 11pm.

I literally JUST finished doing all the chores and felt like I had everything done that I could possibly do to be ready for the party till morning.  I sat down on the couch, got cozy under a blanket and put an ice pack on my head and laid back...and then Margaret woke up screaming and crying.  Seriously, it’s like she has a radar for when Mommy relaxes.  It’s just plain not allowed!  So I ran up and immediately could tell it wasn’t like her usual wake ups at night, she was scrunching her face and I knew that look - she was coming down with something and feeling miserable from it.  It took me 10 minutes to console her, and I went back downstairs and literally JUST sat back down and had the ice pack to my head when I heard

Drip, drip, DRIP! behind me….

My first thought was seriously THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!  This seriously can’t be happening!!!!!

I turned my head and saw water dripping all over the little shelf in the upper part of our living room.  The ceiling was leaking, from the bathtub right above.


So it was 11:30 at night the night before the birthday party, we were coming down with a cold, and the goddam ceiling was leaking.  Pretty much on autopilot I went and turned off the water main under the stairs.  This is literally the NINTH leak we have had since we moved in here at the end of January 2013.  NINTH.  Which if you ask me is insane and totally not OK.

In the morning I knew right away there was no way we could go ahead with the party.  I was feeling absolutely wretched, Margaret was sick, Emily had it, too, and of course Andrew was still barking away.  Not to mention no water, which would mean no toilet or sink and nearly 15 people at our house.  Not the best combo!!

So I sent out the apologetic text to everyone that the party was off, though I’m sure everyone was happy to not be risking the germs, as last year Margaret caught a sniffle 5 minutes into their birthday party and at least 4 people ended up with a cold that lasted several weeks as a result!  Clearly October is a terrible month to have a birthday.

At 10am I called management (who luckily is generally available on Saturdays...because our leaks ALWAYS seem to happen on the weekend…) and she said a plumber would be over around 6-7pm.  At least we had an idea of when it would be, but what a long time to wait without water.  We cheated and put it on at times and then turned it off asap, because we couldn’t flush the toilet otherwise and #1 isn’t a big deal for that but with all the kids doing #2s on the toilet now, that’s not something we’re going to let linger!!  I had an absolute migraine and after giving James a short break I ended up having to go back to bed.  I didn’t get much sleep but the rest I had helped my head a lot, so at least I wasn’t in as much agony.  My cousin had stopped by with some cute hats she knit for the girls and I felt like I wasn’t able to visit at all, though she wasn’t really wanting to stay near all our germs for long anyway!

During the girls’ nap James and I decided we may as well go ahead with having a little party for them on our own, even though the guests wouldn’t be joining us.  My parents had to drop the cake off in the afternoon, and our plan for making room for it in the freezer was to make all the appies we’d bought for the party, so we ended up making a bunch of them and used the Minnie Mouse party supplies we’d bought, and just as everything was ready the girls got up and we had a little toast to them with some ‘Kid champagne’ as Andrew likes to call it (which in actuality is sparkling apple juice!) Then my parents came over with the cake, so they risked getting our germs and had some snacks and then the cake with us (which was really cute, with 2 little Minnie Mouse faces on it, it was simple but I’m happy with how it turned out, and who doesn’t love DQ ice cream cake, or is that just us?!)

The girls got dressed up in their adorable dresses that my sil got them for Christmas last year, and we took some cute pictures of them outside in their outfits, completed, of course, with their new black fancy shoes that they LOVE to clomp around in every chance they get!

At a little before 8pm, the plumber FINALLY showed up to change the leaky pipes (which still isn't fixed completely but it's getting there), and a little after that (while he was still here) a neighbour friend of ours from a few doors down came over with his daughter for some ice cream cake.  The girls were so excited to have them over that there was NO WAY they were staying in bed (and it was too noisy with the plumber there anyway) so they didn’t go to bed till about 9:30pm, and Andrew a little after that!  It was a big day, but even though there was some initial disappointment over the party being cancelled, I think the girls enjoyed that they were getting spoiled again after already having their actual birthday.  We gave them a few more presents, that we’d saved for the party - some clothes, socks, and little magnetic dress up dolls for the fridge.  I thought they might be disappointed since it was mainly just clothes and the dress up doll thing was just a little thing from the dollar store, but as they were opening it all up Emily threw up her hands in delight and said, ‘Look at all this stuff!’  It was really sweet.  And both on their actual birthday AND their party day, Margaret kept saying, ‘This is the best birthday EVO (‘ever’ in her language!), thank you Mommy!’ :)

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

A low key but happy Thanksgiving after all

Thanksgiving has come and gone, and while it wasn’t the greatest weekend ever (see my last post), we ended up having a really nice Thanksgiving evening yesterday with my parents.  James made the Tofurkey (I don’t know why, but it’s become his tradition to take charge of that!) and he roasted yams and red onions with it.  It was SO delicious, and while I’m not always the biggest fan of yams, these ones were so good I’m thinking I just might want to start buying them more often.  He also made the Brussels sprouts.  I made a butternut squash casserole that turned out really yummy, mashed potatoes and gravy, carrots and parsnips, creamed corn, and my mom made her delish stuffing.  There was also of course black and green olives, cranberry sauce, and also sliced beets.  It was a huge feast!  I was STARVING before we dug in and then after a few bites I felt stuffed already.  I ate way too fast and I have no idea how I found room for the pumpkin pie and strawberry cheesecake that my parents brought but somehow I did, AND washed it all down with a cup of tea.  I felt like I was going to explode by that point, but it was such a good meal, and I love that tonight we’ll be having a second feast with the leftovers!  What could I be more thankful for than not having to cook tonight!

We had a great visit with my parents, which ended with lots of laughter.  Andrew was super cute and quite clingy with my dad last night.  He wanted to know all about his childhood, and all the mischief he got into when he was a little boy!  It was really sweet how he was all cuddled up to his papa.  The girls were really good, too, and I loved that they all LOVED the Tofurkey, and asked for second and third helpings of it.  That was a proud vegetarian mommy moment for sure!

I can’t believe today is the girls’ last day as two year olds.  It’s just crazy to me that my BABIES are turning THREE tomorrow.  They know it’s their birthday soon so they got up this morning saying, ‘I’m not a baby anymore, I’m a big girl!’ and it’s so true.  They’re so grown up, learning more and more each day, and they’re truly little girls now.  I’ll still call them my babies, because they ARE my babies, but wow...three already.  Time’s flying by too fast!

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Four years ago, my life changed forever

Thanksgiving.  To me the very essence of the holiday is supposed to promote gratefulness, happiness, family, and love.  I’m not saying that I’m not a thankful person, but Thanksgiving is unfortunately the most difficult time of the year for me.

It’s so hard to believe that tomorrow it will have been FOUR WHOLE YEARS since my miscarriage.  Four years!  Despite all that has happened since, including giving birth to the two most beautiful girls in the world just six minutes apart a year later, it feels in some ways like it happened just yesterday.

People said it would get easier, that with time I’d gain closure and be able to move on.  And, yes, it has gotten easier in the sense that I don’t cry about it all the time, and I don’t have flashbacks nearly as often as I did in the first year after it happened.  But I still think about it just about every day, not in a dwelling sort of way, but in the sense that it’s there, it never quite goes away.  Nor should it, it’s not that I want to forget.  It’s just...I wish I could have actually gained the closure that unfortunately isn’t possible.

Not being able to ever have the answers for why it happened, for what went wrong, and for why it had to end in the way it did (read: self-flushing toilets are evil, and every time I’m forced to use a public restroom I have to think hard to prevent myself from having a panic attack - for serious.  I don’t see that ever changing).  

I don’t tend to talk about it anymore for the most part, I mean, what is there to say, right?  Nothing about it can change, and I’ve gone over every minute detail already!  But the other night I was chatting with James and it came up in conversation with regards to Thanksgiving coming up.  My parents were invited to go over to my bro and sil’s for dinner on Sunday...Which is the 11th...Which is the fateful ‘anniversary’ day...And it made me think about it again.  I felt like I couldn’t breathe properly, as it made me think about how we were at my bro and sil’s celebrating Thanksgiving four years ago, when in my heart I really began to think something was truly wrong...and the next day it felt like my entire world was crumbling apart.

When I talked about it with James the other night, I had to fight back tears, and may have let a few drop.  I could have just let them flow, but I wasn’t in the mood to take it that far.  It was there, though.  The feelings.  The sadness.  The sense of loss, and the inability to understand it.  I can never gain closure, and that just kills a part of me every time I think about it, to know in my heartest of hearts that I literally will never, EVER get over what happened.  I know I could have been through much worse, I KNOW that, and ultimately I am very lucky.  I don’t mean for it to sound like it’s the worst possible thing anyone has ever gone through.  But it’s all relative, because it’s MY worst thing, and it really was very tragic for me.  

Yet had I not lost that baby, I would not have Margaret and Emily.  I would not be a ‘Mom Of Multiples.’  How could the world keep spinning without my two precious girls?!  How could I ever have been fully happy if I hadn’t had THEM?!!  I know I wouldn’t know any different, but part of me goes back to something I’ve always at least wanted to believe: that everything happens for a reason.

Knowing what I know now, of course I couldn’t go back in time and change anything, because it would mean not having my twin girls.  And I just couldn’t change that.  I love them SO much, and even though it was never our plan to have 3 kids, especially to have two-at-once...this truly is the perfect outcome.  My boy and my two girls.  It’s an adventure for sure, and an amazing one.  An exhausting, pull-my-hair-out, sometimes I just wanted to scream (most days I just want to scream), crazy, glorious ride, with my 3 awesome kids.  They do drive me completely bonkers, but I also love them more than anything in the universe and would literally do anything for them.

I just can’t get over the sadness I feel for the baby I lost.  Still seeing the image in my mind of that helpless little body, that PERFECT little being aside from the fact that it was unable to survive, for a reason I’ll never know.  Having it whisked away from me so suddenly, just as I was reaching out to hold him or her, to find out if I was expecting a boy or a girl.  To never know who that little person would have been.  To not be able to give him or her a name, because I didn’t know the sex, and it never felt right to give them a unisex name because it’s not what I’d have wanted to choose.  I had a baby that I loved with all my heart, but will never, ever know.  It’s sad.

And this time of year reminds me of that sadness.  And makes me feel like pushing Thanksgiving away, because it’s not a time when I feel particularly thankful.  Yes, of course, I’m grateful for what I have, and I KNOW I have an abundance, I KNOW I am lucky, I KNOW I have a wonderful life.  I do know that there is much for me to be thankful for, and because I do have three innocent children who deserve beautiful family traditions to hold close to their own hearts throughout their lives, I am sure to not let the way I’m feeling inside destroy the holiday for them.  They have no idea that it’s a particularly hard time of year for me.  And I wouldn’t expect them to.  

So even though I can’t help but have these feelings, and most likely always will this time of year, I also want to remind myself of all that I have.  And we will enjoy our Thanksgiving celebrations on Monday the 12th with family, and the splendour that is Tofurkey!

Saturday, October 03, 2015

Family game night

Today my nana and aunt came over to visit from Nanaimo.  They always bring a bag load of goodies for the kids, and this time one of the things my nana had got for Andrew was the game Uno.  It’s some sort of special edition with extra game pieces (I can’t remember what it’s called right now) that add another dimension to the game.  I’ve actually wanted to own the game Uno for YEARS but for some reason just never got around to buying it.  My nana was thrilled to bits when I told her that I’d always wanted that game, and that on our summer trip to Parksville the townhouse we stayed at had it and Andrew loved it too and wanted to get it.  So that was definitely a huge hit.  Andrew basically played the game the whole rest of the day, with everyone at the get together, and then even by himself if no one was able to play with him.  A little before the girls’ bedtime James got a fire going in the fireplace, and after the girls went to bed, he and Andrew and I played several rounds before it was Andrew’s bed time.  

It was really fun to sit around by the fire and play a game.  Pre-kids James and I LOVED playing board and card games together, it was one of our favourite things to do.  I love that Andrew is old enough to get into a lot of different games now, and I’d say after this year when he’s reading a lot more on his own, there will be so many more games we’ll be able to play together.  I’m dying to break out Scattergories again!!  There are a few games we have that Margaret and Emily will be able to start playing soon, too, given that they’ll be 3.  I do want to hold onto my babies and keep them small a little longer, I’m so not ready for them to be all grown up like they’re getting, but at the same time I really do look forward to all the fun things we’ll be able to do together as they get a bit older, and playing games as a family is definitely one of them!

Friday, October 02, 2015

Shopping with twins, and Halloween decorating

When I only had Andrew I feel like I took him out so much more than the twins, I guess just by the nature of only having one little one to be accountable for, instead of 3.  And even when Andrew’s not with me, taking 2 little ones out at the same age is not without its challenges, and in earlier stages of their lives felt literally impossible.  Because of this, I feel like there are some pretty basic outings that the girls have never, or at least very rarely, experienced.

For example, they've literally only been to the mall a handful of times.  And I could lose a few fingers and still count on that hand how many times they’d been!  And almost all of those times would have included going to get their picture with Santa, which shouldn’t even count!  Yesterday, after stopping by someone’s house in New West to buy them some cute little dresses for when they’re a bit older (they’re size 5T so definitely big right now!) and realizing Hume Park was a no-go because it was all dewy and unusable, I decided to take the girls to the mall.  It wasn’t actually open yet, because we’d headed out right after dropping Andrew off at school, but Walmart was open so we went there first and checked out their Halloween section.

I love how the girls don’t have to be in a cart anymore, and I sold the stroller last week so we literally don’t even own a stroller anymore, which is AMAZING!  What a sign of our children growing up!!  It’s nice to be able to take the girls out and not have to think about bringing so much stuff along.  We went and looked at the Halloween stuff, and then I told them I wanted to get them some fancy shoes for when they’re dressed up, and of course they were ALL over that!  They love dresses and shoes and, apparently, dress shoes!!  We looked at Walmart first, and I figured we’d look around a bit more in the mall, but they found what they wanted there so we got them.  Size 8 with little kitten heels, which is RIDICULOUS considering that the highest heel I’ve ever worn in my life was a kitten heel, and I was 11!  LOL  But they seemed to walk in them fine right off the bat and they’re really super cute.  They’re black with little silver, sparkly dots, and a silver bow at the toes.  If they were red, they’d look like little Dorothy shoes from the Wizard of Oz.  So cute!  

When we left the store to head into the mall, which by this time had just opened, Emily insisted on carrying the bag with the shoes in them, even though I could tell it was a bit of a struggle for her after a while.  She was just so excited, she had to carry them!  We went and looked in a few stores for dresses for them to wear on their birthday, but when I picked out a super frilly, adorable fuschia pink dress that I was SURE they would love and said they could get it, Margaret said, ‘Put it back, Mommy.  I don’t need it.  I have dresses at home!’  Emily agreed, and that was that.  LOL!  I was fine with saving the money if they didn’t want a new dress, so luckily I do have a ‘3’ shirt I bought from Old Navy ages ago, with cute silver star leggings to match, and a few days ago I went to Sears and got them little tutus that can go over top, so they’ve got a special birthday outfit anyway.  And if they change their mind and want to really dress up, it’s true, they probably do have something fancy they can put on!

Today after school I got snacks prepared into little plastic bowls for each of the kids, piled them into the car (after everyone went to the bathroom, which is mandatory before we leave the house now that everyone’s potty trained!) and let them eat while I drove to Dollarama to check out the Halloween stuff there.  Which made me realize that I have NEVER taken the girls to the dollar store before!  Andrew LOVES little outings to the dollar store, just him and I, and yet I’ve never taken the girls.  Although I quickly realized why that’s a good thing once we got there, because of course they fell in love with everything and wanted it all!  They each got to pick out two things.  Andrew got a little Lego-type army figurine, and a ball and chain Halloween item.  Margaret kept picking things out and then putting them back, but settled on a skeleton head on a stake (for the yard but of course she just wants to carry it around!) and a cotton candy flavoured lollipop.  And Emily...oh, Emily!  She was just the cutest ever with her purchase.  She had originally picked out a little black cat stuffed animal, but then she saw this little barbie type doll with different hair and clothing that clips on so you can give her several different styles.  I wish I could have captured the look on her face when she saw it, took it off the rack, and realized that she could actually get it.  It was SO priceless, there was just no way I could say no because the way she reacted to it was just so sweet she HAD to have it!  The way she carried it to the till and out to the car actually melted my heart!  It turned out that the plastic outfit pieces are pretty hard to actually clip on the doll so she needs a lot of help with it, but as Andrew said, ‘It’s still pretty good for a dollar store item!’  LOL

Yesterday we decorated outside for Halloween, not 100% but pretty close.  I’d wanted to wait but people in the neighbourhood started in the last week of September (which seemed a bit crazy to me!) so I felt like we had to because Andrew kept asking why other people had decorations out and we didn’t.  I picked up some super cool colour changing spider lights today and those are the best addition ever!  I LOVE having lights up for Halloween now, since Xmas lights are one of my favourite things ever, so now for the month of October we also have cool lights to enjoy!

The inside of our house is of course decorated, too.  I love how much the kids are into it, it’s definitely the funnest holiday in my books!  

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