WW #7- Athabasca Falls, Jasper, Alberta (Dec 10, 2008)

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Neat-o, Grammy-o! (Dec 5, 2008)

My three year old, Mackenzie, stated to me the other day, how when she grew up, I wouldn't be her mommy anymore. I assured her that I would always be her mommy, even when she was a mommy. I explained to her that my mom, her grandma 'Bickie', was still my mom, even though I am grown up. I went on to tell her how Grandma was "all grown up" and still had her mommy, which was Grandma Jeanne. "That makes Grandma Jeanne your great grandma, Mackenzie."

"Yes!", she replied with great enthusiasm. "And Grandma 'Bickie' is my neat grandma!!" ☺ ☺ ☺

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Thursday Thirteen #8 (Dec 4, 2008)

Thirteen Things I CANNOT SPELL WITHOUT SPELL CHECK 1. Scheduale Schedule 2. Definatley Definitely 3. Proffessional Professional 4. Nescisarily Necessarily 5. Anurysim Aneurysm 6. Indesisive Indecisive 7. Untill Until 8. Subordanant Subordinate 9. Calander Calender 10. Cheeze Cheese 11. Courdoroy Corduroy 12. Restaraunt Restaurant 13. Sentance Sentence

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Wordless Wednesday - Dandelion "Puff-Balls" (Dec 3, 2008)

Braden

Mackenzie & Daddy


July 2008, Merrit, BC.

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Size DOES Matter, Son. (Dec2, 2008)

Yesterday morning on the way to school, Braden tells me he knows the perfect gift he is going to get me for Christmas. He asked if I wanted to know what it was. I said no, just let it be a surprise. He said I should probably know beforehand, so I wouldn't be worried when I saw the giant truck outside the house. ???

"Braden, mommy doesn't need anything that needs to come in a giant truck. Just get me something little, or make me a story, or draw me a picture or something."

Braden smacked his forehead and said, "Well, since you don't want something big, can I tell you what it was going to be?"

"Sure, buddy. What was it going to be?"

"A HUGE, GINORMOUS, big, brand new bathtub, Mommy! Big enough for you to fit in all the way so your head AND feet can go in. All at the same time!"

"Cool, Buddy! That sounds awesome. The bathtub we have now is pretty good though."

"Yeah, but Mommy! The one I wanted to get you was going to be TWO INCHES WIDE!!"

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"It's Not Like I Called You A..." (Dec 1, 2008)

 

We all have our choice words or phrase for someone who has angered us. Whether it be "You nasty old fart", or maybe "You stupid &^%#$@ *&@^#&*%$!!". Well, My kids have found the MOST insulting term to swing at one another. It creates high blood pressure, temper tantrums, and full out hysterics. You should see how it affects the kids, too.

Are you ready? Are you prepared for the nastiest comeback in my household, used by a seven and three year old? Towards each other?
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Poo Poo Head

My children share a room. They don't have to. I live in a 3 bedroom house. They want to share a room. With each other. Weird.

Anyhoo, this is a scene from last night.

Me - (after tucking them in, kisses & hugs and all that other mommy stuff) "Goodnight Kenzie. Love you. Goodnight Braden. Love you. Sweet dreams you guys"

Kids - In freaky like Brady Bunch unison - "Night night Mommy. Love you too.

I smiled and walked into the living room. I settle down to fit my butt into the perfect little butt grooves my arse has already worn into my chair.

Ahhh. Kids in bed. Downstairs neighbours are quiet. Perhaps I'll do some blog hopping.

Something Someone breaks the silence.

Kenzie - Mommy. (pause) Mommy! MOMMY! Braden called me a POO POO HEAD!
(repeat this 3 times, as I try desperately to ignore it. (Hey! I was comfy!)

Braden - Nuh UH! She called ME POO POO HEAD FIRST! (pause) MOMMY! MOOOMMMMYYYYY!

Me Goodnight!! I love you!!

Kenzie - Mommy. (pause) Mommy! MOMMY! Braden called me a POO POO HEAD! A POO POO HEAD! Braden, I'm MEAN AT YOU NOW! Mooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!

Braden - Be quiet Mackenzie! You're giving me a headache! MOM-MEE!

Me - (Still calling from the living room) GOOD. NIGHT. I love you. Go to sleep. The both of you. NOW.

They continue to talk, argue actually, but they are both on their beds, and not involving me. And they aren't yelling anymore. They were trying to justify why they called each other a poo poo head. It began to get a little loud after a while. I got up and was just outside their bedroom door when I heard Braden say to his little sister in a really snotty tone, "It's not like I called you a pee pee head, you know!

In a fraction of a second I envisioned things getting really nasty. Perhaps a repeat of tattling? Yelling from the bedroom? My head exploding?

Nope.

What happened next was stunned silence. Mackenzie contemplated for a moment and said quite innocently, "A Pee Pee Head?" Then broke into a belly splitting laughter. She laughed so hard *I* started laughing. I had to run back into the living room so they didn't hear me.

If they heard me laughing at "pee pee head", I am in SO much trouble.

Tomorrow's lesson - It's not OK to call people names. Especially pee pee head, because it might make Mommy laugh.

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