He Said She Said

Documenting the ridiculousness that is our life,
one conversation at a time...

Trying to lure Jake into helping me with the laundry (a long time favorite job)
Me:  "Baby, can you please come help me with the laundry?"
Him:  "Mommy do it herself."
(this has since become a favorite phrase, along with "Mommy get it.")

While discussing Narwhales with Dr. Nails:

Me: "I didn't know that was a real animal."

Him: "Of course it's real, I think that unicorns are real too, i mean they had to come from somewhere right?"

Me: "Yeah, but Spiderman came from somewhere too, like someone's head. Are you saying you believe in unicorns?"

Him: "Well when you put it like that it doesn't sound that cool..."

Jake after throwing a dinky car at my head:

"Hello mommy, i love you, kiss"

Dr. Nails:  "I'm going to save these last 4 meatballs for later."
Me:  "And there's 3 more in the pan for you."
Him:  "Awesome, that makes 5."
Me:  "um, ok..."

Jake when the lego's wouldn't co-operate, throws one against the wall in a fit of rage:
 "f#*! it"  (Whoopsie)

I don't think this requires any words:

Thank God one of them can't talk yet....

3 Months

Dear Emmitt,

This is all happening far too quickly, wasn't it just yesterday that we met for the first time?

Things are moving much faster this time, despite my best efforts to slow it all down and drink it all in.

This month has brought many challenges amongst the joy.

There has been so much sickness: thrush and impetigo and now a nasty cold,

but somehow it just doesn't faze you in the least; your eyes still shine clear and bright

and you always seem to have a smile at the ready.

You could certainly teach your brother a thing or two about sleeping through the night,

despite everything you've been through you eat and grow and sleep and grow some more : ) 

For all of those i am thankful.

We are settling in to our new little life, you and me, jake and your daddy. (and the Hannah Dog too)

It's a cozy little life indeed...

Photo of the Week

Due to rounds of thrush, impetigo, and super snotty noses (ugh) , as well as 

photo shoots (yeay!) and an upcoming bridal show,

I have been forced to abandon the blog this past week. Sorry!

However, here i am : )

Week #46

Week #12

(they are both crappy iphone pics, but it's the best i could do this week!)

Photo of the Week

Week #45

Week #11

I can't STAND it!

This baby is the sweetest, strongest, most adorable thing i have ever laid eyes on.

Doesn't look like Mr. Big feels quite the same way...

It's 8:30am...

 I have been up for 2 and a half hours already. 

There has been no less than 2 diaper explosions; someone big went pee on the potty but forgot to
tuck it in, so pee went everywhere except in the potty;
someone little peed while being changed, peeing on the change table, me and all over himself;
I have had poop on both hands, am exhausted, and if I hear anyone yelling "naked boy! naked boy! naked boy!"
followed by "Mommy clean it" one more time....

Fast forward a few days....

Once again it is 8:30 am, 8:24 to be exact. I have had small hands touch me after said small hands have been in pee; 

i have been barfed all over, then peed on while applying lotion to someone little. 

Unfortunately I wasn't quite paying attention at this exact moment, and thus applied not just lotion but pee also.  

Don't judge me. I am easily distracted by naked boys threatening to poop.

There has already been a bath and i have 5 loads of laundry to do, two of which are from this morning alone....

And that is all before 9am. Welcome to my day..

I get slobbered on, peed on, barfed on.

I clean pee off toilet seats, poop out of carpets and unidentifiable substances out of the couch.

I do uncountable loads of laundry, clean the toilet multiple times a day,

and don't even get me started on the kitchen...

But i get this:

And it's all. completely. worth it : )

Photo of the Week

Week #44

Week #10

Ice is Nice

There are defining moments in our lives.

moments when we simply know we are where we are meant to be, doing what we are supposed to be doing.

This may, or may not, have been one of those. He is, after all, only two,

whether or not he will be the next 'sid the kid' (or even like to play hockey) is yet to be determined.

Either way, the first time out on the ice is totally a big one...

Having grown up in hockey rinks both indoor and out back in Calgary, it might have been a bit of a big deal to me.

And that doesn't begin to describe how huge this was for our dear Dr. Nails, 

who used to play hockey here when he was a kid,

and especially when the dads came out and practiced with their kids.

yup:  awwwwww : )

And there it is.

Happy Weekend!!!