Thursday, August 27, 2009
Her many stomachs
EvieG has compartmentalized her tummy. A healthy dinner of rice noodles with fresh tomatoes, black olives, black beans in olive oil did not cut it for her. She declared herself full after a few bites.
If she did not eat my great dinner, then there would be no dessert. That is the rule.
EvieG: I'm full. I don't like those red things.
DDM: Well then I guess there will be no ice cream topped with fresh blueberries for you!
EvieG: But that part of my tummy is not full!
DDM: What part of your tummy? You say you are full!
EvieG: The dinner part of my tummy is full. My tummy has lots of differents parts that get filled. The ice cream part is still empty! It's over here. The dinner part is on this side.
DDM: Oh ya? Are there other parts? Tell me.
EvieG: Well, I have the breakfast part and the lunch part. They have been filled up today.
DDM: Interesting! Are there more parts to your stomach?
EvieG: Yep. There is the cake part and the muffin part. There is one for crackers too.
DDM: Is there one for vegetables?
EvieG: No. That one is full all the time.
It's a good thing she doesn't have to chew her cud with all those stomachs. That would be a right awful, constant cocktail of carbs. And she would get her veggies all day long. No need for a multi-vitamin!
All's I'm sayin's all.
Labels: EvieG
Monday, August 24, 2009
Clicking her heels three times is far easier
EvieG is on a quest for Pixie dust. She knows that this is a mandatory part of flying. This is her fuel and she needs a good sprinkling in order to take flight with her new BFFs Peter Pan and Tinkerbell.  While en route to Grandma's and Grandpa's, EvieG decided she would like to go to Neverland. And not the one in California. She wants the one on the second star to the right. She wants to confront Captain Hook and play with the Lost Boys. She wants to hang out with Peter Pan and Tinkerbell. She says she believes. And that she can think of happy thoughts in order to fly. She thinks of reindeer. Me? My happy thoughts? Besides a cold beer on a patio somewhere, I am afraid mine are not suitable for this blog at this time.
EvieG has been communicating with Peter Pan. Via letter. She left a note taped to her window for him. It read:
To Peter pan
Bring Tink hier Put Tink in a jare Love you Thank you
There is a picture of Tinkerbell locked in a jar like a firefly in a mason jar with holes punched in its metal lid. EvieG clearly does not realize the no-BS-kind-of-attitude of this wee fairy. Nothing will keep her away from Peter Pan and I am sure EvieG would have to suffer her powerful wrath if she pulled any fast ones on her. At least EvieG was kind enough to make two teeny weeny little books for her to read while in solitary confinement. How thoughtful.
Peter Pan responded on the window with the Crayola window writing markers left in the house by Auntie Vee. He wrote:
Hi EvieG!!! Thanks for the note. I will take the books back to Tink. Tink will not be back to the Mainland until the winter. She says hi.
See you soon! PP :)
EvieG was ecstatic to find this note on her window and part of the banana eaten that she had left out. She was also disappointed that Tinkerbell was not left in a jar.
All she wanted to do was use Tink for her fairy dust to fly. Is that too much to ask? Tink would be and is probably already on to her. Using her for her dust and keeping her trapped like Gargamel keeps the little Smurfs trapped so they can lead him back to to the village is undeniably strategic. Although EvieG has only good intentions in her alchemy.
EvieG being the determined child that she is, was not done with this matter. She responded to Peter Pan with another note the following night. It read:
to Peter Pen jump on my bed Be cuse i want to Go to never land i never bine there Befor. Love EvieG xoxoxoxo xoxoxoxo
She must have thought that a few jumps on her mattress might catapult her to Neverland. She obviously does not have the mattress that can support a bouncing bowling ball with full glasses of red wine on the other side.
EvieG has watched Peter Pan a few times now and last night she watched Hook with Robin Williams and Julia Roberts. She loved it. This only fueled her desires even more. She thinks she can fly if she believes.
Now what?
One last note from her dashing, young friend. It read:
Hi EvieG!
I will take you to Neverland for a great adventure in your dreams. We can play all night and you will wake up in your own bed in the morning. See you in your dreams, PP :)
When she first read it, she only saw the I will take you to Neverland for a great adventure. She was elated. I told her to read on. Her face grew longer as she pronounced each word. Trying to make her understand that he will come and they will fly together in her dreams was challenging. But she is still trying to figure out a way to fly.
She went down the stairs in a cardboard box today. I gave her points for being inventive.
We watched The Wizard of Oz. I am trying to convince her that it is far more efficient if she gets a sharp pair of sparkly, red flats and clicks the heels three times. Who needs to fly when you can get from A to B instantly?
Forget glitter. Scratch off the Pixie dust from the pre-flight checklist. Add Manolo Blahnik red flats instead.
All's I'm sayin's all.
Labels: EvieG
Monday, August 17, 2009
Trip to Grandma's
We are at Grandma's this week. We had Auntie Vee and Susie visiting last week from the UK. There was the beach, the parks, pools, dancing, and playing all over. There was and is no stopping.
We packed up Sunday and headed for a few days in our old town with both sets of grandparents.
We went to the beach today. The Wee Ladies played hard. It is 7:30 and they are all out like lights. Bliss.
I apologize for not blogging lately. I can hardly keep up with my emails. But I am glad we are all having so much fun even though I am ready for bed too and it is this early.
EvieG is back on track and has been extra lovely after we came to a head last week. Spark Plug is rather enjoying her swimming and collecting rocks and shells. The Destroyer was doing acrobatics at the park. No joke. She was climbing over the bridge of monkey bars and then swinging down through and letting herself drop to the ground. You know she will be the kid to do something like skydiving, and then tell me after it all happens. She will start with, "Well, Mom, I have good news and bad news. The good news I am alive and unharmed. The bad news is that I just free climbed 5 storeys."
I am off to have a shower and read smutty magazines. I don't even have enough energy to have a beer.
I am okay with this because I can proudly say that I have officially worn my kids and I out. And every is happy. This is really what it is all about.
All's I'm sayin's all. Labels: Family, Fun
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Energy suckers
I am shattered. Tired. Exhausted. With EvieG home again this week after two fun-filled weeks at camp, she is not only testing me regularly, but is running me ragged physically and emotionally.
It is amazing to me how much kids pick up and learn from other kids. She has been behaving out of character at times and I know she is copying and repeating what she has heard and seen. It is driving me crazy. She has spent some time in her room the last couple of days and lost special privileges. She has been told to wipe the smug look off her face.
She is also starting to ask lots of questions. More so than ever before. Questions regarding death and guns. She has been around a lot of boys lately who are a couple of years older. They played some game called Mafia... which is a modern version of Duck, Duck, Goose or I Wrote a Letter to My Love... I am thinking about my responses, how to approach these subjects, what to say in and how to say it in simple terms so she will understand.
After many discussions and being outside playing all day, I am shattered. This will be the second night I am in bed by 8:30.
She is 6. She is the first. I have 2 more to go through this. Will I make it? Or will I be in bed by 6:00 by the time the other 2 Wee Ladies get to this stage?
All's I'm sayin's all. Labels: EvieG
Friday, August 7, 2009
Christmas Lights
B ackground: While we are away on our annual family holiday to northern Ontario, we make a point of noticing all the houses in town that have Christmas lights up all year long. We can realistically say that close to 50% of all homes have decorations edging the eaves troughs. And all varieties too. Icicle lights, multi-coloured LED mini-bulbs, and regular large bulbs. This habit of pointing out Christmas lights has transferred into our everyday car travels now. And beyond.
 The Wee Ladies point out and holler at the top of their lungs, "Christmas lights!" every time they see them and on a variety of buildings. Houses obviously, but also local bars who display their nighttime twinklers to entice their patrons, storefronts, restaurants, and even trees.
It was today that the Christmas lights shenanigans were taken to another level.
While at the beach, Spark Plug was busy making Cinderella's castle with Snow White's digs next door. They were even lined with stones and sticks. It was quite remarkable really and she has taken her castle-making abilities to a place where The Destroyer is no longer smashing them. I think she knows that if she so-help-her-soul even breathed near them, she would lose her head.
While Spark Plug was decorating her castles, The Destroyer grabbed her yellow pail. Still with a bit of sand in the bottom, she put the bucket on her head, its white handle serving as a chin strap. Sand lining her eyebrows, nostrils, and lips, she looked at me with her biggest gap-toothed grin and shouted, "Christmas lights!"
I buckled over in laughter.
She then proceeded to repeat this act with the pink pail, followed by the green pail. There was a fine layer of sand covering her face.
Spark Plug giggling, tossed her the blue pail to finish off the line of colours.
Her mind clearly on the side of someone's house, thought for a minute that she would make a perfect Christmas light. And she did a perfect impression as she stood straight, still, and with a sparkle in her eyes.
Who knew she would be method acting at the age of 2?
A bright light she is.
All's I'm sayin's all.
PS Congrats to L.C. for winning the Ni Hao, Kai-Lan DVD! Thanks to all who entered to win! More contests coming up! Keep checking back!
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Labels: Spark Plug, The Destroyer
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I have been better, thanks.
I have been feeling down and out the past week.
To refresh, we got home from our holiday and I somehow managed to bring back a kidney/urinary tract infection.
Long story short- infection, pain, emergency at hospital, antibiotics, sun burn due to meds, yeast infection, done. A week later I retested only to be told all was well.
Well, all is not well.
I have been wanting to pee constantly, bladder never feels empty, sharp side pain, kidney pain.
This sucks.
So, I go to the doctor tomorrow to get it all looked at AGAIN. I have had everything from MS to ovarian cancer in my head. Kidney stones are a more likely answer. I am a bit of a worrier. I have had myself in the Marble Orchard many times. I think I need therapy. I am amazed at the horrible things I concoct in my head when I am not in the best of health. Is this what motherhood does to us? Our minds think of these crazy things to cope? Because no one could cope without me- again, a thing I have in my mind. MAN! Or is it I am just a hypochondriac?
Anyway, many apologies for not being online. Once I have this thing figured out and I am out and about to get some better material, I will be back online.
I am tired.
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All's I'm sayin's all.
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