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Cackle Cackle.

Dressing up my kids in cute little person clothes- awesome fun.
Dressing up my kids in costumes for Halloween or birthdays or random Tuesdays- even more awesome fun.
I love make believe.
I even learned how to sew so that I could make some ninja turtle costumes for my friends at work.

And then it just went downhill from there. You see, my mom used to always make us our Halloween costumes and they were creative and original and freaking awesome.  I always wanted to do that too. Hence the sewing machine and sudden super seamstressness.
But no, I got lazy and started ordering costumes online.   I have brought out the sewing machine again and have started experimenting with my basic techniques.  I did make our (Husband and I) costumes for Will's b'day but still find it easier ordering for Willis.
Past Halloweens:


When Will was 3 months old he was a crying dolphin.  We didn't do anything special that year. He hated Halloween.
Year 1.3  is when I amped up the creativity.  He w…

Pumpkin

Celebrations and Holidays don't go by unnoticed in our house.  That's why, when pumpkin carving season comes around, we gather friends and family around the table for a good supper and then we carve.  Patterns of all difficulty levels are shared and artists are made.  This pumpkin carving feast has quickly become one of my favourite activities of the year.  Isn't that how traditions are made?  Here's a look at our carvings of the past and then of course from this year.




Things I wouldn't want to do without

High thread count bedsheets and puffy duvets.
Chocolate of all sorts.
Christmas decorations.
Hot showers & bubble baths.
Music.
Nail polish.
Garlic.
Broadway musicals in New York City.
More cowbell.
Comedies on TV.
Feel good movies.
Love Actually.
All things baseball or fastball or softball. 
My husband's sweat pants and sweaters.
A cold beer on a hot evening or a glass of red on a chilly night.
A good book.
Friends that you can call family and family that you can call friends.
My son's sense of humour and my daughter's huge smiles.
A hot coffee by the fireplace.
Love.

The first snow!

I love having kids simply for the fact that it lets me feel young every single day.  When life is kicking my ass, I just have to go chill with my little boy and lose myself in play-doh shapes, massive forts, superhero jumping games or wrestling matches.
I love that everything is new and interesting to him.  Frequently are we found talking about the seasons, the upcoming holidays, the important people in our lives.  So when the first snow fall started last night, you can bet we had our noses glued to the windows, watching the flakes fall.  Sure it wasn't that "calm evening, big snowflake, make you want to break into Christmas song" type of snow, but rather a "windy, blizzardy, I can't see my sidewalk" type of mess, but we still soaked it all up.
Willis was so pumped to wear his new snowsuit and he wanted to do it all: shovel, make snow angels, build a snow man, make some snow balls...the list went on. That boy loves life!  In the end our blissful first snow …

Girls will be girls

Back in grade 8 I had a couple of different groups of friends.  I was either hanging out with my BFF at the time, Jenn or with my ringette bestie, Jyl.  Now you have to remember that we were girls and our particular current girl group at that time switched between besties as fast as my hair colour changes. Which is often.
Anyway, Jyl and I were obsessed with a certain hockey team and even more with certain hockey players. Whatever. We were boy crazy.  We would sit in her basement and watch a homemade hockey video over and over and then over again. We had it by memory.  I can distinctly remember ever detail of that video.  There was one part in particular that struck me and stuck with me, but I really have no clue what place it had in a sports video. But alas, it became my anthem.  That Cmas, Jenn gave me a simple plague with that particular poem printed on it.  I still have it to this day and it sits on my kitchen window where I can glance at it when I'm doing dishes, or getting a…

Sigh.

I made it. Another week of single parenting done.  The husband is happily home to his little family and I can relax again. There are so many things that I take for granted when there are two of us.  Like the ability to have a shower and not rush through it and forget to wash out the shampoo, or just having a bubble bath at the end of the day without having to jump out 3.5 minutes in because Lucia is up. AGAIN.
Nightime sleep is not happening in this house.  Lucia is up every 1.5-2 hours and the longest stretch of sleep I've had in the past 2 weeks is 3 hours. Not too fun.  It's really starting to wear on me.
Now I could choose to whine and complain and let it consume my life, but I really don't want to be that person.  I know it'll pass.  There will be hours of sleep to come and then my little girl will be all grown up and won't need me or won't want to cuddle me, so really, I should just embrace this and live it.  Thanks Sara for reminding me!
With the husband…

Blahday

Today was one of those "should've had a beer before noon hit" type of days, which eventually turned into a "oops, I ate an entire bag of mini aeros that were meant for Halloween" day and by the time supper rolled around it had become a "why do I have to wait until bedtime to forget about today via a nice bottle glass of wine" day.
Oi.
If I had a superhero cape to help me get through the fussiness from a freshly immunized and fevered baby, I would've worn it.  And if I could find my magical fairy dust that helps little boys nap, and keeps them from going batty with crankiness,  I definitely would've dipped in.
But alas, it was just me against the world.
On days like this when the husband is working away, far away in Toronto, I need to dig deep and find creative ways to get through the long hours, especially on days like today when the crazy level in our house is turned up a couple notches.
So we stay in our pajamas and don't leave the house…

Projects

My husband has me figured out. Damn.

 I'm a doer, often multitasking many projects.....but alas, my list is dwindling.  Actually, there are many things I still want to accomplish on this mat leave, but they don't interest me as much, so they're taking a backseat until winter arrives.  It's my fun tasks that are few and far between.  Things like: video editing friend's weddings, photo shopping projects, paintings or house decorating.  I'm starting to get the itch, like I'm needing to take something on.  So husband says one day: "You always have something going on, you'll never not have something"   It makes sense.  I get bored when I don't have something to think about.  My creative mind needs amusement, so for the past couple nights while Lucia decided not to sleep, I thought and I thought and then I thought some more, because really, what else can you do at 2, 4, 5 and 6 ams?  This is what I decided: I'm going to focus on one area of …

Sleep? What sleep?

I'm running on low right now. No sleep for me = no energy.  You know that feeling?  When the eyelids feel like they are glued to your eyeballs and you're pretty sure you look like a gorilla skulking around because your limbs feel so heavy? And the only thing you want is coffee and more coffee because you're pretty sure that you'll fall asleep while making lunch.
My voice is so scratchy right now that it sounds like I've been on a 8 day bender, like the good old days in Quebec.
Not too sure what's up with Lucia right now...growth spurt? gas? mad at me?  Who knows. But what I do know is that I'm no up to another night of seeing 10, 12, 2, 4, 6, 6:30 ams. That's way too many wake ups for me.  This is the part of having two kids that I feared the most: being run down and still having enough energy to keep up with Will.  But, I'm getting better at it.  I know that my worst hour is bedtime and I that get super testy if Will is pushing the limits.  But I a…

Giving thanks.

As I sit here, cuddled up on the couch with my little family, the fireplace is warming the crisp autumn evening while we enjoy our weekly family movie night. I realize that I probably spend most of the movie time watching sweet Willis as he cozies up to his Daddy and hides behind his blanket during the opening scenes of Monsters Inc. And if I'm not gazing at him, in awe, I then find myself with my eyes locked on the beautiful features of Lucia's little face as she sleeps peacefully in my arms. All this after a weekend spent with a truly wonderful family and I can't help but be in love with my life & all my blessings.

And of course there's a video that proves it.
Amen to that.


Thanksgiving 2010 from Dee on Vimeo.

R.I.P landline

Remember when it cost like 8 gazillion dollars to make a long distance call?  I sure do.  When you are a socialite wannabe like I was growing up, the landline was my lifeline.  My BFF and I would talk for HOURS after school, driving my mom c.r.a.z.y.
And that was before call waiting.

Well, husband and I made a big decision, a big decision for me anyway. We cut the landline.
Gasp.

Really, it didn't make any sense keeping a landline around when we had fully functional cell phones as well.  Sure, my cell doesn't have all the bells and whistles that hubby has on his blinking, 1995 flashy cell phone model, but it works.

I was concerned that it'd be  weird not having a home base, but it's not at all and I didn't have to go to a support group.  Nope, now I can turn my phone off very easily, whenever I want and not be disturbed during those precious naps.  And, I don't have to worry about missing any important phone calls because my trusty phone comes with me everywher…

When it rains....

I should've known that when he was doing "nothing" in his room, with the door closed that it was going to be trouble, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt.  So when it was getting long and he was still doing "nothing", I decided to check on him.
Not what I expected.
Come on markers, crayons, butt cream, lotion. Anything.  But Poop?? Dark, thick diarrhea streaming down his legs, onto the carpet and me.  Oh, and he wasn't wearing underwear. Seriously?  Poor boy didn't know what hit him and had no clue why he couldn't control it. He was so confused and what was a big, gross, disgusting mess turned into a teachable moment by Super Mom!
And just like that, the mess is cleaned up, the little boy not embarrassed and confused anymore. All in one day.
Nope. Because today was a new day, a brilliant, beautiful new day with just Mom and sweet girl at home.  A sweet girl who innocently posed for the camera during tummy time and then decided that BAM, it was a…

Looking for Narnia

While Lucia was snoozing happily in her swing, Willis and I took the opportunity to do some work in the basement this morning.  Although our basement isn't quite complete yet, I've been looking to do some organizing in the guest room as it was getting out of hand with stuff.  I was hoping that clearing the clutter will help when it comes time to finishing the little jobs that are left.  Willis is a fantastic helper; he gets right in there with me and isn't scared  to get his hands dirty.  In fact, yesterday night when we were making kahlua chocolate cheesecake, he insisted that we add peanut butter. Such a great idea!
Today's job wasn't as exciting for Will as beaters coated in chocolate, but it was great for me.  Every season change brings a shift in my wardrobe as well.  I keep my seasonal clothes upstairs in our bedroom and my out of season stuff downstairs.  It was time today to bring up all the warm sweaters, hoodies & corduroys for the fall. It was just …

Fall Fall and more Fall.

I love fall. Almost more than spring and summer and winter. Seriously, for a girl who loves change, the variety of seasons in Saskatchewan is where it's at. So I welcome fall with open arms.  I love turning on the fireplace in the morning because it's just a little cool on the toes. I love the burnt smell of leaves and the way they crunch under your feet.  I love the freshness in the air and the coziness of a cuddly sweater.  Everything about the change of season is great.  I mostly love the colours, they somehow make me take a little more time to breathe and enjoy the beauty that surrounds us every day.  I love Pumpkin Spice Lattes and decorating my house in warm shades of oranges and reds and purples and the anticipation of many weekends spent in the company of great family and friends.

So here's my homage to fall in all my favourite fall inspired photos I could find in my old and new pictures.












And then eventually, I look with anticipation to the first snowflake that wi…