I've had a hard time posting here because I've had a lot going on, I haven't been feeling myself lately, I've been sick, the kids have been sick, UrbanMummy has been sick... It's been, UGH. I took some time off of work for vacation and decided I really didn't want to go back, so I'm not! At least for now. I've taken a leave of absense.
I have been doing some other writing of sorts on a business blog and on a marriage blog and if you have any interest in keeping in touch, drop me an email / post a comment and that way as things change I can keep you in the loop. Right now I'm going to continue to post privately and find my way.
Enough babbling...
I'll still come visit!
See you soon.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
I did it!
I finally managed to break the hour mark tonight from my run. I really need to find a way to keep all that sweat out of my eyes and off my face.
Now, if I could only stop eating so much and finally start losing some weight... It's getting so bad that my children's caregiver told her friend that I was "fat" because I "never stop eating"... Nice!
Now, if I could only stop eating so much and finally start losing some weight... It's getting so bad that my children's caregiver told her friend that I was "fat" because I "never stop eating"... Nice!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Thursday Thirteen
Thirteen News Stories that have captured the attention of this UrbanDaddy...
1. Body Dumped From Car on 401 - Toronto police are questioning a woman after a bizarre attack where the body of a man who had been shot was dumped from a speeding car on Highway 401 yesterday afternoon, creating traffic mayhem. Now, news is slowly trickling out that it may not be a woman, and that the man may have been getting out as he was shot. Whatever happened, it worries a lot of people and gives a lot of wingdings some crazy ideas.
2. GM to auction off Hummer line of cars - Bout fuckin' time.
3. Kim Jong, Part 2. So some stories out of North Korea stated that their wack-job leader may have had a stroke and was in ill-health. What that means for the communist country, no one knows, but then I hear reports that this guy may have died 3 years ago and they are using body doubles that look like him to come out and wave, and they have old recordings of him they play to make it seem like he is still alive. I have but one question... Why?!? Is there no one in that whole country that can replace him? I mean if he's dead, that stiff from "Weekend at Bernie's" could do the job, no? Is this country really better with him, or the a pretend him in power? I don't know. I guess as Canadians, we kind of had that with Jean Cretien as our PM. He was there, but not really there...
4. North Korea has a massive missle launcher. So with, or without, a leader, some images from satellite's have turned up a massive missle launching base in North Korea which could be launched 4 times a year and could reach North America, I believe. I got an idea... North Korea, Iraq, Iran, the Taliban, Neo Nazi's, those chicken suicide bombers who cover their faces, and all the stupid street gangs can all go party in the mountines of Afghanistan - where Bin Laden is calling home, and all the good countries can blow the shit out of them... Make the world a better place, no?
5. The NDP lured attendees to a rally for their leader Jack Layton by misleading them into thinking that they were attending a presentation on their pensions. Nice. So the place was full there was a lot of noise and the NDP appear, on TV, that they have a ton of support. Well, forget it Jack, you will never be the PM, even if you try to make up shit about your family to impress the province of Quebec...
6. Conservatives agree to cut gas taxes. Yay. Not that I need a reason to vote conservative... Look at the options... Or lack thereof.
7. Liberal leader Dion... errr, yeah. I would vote green first. He talks and talks and talks and half the time I can't tell if he is speaking French or English. That being said, most of what he says never makes sense anyways. I would NEVER vote for him.
8. Jack Layton tells a news conference in Quebec that his Dad and brother created the first hybrid car in the 70's, in Quebec. Ummm, sure Jack... And you'll be the next PM too. See above note about never voting for a leader...
9. Credit Card companies "Sticking it to Canadians" with high fees. I'm shocked. Have they met the scumbags who set gas prices?
How can they sleep at night?!?
10. Theo Tams wins Canadian Idol... Yeah, and... I'm supposed to care? IKE is coming...
11. 9/11 - Sad, so very sad, still 7 years later.
12. A nine-year old boy was hit at a cross walk, while another 9 year old and a crossing guard with a bright orange jacket and 2 stop signs managed to just get out of the way. Why does this not strike me as being a driver who was distracted, maybe talking on their cellphone? Those are the same people who are too distracted to stop at stop signs, notice other cars around, can't change lanes properly because they can't signal... I hate these people and I want the use of hand-held cell phones in cars banned and drivers fined. Now. :)
13. Gas prices go up 13 cents overnight because... because why? Hurricane Ike is heading towards Texas, not there yet, done no damage yet, but on the way, so on speculation the gas companies all agree to raise prices...Fuckers! 13 cents?!? These assholes are the same ones who decided to cut production of barrels of oil because the price was dropping at the pumps, thereby driving up prices again. I really wish there was a way to stop using oil/gas for like a week all over the world to force these guys to compete with each other and lower prices drastically.
1. Body Dumped From Car on 401 - Toronto police are questioning a woman after a bizarre attack where the body of a man who had been shot was dumped from a speeding car on Highway 401 yesterday afternoon, creating traffic mayhem. Now, news is slowly trickling out that it may not be a woman, and that the man may have been getting out as he was shot. Whatever happened, it worries a lot of people and gives a lot of wingdings some crazy ideas.
2. GM to auction off Hummer line of cars - Bout fuckin' time.
3. Kim Jong, Part 2. So some stories out of North Korea stated that their wack-job leader may have had a stroke and was in ill-health. What that means for the communist country, no one knows, but then I hear reports that this guy may have died 3 years ago and they are using body doubles that look like him to come out and wave, and they have old recordings of him they play to make it seem like he is still alive. I have but one question... Why?!? Is there no one in that whole country that can replace him? I mean if he's dead, that stiff from "Weekend at Bernie's" could do the job, no? Is this country really better with him, or the a pretend him in power? I don't know. I guess as Canadians, we kind of had that with Jean Cretien as our PM. He was there, but not really there...
4. North Korea has a massive missle launcher. So with, or without, a leader, some images from satellite's have turned up a massive missle launching base in North Korea which could be launched 4 times a year and could reach North America, I believe. I got an idea... North Korea, Iraq, Iran, the Taliban, Neo Nazi's, those chicken suicide bombers who cover their faces, and all the stupid street gangs can all go party in the mountines of Afghanistan - where Bin Laden is calling home, and all the good countries can blow the shit out of them... Make the world a better place, no?
5. The NDP lured attendees to a rally for their leader Jack Layton by misleading them into thinking that they were attending a presentation on their pensions. Nice. So the place was full there was a lot of noise and the NDP appear, on TV, that they have a ton of support. Well, forget it Jack, you will never be the PM, even if you try to make up shit about your family to impress the province of Quebec...
6. Conservatives agree to cut gas taxes. Yay. Not that I need a reason to vote conservative... Look at the options... Or lack thereof.
7. Liberal leader Dion... errr, yeah. I would vote green first. He talks and talks and talks and half the time I can't tell if he is speaking French or English. That being said, most of what he says never makes sense anyways. I would NEVER vote for him.
8. Jack Layton tells a news conference in Quebec that his Dad and brother created the first hybrid car in the 70's, in Quebec. Ummm, sure Jack... And you'll be the next PM too. See above note about never voting for a leader...
9. Credit Card companies "Sticking it to Canadians" with high fees. I'm shocked. Have they met the scumbags who set gas prices?
How can they sleep at night?!?
10. Theo Tams wins Canadian Idol... Yeah, and... I'm supposed to care? IKE is coming...
11. 9/11 - Sad, so very sad, still 7 years later.
12. A nine-year old boy was hit at a cross walk, while another 9 year old and a crossing guard with a bright orange jacket and 2 stop signs managed to just get out of the way. Why does this not strike me as being a driver who was distracted, maybe talking on their cellphone? Those are the same people who are too distracted to stop at stop signs, notice other cars around, can't change lanes properly because they can't signal... I hate these people and I want the use of hand-held cell phones in cars banned and drivers fined. Now. :)
13. Gas prices go up 13 cents overnight because... because why? Hurricane Ike is heading towards Texas, not there yet, done no damage yet, but on the way, so on speculation the gas companies all agree to raise prices...Fuckers! 13 cents?!? These assholes are the same ones who decided to cut production of barrels of oil because the price was dropping at the pumps, thereby driving up prices again. I really wish there was a way to stop using oil/gas for like a week all over the world to force these guys to compete with each other and lower prices drastically.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
Again, I ran...
This time I tried something a little different, I slowed down my pace, took a longer route and viola, 50 minutes later I was back at the house, having a drink from my metal water bottle, walking around the block to cool down before stretching.
I've been running for 30 minutes at least twice a week, but I found that I was running at a very fast pace and coming home completely spent. Tonight, however, I came home and was not that tired, so I am wondering if I am getting in better shape or my "run" tonight was just a glorified 50 minute walk/job.
In other news, we went down to the Ol' Spaghetti Factory tonight for dinner - the place opened August 1971, 6 months after I was born, and it doesn't look like it has changed one bit. The food was... good. The place was great for kids, and the parking wasn't even that bad. We walked around after but it was getting chilly and the neighbourhood a little less friendly so we came home.
This morning I took Stewie to his first Sportball session - Dad and Tot - which meant a lot of Dads and no one talking. I said hello to several Dads and some didn't even look at me, let alone reply. I have previously been to three Sportball sessions with Linus, yet all with Moms, and enjoyed that much more. :)
While Stewie and I were @ Sportball, UrbanMummy and Linus were trying out Karate today. Not sure he liked it. Besides the fact that when asked, he never likes anything, he thinks he is going to learn to kick and punch there. Just what we need. This morning he took UM's belt from he bath robe - he likes tying it to everything - tied it into a kind of noose, then proceeded to wrap that around his brother's neck. Joy. He was VERY unhappy when I took the belt away - not because I took it away, but because I didn't say please. OY.
Well so much for being in bed before mid-night. I have the unveiling of my Uncle's headstone tomorrow morning and ball-hockey Monday and Tuesday. Can't wait for the kids to start school on Monday. So exciting.
I've been running for 30 minutes at least twice a week, but I found that I was running at a very fast pace and coming home completely spent. Tonight, however, I came home and was not that tired, so I am wondering if I am getting in better shape or my "run" tonight was just a glorified 50 minute walk/job.
In other news, we went down to the Ol' Spaghetti Factory tonight for dinner - the place opened August 1971, 6 months after I was born, and it doesn't look like it has changed one bit. The food was... good. The place was great for kids, and the parking wasn't even that bad. We walked around after but it was getting chilly and the neighbourhood a little less friendly so we came home.
This morning I took Stewie to his first Sportball session - Dad and Tot - which meant a lot of Dads and no one talking. I said hello to several Dads and some didn't even look at me, let alone reply. I have previously been to three Sportball sessions with Linus, yet all with Moms, and enjoyed that much more. :)
While Stewie and I were @ Sportball, UrbanMummy and Linus were trying out Karate today. Not sure he liked it. Besides the fact that when asked, he never likes anything, he thinks he is going to learn to kick and punch there. Just what we need. This morning he took UM's belt from he bath robe - he likes tying it to everything - tied it into a kind of noose, then proceeded to wrap that around his brother's neck. Joy. He was VERY unhappy when I took the belt away - not because I took it away, but because I didn't say please. OY.
Well so much for being in bed before mid-night. I have the unveiling of my Uncle's headstone tomorrow morning and ball-hockey Monday and Tuesday. Can't wait for the kids to start school on Monday. So exciting.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
How Many times Do I Have to Tell my Kids to "Go To Bed!"
Seriously!
Parenting community: How many times do I have to tell my children to either Go To Bed or Go BACK To Bed? Or is this the life I have now only to embrace?
That was me last night to both of my boys after they combined to wake up 5 times - and stay up for a total of 4 1/2 hours - resulting in me getting a whopping 3 hours sleep.
Yet, probably stupidly, here I am still awake at 11pm blogging about it.
Why?!?
Well, for one thing I am looking for a title for this post but my brain conked out at 10pm, so I have nothing to type in that top subject box.
I even was so desperate that I Googled options for clever titles which will attract readers and get more traffic, however, the most popular suggestions are not so closely tied to this post or anything else in my life;
"Hot Sex Inside"
"Free Porn Movies"
"Hot Girls For You"
"Learn to be Hard and Thick"
well, maybe this one...
"Go All Night Long"
If by "go" they mean "Say awake with your kids all night long", then I'm good with that title.
But if I use those titles, all the perverts arrive and I can see what they were searching for to get here... UGH. Then the comments. double UGH.
But the real reason I am still wide awake at 11pm is because I had a ball hockey game tonight and after the games I need a couple of hours to settle down before I can sleep. (I wonder if I can still say that when my kids are older and I'm still exhausted all day). My team was short-handed and it was really hot in the arena which means I need to play a lot to eat up minutes, and hopefully help out with the offense (without sacrificing anything on the defensive side). That means up and down the floor each shift, fast and without hesitation.
Well, I made it through almost all of the game without incident - taking a screaming hard slapshot right off my upper thigh a few inches away from ending my hopes of having more children. It must have hit a nerve because the second it hit me my toes went numb for a minute. It's going to be quite a bruise!
After the game, I got changed, came home and thought a good way to unwind might be to take a nice long run - bad idea! 30 minutes into the run, the spot where I blocked that shot began to tighten up. I made it home - soaking wet from the heat and having to walk/run for 10 minutes to get back. I showered, then came to kitchen to type this blog post, half-asleep, now unable to move. :)
At least I'm still on vacation!
I can look forward to being achy tomorrow while I accomplish my daily routine which includes; some household errands, washing windows, cleaning up the cars, and possibly painting 2 rooms in the house.
Can't wait. Errr, Ready to Take It Deep All Night Long.
Nite all.
Parenting community: How many times do I have to tell my children to either Go To Bed or Go BACK To Bed? Or is this the life I have now only to embrace?
That was me last night to both of my boys after they combined to wake up 5 times - and stay up for a total of 4 1/2 hours - resulting in me getting a whopping 3 hours sleep.
Yet, probably stupidly, here I am still awake at 11pm blogging about it.
Why?!?
Well, for one thing I am looking for a title for this post but my brain conked out at 10pm, so I have nothing to type in that top subject box.
I even was so desperate that I Googled options for clever titles which will attract readers and get more traffic, however, the most popular suggestions are not so closely tied to this post or anything else in my life;
"Hot Sex Inside"
"Free Porn Movies"
"Hot Girls For You"
"Learn to be Hard and Thick"
well, maybe this one...
"Go All Night Long"
If by "go" they mean "Say awake with your kids all night long", then I'm good with that title.
But if I use those titles, all the perverts arrive and I can see what they were searching for to get here... UGH. Then the comments. double UGH.
But the real reason I am still wide awake at 11pm is because I had a ball hockey game tonight and after the games I need a couple of hours to settle down before I can sleep. (I wonder if I can still say that when my kids are older and I'm still exhausted all day). My team was short-handed and it was really hot in the arena which means I need to play a lot to eat up minutes, and hopefully help out with the offense (without sacrificing anything on the defensive side). That means up and down the floor each shift, fast and without hesitation.
Well, I made it through almost all of the game without incident - taking a screaming hard slapshot right off my upper thigh a few inches away from ending my hopes of having more children. It must have hit a nerve because the second it hit me my toes went numb for a minute. It's going to be quite a bruise!
After the game, I got changed, came home and thought a good way to unwind might be to take a nice long run - bad idea! 30 minutes into the run, the spot where I blocked that shot began to tighten up. I made it home - soaking wet from the heat and having to walk/run for 10 minutes to get back. I showered, then came to kitchen to type this blog post, half-asleep, now unable to move. :)
At least I'm still on vacation!
I can look forward to being achy tomorrow while I accomplish my daily routine which includes; some household errands, washing windows, cleaning up the cars, and possibly painting 2 rooms in the house.
Can't wait. Errr, Ready to Take It Deep All Night Long.
Nite all.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Tonight... I ran...
... 40 minutes. I really need to start keeping track and running on a regular basis. My 5K run is right around the corner. I noticed on Facebook that a "friend" of mine just rant something like 16K. 16K!!! Geez!!! As if. I get bored driving 16K let alone trying to run that far. But I sure as hell hope that my route is over 5K because boy would I be surprised to find out that all this running is only, say, 3K. That would suck - especially at the Toronto Marathon when I run out of gas after 3K and all these other people are racing by me.
Some thoughts:
Why exactly are fortune cookies, kosher?!?
Does it not seem a little odd that most of us order Chinese food for items that have pork in them, and anyone who is ordering pork really doesn't care if the fortune cookies are kosher. I don't get it! Do you?
119 people drove 50K over the limit on Friday and had their cars seized by the Ontario Provincial Police... why? Are people that stupid, or in that much of a hurry? 50K over? If you really want to speed, try 45 over. Idiots.
This is the question my son asked me as him and I cut some of my neighbour's tree which hangs into our yard; "Why does your tummy hang over your denim shorts, Daddy?" Hmmm. So off the cuff, I told him that when I was his age, I ate bad food like cookies and cake and lots of processed foods and didn't exercise. Nice, eh? He thought about it, then lifted his shirt and said, "Daddy, if you eat vegetables and fruit like I do, you will be like me". I think he gets it. Nice. I remember being skinny... When I was in grade 4.
So now that labour day has come and is almost gone, I can finally look forward to a few items;
- Baseball playoffs - no Jays :(
- Hockey season - Leafs suck. YAY.
- New TV schedule
- Getting to know the kids school and extra-curricular schedule
- A new schedule for me to create to get me more sleep, be more productive and be able to be productive during the day.
- Next month Stewie is going to be 2. Already.
Last, but not least, comes from yet another rapper who would rather make up a name to use, than use the one he was born with... This guy is called P.Diddy, or P. Daddy, or Puff Daddy, or Puff the Magic... Ah, you get the point. Turns out this guys ask "Saudi Arabia" (nice reporting, eh? He asked the whole fucking country, lol) Anyways, he asked the Saudi's for free gas - why?!? Because it's getting too expensive to run his private jet. GAG. Here I thought it was for the poor, or to reduce gas prices world-wide, but nope. For his own needs. Dude... Lose the jet!
Some thoughts:
Why exactly are fortune cookies, kosher?!?
Does it not seem a little odd that most of us order Chinese food for items that have pork in them, and anyone who is ordering pork really doesn't care if the fortune cookies are kosher. I don't get it! Do you?
119 people drove 50K over the limit on Friday and had their cars seized by the Ontario Provincial Police... why? Are people that stupid, or in that much of a hurry? 50K over? If you really want to speed, try 45 over. Idiots.
This is the question my son asked me as him and I cut some of my neighbour's tree which hangs into our yard; "Why does your tummy hang over your denim shorts, Daddy?" Hmmm. So off the cuff, I told him that when I was his age, I ate bad food like cookies and cake and lots of processed foods and didn't exercise. Nice, eh? He thought about it, then lifted his shirt and said, "Daddy, if you eat vegetables and fruit like I do, you will be like me". I think he gets it. Nice. I remember being skinny... When I was in grade 4.
So now that labour day has come and is almost gone, I can finally look forward to a few items;
- Baseball playoffs - no Jays :(
- Hockey season - Leafs suck. YAY.
- New TV schedule
- Getting to know the kids school and extra-curricular schedule
- A new schedule for me to create to get me more sleep, be more productive and be able to be productive during the day.
- Next month Stewie is going to be 2. Already.
Last, but not least, comes from yet another rapper who would rather make up a name to use, than use the one he was born with... This guy is called P.Diddy, or P. Daddy, or Puff Daddy, or Puff the Magic... Ah, you get the point. Turns out this guys ask "Saudi Arabia" (nice reporting, eh? He asked the whole fucking country, lol) Anyways, he asked the Saudi's for free gas - why?!? Because it's getting too expensive to run his private jet. GAG. Here I thought it was for the poor, or to reduce gas prices world-wide, but nope. For his own needs. Dude... Lose the jet!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Me
Every now and then I think about me, the kind of person I have become compared to the person I want to be and that bums me out. I really feel like I have accomplished very little and as I get older, it becomes clearer. Yes, I am married to a wonderful woman and we have 2 awesome kids, but I assumed life would include that for me, but there was always more.
Today, I had the pleasure of being interviewed for a former neighbour's Master's thesis on community involvement in the planning process and I was picked because she found that most of the politically active residents at the local level were quite old, and it was slim pickings at my age.
It was during this almost 2 hour long interview when I realized that for as little as I thought I have done politically, I have actually done quite a bit. That led me to thinking about my interests and accomplishments and I realized that I have achieved some things that I had quite frankly put behind me while searching for something else.
So here is a mini-bio about me;
Male 37yrs old
Married 2 kids, almost 4 and almost 2.
Runs - registered for the 5K @ The Toronto Marathon
Plays baseball and ball hockey
Reads - When not textbooks, I like Dan Brown
Runs a promotional business and/or consulting biz, when people come to me
Have a MBA - which I started when my first son was born and completed three years later
Like municipal politics - started a residents organization and have been involved in local events like the community clean-up and development related discussions
I write - obviously - like this blog
I have been working on a reality show concept, a sit-com (Canadian style) and a book.
I like to bake, and would LOVE to take a cooking class, get my motorcycle license and I can drive standard (Thanks UM).
So maybe I need to finish some of these open ends, but at the end of the day, I'm beat. I jump into bed, hoping not to be waken up by one of the kids, ready to begin a new day with a bang. I think if I could get into better shape that would make me feel better physically, and if I could find something to do that was challenging
for me mentally, I could enjoy life and redce my stress to take care of myself emotionally, but then again, what would I have to complain about then???
Tonight, for example, I ran. 30 minutes. Felt good. Now I'm ready for bed as we have a crazy busy weekend - Centreville, the Zoo and a BBQ with the in-laws. But, hey... I'm still on vacation. :)
Nite all.
Today, I had the pleasure of being interviewed for a former neighbour's Master's thesis on community involvement in the planning process and I was picked because she found that most of the politically active residents at the local level were quite old, and it was slim pickings at my age.
It was during this almost 2 hour long interview when I realized that for as little as I thought I have done politically, I have actually done quite a bit. That led me to thinking about my interests and accomplishments and I realized that I have achieved some things that I had quite frankly put behind me while searching for something else.
So here is a mini-bio about me;
Male 37yrs old
Married 2 kids, almost 4 and almost 2.
Runs - registered for the 5K @ The Toronto Marathon
Plays baseball and ball hockey
Reads - When not textbooks, I like Dan Brown
Runs a promotional business and/or consulting biz, when people come to me
Have a MBA - which I started when my first son was born and completed three years later
Like municipal politics - started a residents organization and have been involved in local events like the community clean-up and development related discussions
I write - obviously - like this blog
I have been working on a reality show concept, a sit-com (Canadian style) and a book.
I like to bake, and would LOVE to take a cooking class, get my motorcycle license and I can drive standard (Thanks UM).
So maybe I need to finish some of these open ends, but at the end of the day, I'm beat. I jump into bed, hoping not to be waken up by one of the kids, ready to begin a new day with a bang. I think if I could get into better shape that would make me feel better physically, and if I could find something to do that was challenging
for me mentally, I could enjoy life and redce my stress to take care of myself emotionally, but then again, what would I have to complain about then???
Tonight, for example, I ran. 30 minutes. Felt good. Now I'm ready for bed as we have a crazy busy weekend - Centreville, the Zoo and a BBQ with the in-laws. But, hey... I'm still on vacation. :)
Nite all.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
What exactly is the protocol?
I just don't know.
When someone posts a comment on your blog are you supposed to email them a reply? Reply to them in the comment section? Or ignore it because, damnit, it's your blog? Or... Are you supposed to then run over to their blog and post a comment?
I have no idea.
I appreciate when people comment, I try to read their blogs and return the favour, but I rarely, if ever email someone a reply because in most cases, their email address is something like "no-reply@blogger.com".
I need your help...
What is the protocol???
When someone posts a comment on your blog are you supposed to email them a reply? Reply to them in the comment section? Or ignore it because, damnit, it's your blog? Or... Are you supposed to then run over to their blog and post a comment?
I have no idea.
I appreciate when people comment, I try to read their blogs and return the favour, but I rarely, if ever email someone a reply because in most cases, their email address is something like "no-reply@blogger.com".
I need your help...
What is the protocol???
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Thoughts...
So you are Air Canada Jazz and you need to find yet another way to save money. You've taken away food, charged extra for baggage, and added a fuel-surcharge... So what next? Some wise-guy decided to save fuel, they need to make the planes lighter and to do that all they need to do is remove the life jackets. Yup. It's not like your going to survive anyways, right? Yikes, Yikes, Yikes!
I'm on vacation and I'm tired and getting fat... What should I do? Exercise more? Nawwwww. I took off my sideburns that I've had for 8 or 9 years, in order to make my face look thinner. Didn't work. I have sideburn tan. Looks silly... and my face looks fatter.
Maple Leafs Foods has been found to be the producer of food with the deadly Listeriosis virus - and Maple Leafs Sports and Entertainment has been found to be the producer of a terrible hockey team... Hmmm. Coincidence? I think not.
Stewie got a letter from the tax department this morning - in the US. He's 22 months old. I'm thinking of calling them and letting then send up an auditor to count the money in his piggy (turtle) bank.
I'm also thinking about scheduling. My kids are uber-scheduled, and my wife loves to keep calendars in the kitchen for the family and her own, and my own, and we try to make sure they are properly updated. But what about for us, the adults? One big relationship concern for me - and maybe for you - is trying to find time to spend with your spouse / partner, to actually do something. So I think I have come up with a solution... Every Thursday night from after kiddy bedtime, to about 10-10:30 will be out of the house time. Every Thursday we are going to go out for coffee/tea/a drink/walk either by ourselves or with our friends just to get out and have some adult time.
Any takers for week one? :)
I'm on vacation and I'm tired and getting fat... What should I do? Exercise more? Nawwwww. I took off my sideburns that I've had for 8 or 9 years, in order to make my face look thinner. Didn't work. I have sideburn tan. Looks silly... and my face looks fatter.
Maple Leafs Foods has been found to be the producer of food with the deadly Listeriosis virus - and Maple Leafs Sports and Entertainment has been found to be the producer of a terrible hockey team... Hmmm. Coincidence? I think not.
Stewie got a letter from the tax department this morning - in the US. He's 22 months old. I'm thinking of calling them and letting then send up an auditor to count the money in his piggy (turtle) bank.
I'm also thinking about scheduling. My kids are uber-scheduled, and my wife loves to keep calendars in the kitchen for the family and her own, and my own, and we try to make sure they are properly updated. But what about for us, the adults? One big relationship concern for me - and maybe for you - is trying to find time to spend with your spouse / partner, to actually do something. So I think I have come up with a solution... Every Thursday night from after kiddy bedtime, to about 10-10:30 will be out of the house time. Every Thursday we are going to go out for coffee/tea/a drink/walk either by ourselves or with our friends just to get out and have some adult time.
Any takers for week one? :)
Monday, August 25, 2008
Things overheard on a Monday...
Just a few more gems for this Monday;
"I bought bran flakes. They good? Lost 5 pounds this week".
"I went through the pantry and threw out 6 items this weekend. Not healthy. Wife bought ‘em and tucked ‘em away nicely, but I found ‘em and threw them away."
(Wont she be thrilled, eh?)
"We are way behind on the nutrition list…"
(... and maybe on the evolutionary chain too)
"I’m starting to make meals that are interesting…"
(Because before today, everything he was was boring?!?)
"They are claiming that leeches are safe to swim… in Lake Ontario…"
(Safe for the leeches, or safe for us?)
"They don’t want them to appear a toxic dump."
(I just write then, I don't say them. Who are "they"? What do they not want to appear as a toxic dump? I suspect they were referring to Lake Ontario)
"I’m thinking of making vegetarian spaghetti."
(Maybe that is what he is calling more interesting?!? Veggie spaghetti... WOW. What a novel concept.)
"It gets harder as you get older- nutrition – yeah, the brain gets slower…"
(Uh huh. Nuff said)
"I bought bran flakes. They good? Lost 5 pounds this week".
"I went through the pantry and threw out 6 items this weekend. Not healthy. Wife bought ‘em and tucked ‘em away nicely, but I found ‘em and threw them away."
(Wont she be thrilled, eh?)
"We are way behind on the nutrition list…"
(... and maybe on the evolutionary chain too)
"I’m starting to make meals that are interesting…"
(Because before today, everything he was was boring?!?)
"They are claiming that leeches are safe to swim… in Lake Ontario…"
(Safe for the leeches, or safe for us?)
"They don’t want them to appear a toxic dump."
(I just write then, I don't say them. Who are "they"? What do they not want to appear as a toxic dump? I suspect they were referring to Lake Ontario)
"I’m thinking of making vegetarian spaghetti."
(Maybe that is what he is calling more interesting?!? Veggie spaghetti... WOW. What a novel concept.)
"It gets harder as you get older- nutrition – yeah, the brain gets slower…"
(Uh huh. Nuff said)
Sunday, August 24, 2008
With a sickening thud...
... I watched Stewie topple, with his chair at the kitchen table, face first onto the granite floor. I thought for a moment that I would be able to get there before he hit, but in reality, there was no way I would even be close. Seconds later - while he was screaming in pain and holding his nose, UrbanMummy appeared to take him and calm him down.
That was 6 hours ago.
Right now he is sitting back at the kitchen table having a pre-bed snack, while again trying to tip his chair (still not on purpose) while fidgeting around to see what is going on. He's either fearless or really dumb, and since all signs point to him having his mummy's smarts, there is NO way he's dumb. He is just intent on being the death of us.
Today alone he already jumped on the bed and hit head to head with Linus, walked into a wall, fallen twice on his face and wiped out at the hands of his brother. This is why he has learned to make "that" face and pinch. It's his self-defense mechanism to prevent getting killed by his brother. He's had a very rough tummy - poo'ed through 5 diaper wraps this weekend, cried a lot, had a low-grade fever and wouldn't let anyone touch him except Daddy.
Now the little dude bites his finger while eating snack. More tears.
OY
Thank goodness he's off to bed, not so much for my sanity, but for his health.
That was 6 hours ago.
Right now he is sitting back at the kitchen table having a pre-bed snack, while again trying to tip his chair (still not on purpose) while fidgeting around to see what is going on. He's either fearless or really dumb, and since all signs point to him having his mummy's smarts, there is NO way he's dumb. He is just intent on being the death of us.
Today alone he already jumped on the bed and hit head to head with Linus, walked into a wall, fallen twice on his face and wiped out at the hands of his brother. This is why he has learned to make "that" face and pinch. It's his self-defense mechanism to prevent getting killed by his brother. He's had a very rough tummy - poo'ed through 5 diaper wraps this weekend, cried a lot, had a low-grade fever and wouldn't let anyone touch him except Daddy.
Now the little dude bites his finger while eating snack. More tears.
OY
Thank goodness he's off to bed, not so much for my sanity, but for his health.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Thoughts...
So rumour has it that Mats Sundin wants to play for the New York Rangers, eh? Hmmmm. Turn down $10 million a year from the Canucks. I don't buy it.
Why I love my son. Linus knows that we ask him what he did when he goes to see Grandma and Grandpa for dinner. He knows exactly what we want to know and he is usually spot on. Except tonight. Tonight he knew we wanted to know of he had cookies or chocolate while there - a no no, and he admitted to having some and that he liked it! That's new. He also said he had a bath. Liked that too. Then he said he went for a ride... in the black car... in a car seat... with no seat belt, he held it shut. Gulp. He was joking. Funny kid.
Last night at Sportball soccer, Linus actually kicked the ball twice during the game as he took time from sucking on the front of his shirt. I'm SO proud of him. I yelled and clapped and he looked really excited. I don't care if he ever touched the ball (not really) but I just want him to have fun (again, not really). :)
Why am I stressed out? I'm on vacation until September?
Anyone know where I can buy tax books? Like on GST, and stuff like that? Can't get them from a library...
Spent most of the day trekking around downtown Toronto with UrbanMummy looking for jewelry supply companies and silver beads... Found a few, she picked up quite a beautiful haul. Look for some of her fantastic stuff posted here.
What is the best way to get a child into a different school district? I've heard about buying a house in that area as an option, as I've also heard that tears work... Suggestions anyone?
Had my last softball game of the season tonight - and by far our team's best game although we lost due to some HORRIBLE umpiring. I went 3 for 4, my one out was a rocket to deep left field and I threw 2 runners out at second base from the outfield on singles. Made a few catches... All in all a great way to end a season. Ball hockey begins Thursday!!!
Why I love my son. Linus knows that we ask him what he did when he goes to see Grandma and Grandpa for dinner. He knows exactly what we want to know and he is usually spot on. Except tonight. Tonight he knew we wanted to know of he had cookies or chocolate while there - a no no, and he admitted to having some and that he liked it! That's new. He also said he had a bath. Liked that too. Then he said he went for a ride... in the black car... in a car seat... with no seat belt, he held it shut. Gulp. He was joking. Funny kid.
Last night at Sportball soccer, Linus actually kicked the ball twice during the game as he took time from sucking on the front of his shirt. I'm SO proud of him. I yelled and clapped and he looked really excited. I don't care if he ever touched the ball (not really) but I just want him to have fun (again, not really). :)
Why am I stressed out? I'm on vacation until September?
Anyone know where I can buy tax books? Like on GST, and stuff like that? Can't get them from a library...
Spent most of the day trekking around downtown Toronto with UrbanMummy looking for jewelry supply companies and silver beads... Found a few, she picked up quite a beautiful haul. Look for some of her fantastic stuff posted here.
What is the best way to get a child into a different school district? I've heard about buying a house in that area as an option, as I've also heard that tears work... Suggestions anyone?
Had my last softball game of the season tonight - and by far our team's best game although we lost due to some HORRIBLE umpiring. I went 3 for 4, my one out was a rocket to deep left field and I threw 2 runners out at second base from the outfield on singles. Made a few catches... All in all a great way to end a season. Ball hockey begins Thursday!!!
Monday, August 18, 2008
Things overheard on a Monday morning...
Actual snippets of conversations heard by me, on a Monday morning.
On people losing weight;
"Imagine being 600 pounds, eh? Now he’s like 160… He is a walking testimonial."
"Yes, that is true. He’s a star traveller…"
About a woman each one met;
"What about that woman, she was, like 57?"
"She had cold hands. Maybe she’s hypo-glycaemic?"
"She’s nice. Actually, I thought she was pretty cute."
"Oh, I liked her car."
General... stuff;
"People that eat McDonald’s get parasites ALL the time…
(from no vegetables)."
"...Makes your brain get a little bigger…"
"It’s only one part of your blood. Microscopic cellular…"
(not a real description of blood)
"Can I get the hair taken off my back? My backside?
(UGH!!! Too much information!!!)
"I’m just telling you the story of engineering… of education… we’re not even near it… It’s money…"
"It’s all inter-connected… Some of it is inter-connected… It’s way out there…"
Politics;
"Did you hear the one about Harper? Harper the defence guy? It’s all about energy fields and so on…"
(I think he meant Harper the Prime Minister of this country)
"Alien is not the name of a creature, it is the name for something foreign to your mind."
(Believe it or not, this has to do with the assasination of JFK... Read on and you'll see)
"JFK was killed because he wanted to stop the war. He could do that. He was going to tell the world that there was alien life. They didn't’t want that to get out, so he was killed."
(Errr.... Yeah... NOT)
"The Dali Lama’s are fighting all the Chinamen right now… Can’t freedom speak?!?"
(WTF?!?)
Darfur. That’s a problem over there. They are killing each other over economics. Took them 8 years to get people over there. Could have been stopped. It’s disgusting.
(Over economics, eh? Wonder which one... Macro or micro?)
"I had a muffin. A muffin, the other day. A little one… Sugar rush to my head. Sugar is bad for you. Sugar and homogenized milk."
(OY VEY)
On people losing weight;
"Imagine being 600 pounds, eh? Now he’s like 160… He is a walking testimonial."
"Yes, that is true. He’s a star traveller…"
About a woman each one met;
"What about that woman, she was, like 57?"
"She had cold hands. Maybe she’s hypo-glycaemic?"
"She’s nice. Actually, I thought she was pretty cute."
"Oh, I liked her car."
General... stuff;
"People that eat McDonald’s get parasites ALL the time…
(from no vegetables)."
"...Makes your brain get a little bigger…"
"It’s only one part of your blood. Microscopic cellular…"
(not a real description of blood)
"Can I get the hair taken off my back? My backside?
(UGH!!! Too much information!!!)
"I’m just telling you the story of engineering… of education… we’re not even near it… It’s money…"
"It’s all inter-connected… Some of it is inter-connected… It’s way out there…"
Politics;
"Did you hear the one about Harper? Harper the defence guy? It’s all about energy fields and so on…"
(I think he meant Harper the Prime Minister of this country)
"Alien is not the name of a creature, it is the name for something foreign to your mind."
(Believe it or not, this has to do with the assasination of JFK... Read on and you'll see)
"JFK was killed because he wanted to stop the war. He could do that. He was going to tell the world that there was alien life. They didn't’t want that to get out, so he was killed."
(Errr.... Yeah... NOT)
"The Dali Lama’s are fighting all the Chinamen right now… Can’t freedom speak?!?"
(WTF?!?)
Darfur. That’s a problem over there. They are killing each other over economics. Took them 8 years to get people over there. Could have been stopped. It’s disgusting.
(Over economics, eh? Wonder which one... Macro or micro?)
"I had a muffin. A muffin, the other day. A little one… Sugar rush to my head. Sugar is bad for you. Sugar and homogenized milk."
(OY VEY)
Sunday, August 17, 2008
We're back...
After a nice vacation up north of Toronto in a very kid friendly resort - which I will not name - but is in Honey Harbour Ontario. I thought about how to best summarize the trip so as to not bore anyone - and came to the conclusion that a few brief stories would be best. The weather was good, the kids programs very good, the grounds, were not to shabby at all, there was plenty to do - yet at times, nothing to do. The Internet connection sucked as did the kids lunch selection. Do they really expect 3 year olds to choose between nachos, french fries and garlic bread? Some lunch. Linus ate 3 cucumber slices and a bit of broccoli the first day then we got wise and started asking for fruit. Out came a huge bowl of fruit for each kid. Not bad. The dirty looks and glares I could have done without.
But the one thing that I will forever remember about this vacation is thanks to Stewie.
You see UrbanMummy was eating some of the yummy soup that they had available when Stewie decided that he wanted some too. "Stewie eat soup" is usually what he yells. She gave him soup and he ate it on and off through most of the meal. After about 25 minutes, the server came by and asked if she could take the almost empty soup bowl - we said yes and off it went. But... Stewie spun to watch her over his shoulder as she walked about with his bowl, and his face turned into a scowl. He started waving his first finger and he yelled, "Never, never, never, take Stewie's soup away!"
Yup.
So get this...
Every time a server came in our direction for the duration of our trip, he would wave his finger and mumble, "Never, never, never, take Stewie's food away!"... Every time. Whether it was our server or not.
He he he.
He makes me laugh. This 22 month old also got up every morning around 6:30am to poo on the toilet, but always forgot to go back to sleep.
We both managed to head out to the spa, I received a foot maintenance treatment for men, which was really ackward when - in a room full of women - they announced that I was getting a pedicure. Yikes. It was a foot treatment! It was great, but it was in no way a pedicure. :)
All in all, we had fun, would totally go back next year but only if they did something about the kids lunches.
The rest of the weekend was spent at birthday parties. I've eaten 6 meals since we've been home - 3 cereal, 3 pizza. The kids were crazy and I'm preparing for a super-busy / exciting week.
But the one thing that I will forever remember about this vacation is thanks to Stewie.
You see UrbanMummy was eating some of the yummy soup that they had available when Stewie decided that he wanted some too. "Stewie eat soup" is usually what he yells. She gave him soup and he ate it on and off through most of the meal. After about 25 minutes, the server came by and asked if she could take the almost empty soup bowl - we said yes and off it went. But... Stewie spun to watch her over his shoulder as she walked about with his bowl, and his face turned into a scowl. He started waving his first finger and he yelled, "Never, never, never, take Stewie's soup away!"
Yup.
So get this...
Every time a server came in our direction for the duration of our trip, he would wave his finger and mumble, "Never, never, never, take Stewie's food away!"... Every time. Whether it was our server or not.
He he he.
He makes me laugh. This 22 month old also got up every morning around 6:30am to poo on the toilet, but always forgot to go back to sleep.
We both managed to head out to the spa, I received a foot maintenance treatment for men, which was really ackward when - in a room full of women - they announced that I was getting a pedicure. Yikes. It was a foot treatment! It was great, but it was in no way a pedicure. :)
All in all, we had fun, would totally go back next year but only if they did something about the kids lunches.
The rest of the weekend was spent at birthday parties. I've eaten 6 meals since we've been home - 3 cereal, 3 pizza. The kids were crazy and I'm preparing for a super-busy / exciting week.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
I am tired...
So very tired.
Why?
This happened last night, not too far from my house.
About 4am.
The house shook. One kid woke up terrified. All the neighbours met in the middle of the street thinking this was a terrorist attack because all we heard for almost and hour was constant explosions. One older woman on my street who lived through the war was having a tough time because it reminded her of her horrible childhood.
Shudder.
Details sketchy at this point. Looks like a propane depot... A major part of the city has been closed, part of it evacuated. This is the first time in my life here in Toronto - I've lived here for all my 37 years, that I have witnessed such an event.
Thank you to Sci-Fi Dad for helping me embed this video. You rock! :)
Why?
This happened last night, not too far from my house.
About 4am.
The house shook. One kid woke up terrified. All the neighbours met in the middle of the street thinking this was a terrorist attack because all we heard for almost and hour was constant explosions. One older woman on my street who lived through the war was having a tough time because it reminded her of her horrible childhood.
Shudder.
Details sketchy at this point. Looks like a propane depot... A major part of the city has been closed, part of it evacuated. This is the first time in my life here in Toronto - I've lived here for all my 37 years, that I have witnessed such an event.
Thank you to Sci-Fi Dad for helping me embed this video. You rock! :)
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
Live tracker
Have you all seen my live feed tracker on the bottom right of my blog? Tells me, and everyone else who visits my blog, who was here. Doesn't give specifics, but tells me that, for example I have visitors from Denmark, England, Ireland, South Carolina, California, Texas, NY, and a whole bunch of local ones from Toronto. Even a few just outside the Toronto area - Brampton and Oshawa - who come by every day.
Now, if I could only find a topic that would generate a shitload of comments, then I would have some new blogs to read and add to my blogroll. No pressure. :)
Thank you all for dropping by! I appreciate it.
Now, if I could only find a topic that would generate a shitload of comments, then I would have some new blogs to read and add to my blogroll. No pressure. :)
Thank you all for dropping by! I appreciate it.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
What shall I post about?
I can't decide.
Should I talk about our weekend at my in-laws cottage? The kids loved it, we really tired them out. Linus got to drive the boat, Stewie ate, played and did his little "rain, rain, goway" dance on Saturday.
Then again I thought about a post detailing my eating habits at the cottage - 4 bloody Caesars and a shitload of pork. You see, being Jewish, we don't eat pork... unless it happens to be at a Chinese food buffet, or on my plate at a breakfast restaurant in the form of bacon or sausage... But, boy did I eat a lot this weekend. Pork and alcohol... Not me at all.
Or, I could post about my mumbling the word "fuck" Sunday night and Stewie picking it up, no matter how I tried to change the word to fluck, flock, truck, fwock, or flax. After a few minutes he chose fuock and that was his word for 10 more minutes until he forgot it.
I could have posted about Linus' soccer and me yelling at him to play instead he stood beside the goalie waving his arms... Even the goalie tried to send him over to play. I'm THAT Dad. Yikes.
I could post about my 20 minute run tonight and how I really need August to be that month that I lose weight, tone up and run at least 3 days per week in order to prepare for the Toronto Marathon... 5K. I feel gross.
I could post about my softball league - rained out tonight - or that I joined a ball hockey team for September... or not.
I could post about the time I am going to spend with the family, the rest of August as I try to use up some of my banked vacation and continue to look for a new gig... This one sucks and the people are worse.
I should have posted about the great book I was reading this weekend called, "CyberTaxation", but I doubt anyone would care.
I really should post a nice post about a very nice BBQ we had at the house on holiday Monday with Mr and Mrs. Mamalooper and Mr and Mrs Smickoz. We had invited 2 other couples with their kiddies but illness fell upon them, leaving just the 3 couples and man did we have a nice time. Good conversation, the kids played so well together and I burned almost everything which sucked considering just the Friday night before I cooked a blue steak for my mother's birthday. I was so embarrassed.
I really want to post about the crap going on at the office - but it's been quiet recently. Turns out, the whole kerfuffle is all about 3 individuals who are telling a colleague of mine not to "be friends" with me... Yup. I'm 37 years old and this is what I get to deal with at the office. Well, besides telling untruths about me and really being rude to my colleagues, these 3 - of whom I have bought many a coffee for, and had to my house, given lacrosse tickets to, and spent many an hour listening to their problems, have decided this is what they want to spend their time doing... Not working of their relationships, or on advancing their careers, or on being a better person, but they want to talk about me. I'm honoured. I really am. But, I am SO not worth it. I'm nothing like they portray me to be, and those of you whom I have met will have some image of me and that is more accurate. I'm quiet and polite to those I am just meet and in my arena - sports, politics, volunteering or work, I'm an animal. That is all. Nothing evil, nothing fancy... Sorry guys.
I guess I could post about my kids, like Stewie not sleeping, but pooing on the potty at 22 months, or about Linus loving camp and on his own dunking his head under the water while swimming, or the fact my sub-zero fridge isn't working, the kids running around the house in rubber boots Monday, Stewie wiping out on the back deck while trying to grab the hot dogs I was BBQ'ing. He landed on his head but kept a hold of the dogs. I could vent about the jackass I did consulting for who never paid me, or the stupid trees still blocking the sidewalk as I walk to the subway.
But I just want to go to bed.
Stewie will be up soon.
It's midnight.
Good night.
Should I talk about our weekend at my in-laws cottage? The kids loved it, we really tired them out. Linus got to drive the boat, Stewie ate, played and did his little "rain, rain, goway" dance on Saturday.
Then again I thought about a post detailing my eating habits at the cottage - 4 bloody Caesars and a shitload of pork. You see, being Jewish, we don't eat pork... unless it happens to be at a Chinese food buffet, or on my plate at a breakfast restaurant in the form of bacon or sausage... But, boy did I eat a lot this weekend. Pork and alcohol... Not me at all.
Or, I could post about my mumbling the word "fuck" Sunday night and Stewie picking it up, no matter how I tried to change the word to fluck, flock, truck, fwock, or flax. After a few minutes he chose fuock and that was his word for 10 more minutes until he forgot it.
I could have posted about Linus' soccer and me yelling at him to play instead he stood beside the goalie waving his arms... Even the goalie tried to send him over to play. I'm THAT Dad. Yikes.
I could post about my 20 minute run tonight and how I really need August to be that month that I lose weight, tone up and run at least 3 days per week in order to prepare for the Toronto Marathon... 5K. I feel gross.
I could post about my softball league - rained out tonight - or that I joined a ball hockey team for September... or not.
I could post about the time I am going to spend with the family, the rest of August as I try to use up some of my banked vacation and continue to look for a new gig... This one sucks and the people are worse.
I should have posted about the great book I was reading this weekend called, "CyberTaxation", but I doubt anyone would care.
I really should post a nice post about a very nice BBQ we had at the house on holiday Monday with Mr and Mrs. Mamalooper and Mr and Mrs Smickoz. We had invited 2 other couples with their kiddies but illness fell upon them, leaving just the 3 couples and man did we have a nice time. Good conversation, the kids played so well together and I burned almost everything which sucked considering just the Friday night before I cooked a blue steak for my mother's birthday. I was so embarrassed.
I really want to post about the crap going on at the office - but it's been quiet recently. Turns out, the whole kerfuffle is all about 3 individuals who are telling a colleague of mine not to "be friends" with me... Yup. I'm 37 years old and this is what I get to deal with at the office. Well, besides telling untruths about me and really being rude to my colleagues, these 3 - of whom I have bought many a coffee for, and had to my house, given lacrosse tickets to, and spent many an hour listening to their problems, have decided this is what they want to spend their time doing... Not working of their relationships, or on advancing their careers, or on being a better person, but they want to talk about me. I'm honoured. I really am. But, I am SO not worth it. I'm nothing like they portray me to be, and those of you whom I have met will have some image of me and that is more accurate. I'm quiet and polite to those I am just meet and in my arena - sports, politics, volunteering or work, I'm an animal. That is all. Nothing evil, nothing fancy... Sorry guys.
I guess I could post about my kids, like Stewie not sleeping, but pooing on the potty at 22 months, or about Linus loving camp and on his own dunking his head under the water while swimming, or the fact my sub-zero fridge isn't working, the kids running around the house in rubber boots Monday, Stewie wiping out on the back deck while trying to grab the hot dogs I was BBQ'ing. He landed on his head but kept a hold of the dogs. I could vent about the jackass I did consulting for who never paid me, or the stupid trees still blocking the sidewalk as I walk to the subway.
But I just want to go to bed.
Stewie will be up soon.
It's midnight.
Good night.
Friday, August 01, 2008
What Daddy's do...
At 7am, we get called to come to the bathroom by our pre-schooler, and after asking him why, we get the following answer; "Cause I don't want to touch my poo, Daddy. I don't like to touch my poo".
Puzzled, I walk to the bathroom, only to find the pee shield of his potty seat sitting in a toilet full of poo and toilet paper.
He's looking at it.
He's very unhappy.
I look at him.
I look in the toilet.
I look back at him.
I say, "Come on buddy... You have to be more careful", then I reach into the toilet, pluck out the pee shield, then wash them both off in the sink under very hot water.
UGH.
I wouldn't pass this up for anything in the world... Seriously.
Puzzled, I walk to the bathroom, only to find the pee shield of his potty seat sitting in a toilet full of poo and toilet paper.
He's looking at it.
He's very unhappy.
I look at him.
I look in the toilet.
I look back at him.
I say, "Come on buddy... You have to be more careful", then I reach into the toilet, pluck out the pee shield, then wash them both off in the sink under very hot water.
UGH.
I wouldn't pass this up for anything in the world... Seriously.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Heard the new song by the Barenaked Ladies? The one called 7-8-9? The song where they count to 10, but omit the number 9, and when asked about it, they sing, "Cause seven ate nine"... It's actually quite cute. We listen to it a lot in the car when Stewie yells, "789. 789. 789" Until we play it. Well... it would explain why Stewie counted for me to 10, like this, "1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-10". So I ask him, "Hey, what about 9?". He just looks at me.
It is currently raining and my kids are dancing outside on the back deck. One stripped naked, the other still in PJ's. Me? On the computer. UM? Not really sure. Cleaning she tells me. Sounds like she's cleaning... She's missing quite a show, though. LOL. Brought the boys inside, ran them upstairs and threw them and UM in the bath for a bubble bath. Linus loved it... Stewie hated it. That was fun!
So after spending a busy Saturday with the kids walking up and down the main street, and in and out of the backyard, I figured Sunday might be more of the same, and it sure was. Stewie woke up around 6am, calling, "Daddy... Poo potty... Poo coming... Daddy". So in ran UrbanMummy to get him, but he had already pooed in his diaper. We changed him, gave him yummy-mummy-milk and hoped he would rest in bed with us, but after a few minutes, he tried to escape so we needed a different plan. What seems so long ago now, we got him dressed and I was going to take him for a walk in his stroller, but his yelling work up Linus and then it was on. Both boys were bouncing off the walls and finally at 7:45 I let them into the backyard where they began yelling and screaming, playing and eating raspberries from the plant. Thinking this might not be a good way to get your neighbours to like you, I whisked them inside, had UM help me get Linus dressed and after eating my homemade pancakes, we set off in the stroller for the park.
At the park before 9am, we played in the sand, on the slide and with some of the other kids there, until UM showed up, and we walked to Starbucks for a Grande Americano and some chatting outside on the patio with our neighbours, then home to meet a friend and her son for more play time, this time in our back yard. It wound up being 5 boys in the backyard - which wound down slowly just past 2pm at which point we woke up Stewie from his nap and headed down to the park in mid-town for a cousins 2nd birthday.
At the party, we ate (pizza, cake and fruit), played on the jungle gym and got really dirty. We packed up and headed back uptown to Grandma and Grandpa's for a BBQ with them and some friend they have known for over 40 years. We ate, played and ran inside as it poured just after dinner. The image of Stewie standing inside the door to the deck, dancing side-to-side, signing "rain, rain, go way. Come again 'nother day"... over and over again. It was so funny.
Anyways, we got them home, fed them and got them into bed. I hoped to have been able to go to sleep tonight, like last night, laying in bed with UM, hand-in-hand, watching Law and Order, but instead I went for a run. Managed just under 30 minutes - was dead tired and lets were tight. I needed more water too. Ugh.
Came home, showered, rambled through this post and went to bed. I'm SO beat. Spent like 3/4'rs of the day outside. Yawn.
It is currently raining and my kids are dancing outside on the back deck. One stripped naked, the other still in PJ's. Me? On the computer. UM? Not really sure. Cleaning she tells me. Sounds like she's cleaning... She's missing quite a show, though. LOL. Brought the boys inside, ran them upstairs and threw them and UM in the bath for a bubble bath. Linus loved it... Stewie hated it. That was fun!
So after spending a busy Saturday with the kids walking up and down the main street, and in and out of the backyard, I figured Sunday might be more of the same, and it sure was. Stewie woke up around 6am, calling, "Daddy... Poo potty... Poo coming... Daddy". So in ran UrbanMummy to get him, but he had already pooed in his diaper. We changed him, gave him yummy-mummy-milk and hoped he would rest in bed with us, but after a few minutes, he tried to escape so we needed a different plan. What seems so long ago now, we got him dressed and I was going to take him for a walk in his stroller, but his yelling work up Linus and then it was on. Both boys were bouncing off the walls and finally at 7:45 I let them into the backyard where they began yelling and screaming, playing and eating raspberries from the plant. Thinking this might not be a good way to get your neighbours to like you, I whisked them inside, had UM help me get Linus dressed and after eating my homemade pancakes, we set off in the stroller for the park.
At the park before 9am, we played in the sand, on the slide and with some of the other kids there, until UM showed up, and we walked to Starbucks for a Grande Americano and some chatting outside on the patio with our neighbours, then home to meet a friend and her son for more play time, this time in our back yard. It wound up being 5 boys in the backyard - which wound down slowly just past 2pm at which point we woke up Stewie from his nap and headed down to the park in mid-town for a cousins 2nd birthday.
At the party, we ate (pizza, cake and fruit), played on the jungle gym and got really dirty. We packed up and headed back uptown to Grandma and Grandpa's for a BBQ with them and some friend they have known for over 40 years. We ate, played and ran inside as it poured just after dinner. The image of Stewie standing inside the door to the deck, dancing side-to-side, signing "rain, rain, go way. Come again 'nother day"... over and over again. It was so funny.
Anyways, we got them home, fed them and got them into bed. I hoped to have been able to go to sleep tonight, like last night, laying in bed with UM, hand-in-hand, watching Law and Order, but instead I went for a run. Managed just under 30 minutes - was dead tired and lets were tight. I needed more water too. Ugh.
Came home, showered, rambled through this post and went to bed. I'm SO beat. Spent like 3/4'rs of the day outside. Yawn.
Looking forward to the weekend... really I am.
I already feel like I have had a great weekend and it is only 7:30am Saturday morning.
You see, in order to get over my summer cold in the quickest manner, I have been going to sleep between 10-11pm every night. This is early. That way, when Stewie wakes up wailing, I can get up and mostly function. Today, for example, when his stubbornness awoke at 5:30am and would not go to back to sleep in "Mummy's bed" (Hey, you little mutant, I sleep there too!) I plopped him into the stroller and out we went for a walk. Sure we got drizzled on a little and yes, I prayed there would be no one that I knew because my morning breath is enough to kill at 15 feet.
We walked up Avenue Road looking at the closed and empty stores, finally stopping in the Tim Horton's to wow the staff with his generosity as he dumped my change into the charity box, and his waving goodbye while saying "Thank You". We stopped into the bagel place I swore I would never go back into - just like Haley, eh? lol - and picked up 6 bagels for the boys.
We came home to Linus waiting for us, now wanting his walk, which I think we are now going on at 5 to 8. UM looks like she needs more sleep. I agree. We are all much happier when she gets more sleep..
I think I realized this morning that today was one of the first times that I can remember going for a walk with just Stewie in the stroller. At one point he looked back at me and asked me, "Linus sleeping?" I said, "yes, Linus sleeping". He looked puzzled, then asked, "Mummy sleeping?". I said yes. He turned, smiled and sat back in the stroller. It was neat. My little boy is growing up.
Now only if I could get him to stop biting...
You see, in order to get over my summer cold in the quickest manner, I have been going to sleep between 10-11pm every night. This is early. That way, when Stewie wakes up wailing, I can get up and mostly function. Today, for example, when his stubbornness awoke at 5:30am and would not go to back to sleep in "Mummy's bed" (Hey, you little mutant, I sleep there too!) I plopped him into the stroller and out we went for a walk. Sure we got drizzled on a little and yes, I prayed there would be no one that I knew because my morning breath is enough to kill at 15 feet.
We walked up Avenue Road looking at the closed and empty stores, finally stopping in the Tim Horton's to wow the staff with his generosity as he dumped my change into the charity box, and his waving goodbye while saying "Thank You". We stopped into the bagel place I swore I would never go back into - just like Haley, eh? lol - and picked up 6 bagels for the boys.
We came home to Linus waiting for us, now wanting his walk, which I think we are now going on at 5 to 8. UM looks like she needs more sleep. I agree. We are all much happier when she gets more sleep.
I think I realized this morning that today was one of the first times that I can remember going for a walk with just Stewie in the stroller. At one point he looked back at me and asked me, "Linus sleeping?" I said, "yes, Linus sleeping". He looked puzzled, then asked, "Mummy sleeping?". I said yes. He turned, smiled and sat back in the stroller. It was neat. My little boy is growing up.
Now only if I could get him to stop biting...
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