Archive for July, 2010

You’re not a hero. You don’t have a cape and you don’t fly. You’re just a little girl.

A little girl?

A LITTLE GIRL?????

I have to say, I have not been called a little girl since…since…I was a little girl.

Big T came up to me, and made me turn around to verify that I did not indeed have a cape, and thus I cannot fly. SO, no hero status for me.

You know what though, ALL moms are heroes. All the sacrifices, the hours spent worrying about them, trying to do what’s best for them. Making  them eat their veggies. Sharing your last M&M with them. Protecting them from cutting their tongue to pieces by licking ketchup off a knife (this really almost happened).

 I am a hero, gosh darnit.

*off to make me a cape*

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Excuse me. Excuse me again. Excuse me a third…Excuse me a fifth!

Big T, he is one polite little boy. Even though we usually can’t  hear or smell it, he insists on excusing himself everytime he passes gas. Every single time. Even if it is ten times in a row. It is funny. And also mortifying. Especially since he follows up with

 “I am just FARTING so much”

Like I said, he is such an example of great manners.

“I don’t like it when you sing with me”

This kid, I call him “self-esteem booster”

It doesn’t matter that I’ve known most of said songs since before he was born. Like way way way before he was born. Whatevs kid. I practically wrote the song. Pleeeease.

Ok, so I did not write that particular song. Or have I ever written any song…but no matter. I could have.

And so I sing.

And he screams at me.

And I keep singing.

What are children for if you can’t mess with them sometimes?

“It looks like a red blood smile”

Big T got a blister on his ankle (from his sandals, I think). It had bled a little, and was starting to form a small red scab, and Big T said to me “it looks like a red blood smile”. How incredibly cute is that????

First of all, I don’t even know where he got that. Second of all, he absolutely refuses to be corrected. “Red blood CELL” I said. “NO! Red blood SMILE!” he countered. And I smiled. Maybe our red blood cells do smile. After all they are bi-concave discs so they have a speciale shape. Actually, of all the formed elements in blood (i.e. the non liquid parts like red and white blood cells and platelets), red blood cells are my favorites. For real. What? Not everyone has a favorite blood cell? Well, everyone should. Jus’ sayin’

Last time I went to the doctor though, I was told MY red blood cells were not up to snuff. Nothing serious, just a slight anemia. It is the ultimate betrayal, isn’t it? I love them and I have been like a mother to them, and in return, I am rewarded with them being slightly sub-par in their iron content. Boo. so I get to eat more iron-rich foods, and take supplements.

Since I know you all were on the ede of youe seats wondering what a red blood cells look like, here’s a picture, courtesy of the Encyclopedia Brittanica:

Are they not the cutest things ever? Plus they kind of keep us alive so I do appreciate them.

 I know I went all weird and sciency today, but it was worth it, right?

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“Buzz Lightbeer”

Big T earned a Buzz Lightyear last week. A real, full-size Buzz Lightyear. One of these:

Sometimes, he calls it Buzz Lightbeer. It’s from the movie…Woody the Cowboy once called Buzz “lightbeer”…it was funny. I promise.

He earned it by collecting “good behavior bricks”. We started him off with 5 bricks (yellow legos). He got a brick everytime he was well behaved, and lost a brick everytime he was naugthy. It took a whole week to earn 5 additional bricks. A WHOLE WEEK. He kept losing bricks for talking back and shoving his brother and not listening. It was exhausting. But we got there. And he got it. What’s funny is that now that he has the bricks, we still use them as bargaining chips for good behaviour, even though there is no longer a prize attached to them. Which is nice, cause that could get expensive.

We took the kids to see Toy Story 3 and ever since, Big T has been obsessed with the characters. Little T did not make it past the opening credits, so I spent most of the time standing outside. But somehow, I still enjoyed myself, and I caught enough of the movie to get the gist of it. It was our first time of taking him to see a feature length movie, and there was no drama. Well, little to no drama. Big T ate popcorn, Little T ate M&Ms, and we bonded as a family.

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