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“I will make the buttmaker 3000″

I’m baaaaaaack!!!

Yes, it has been over 2 months since I last posted anything. And what a crazy couple of months it has been!

We moved. Moving is always crazy. Crazy busy, crazy expensive and just crazy crazy. And it was just a cross-town move. I really do not like moving. The kids have adjusted well to their new surroundings. In fact they love it so much that whenever Big T is mad at me, he threatens to send me back to the old house.

Both kids are in a new childcare situation. They like it so far.

Big T had a really scary episode of respiratory distress. Not fun times. He was excited to ride in the ambulance though. We are so thankful to God that he is fine now.

Little T is now walking. Running, even. And using words. Real words, not the nonsense gurgling. He even said ”I love you” the other day. It sounded more like “I ei ouu” but I KNEW what he meant. Also he has more teeth. Molars.

Speaking of Molars, Mr T got his wisdom teeth extracted. All four of them :(

And me, I am the executive manager of the household. This means I pass out on the couch at 10 pm every night.

Like I said, we have been busy. But we are also blessed. Very blessed :)

You may wonder what the title of this post has to do with anything. I am not quite sure myself. I do know it’s something Big T said. It was funny at the time. It was hilarious. I promise. Oh, wait I remember…something about the buttmaker 3000 being able to transform your butt from one without a tail to one with a tail. Isn’t that something everyone wants?

“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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“I heard the tornado siren”

CRAZY DAY weather wise

earthquake

Tornado

Insanity

There was an earthquake in Canada yesterday and we felt tremors. Then later on in the evening, there was a tornado warning. Which apparently is more severe that a tornado watch. What do I know?

For the first time, my son (and me) heard tornado sirens, and had to take cover. I guess it was “natural disaster day” around here.

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“I’m Bad”

Big T is and has always been a music lover. Any kind of music. When he was 18 months old, his favorite song was “Open Arms” by Journey. Seriously, my then 18 month old was singing along to Journey. But then again what’s not to love about Journey? I’m a fan. Not a big, huge fan, but I dig their music, and I do like that one song “Don’t stop believing“…(who doesn’t?)

Anywaaaaaay, a few weeks ago, Big T discovered Michael Jackson. Naturally, we were excited that our son was recognizing the classics. So he was listening to the different songs, and singing along. We let him. No harm in it, right? Plus, we thought it was cute, and it was funny to see his MJ impressions.

It was all fun and games until he took one of the songs literally and decided that he wanted to be bad. Yep, the song “Bad” must have really resonated with him. No amount of persuasion and reasoning would convince him that being good was the way to go. We tried to tell him “No, you are very very good, and we like you good” and he responds with “but I want to be bad…“  I am not even sure he knows what constitues “bad”…since we tend to use words like “naughty” or “not being a good listener” to express our displeasure at less-than-stellar behaviour. Afterall, we are good parents who read all the books and know that it’s bad to call kids “bad”. At least that’s what the child psychologists say. Or maybe I just made that up. Whatever.

Needless to say, no more MJ around here…

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“He’s only a little bit cute”

So this morning, I was telling Little T “you’re VEEEEEEEERY cute” and Big T chimes in with “No, he’s not…He’s only a little bit cute”

Am I detecting a little jealousy there???? Is it rearing it’s ugly head already, or am I reading too much into this?

In my opinion, they are BOTH veeeeery cute!

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“Lets read these 4 books”

We love reading.

OK let me clarify…I LOVE reading, Big T loves being read to, Little T loves playing with the books, and Mr T thinks if a book is good enough, the movie will be made.

A couple of days ago, Big T brought me 4 books to read to him. They were short. Still…FOUR! He sat there and listened as I read each one. I did enjoy doing that. He is also learning letter sounds, and how to spell and sound out words. He does recognize and can spell a few words. Words like cars, toy (and Story), Thomas, go, stop…He is well on his way to reading. I predict that in six months or so, with some encouragement, he should be reading simple books independently! YAY!

I recently obtainedMalla Nunn’s second book. (see short, short, teeny-tiny review of first book here). This second book, “Let the dead lie” looks like another good one…I can’t wait to get lost in it. :)

Let the summer of fun and reading begin!

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“Mommy is old. She is older than you, Daddy”

This is so NOT true. I am not older than Mr T. Although if I were I would totally own up to it. But I’m not.

Did I mention I just had a birthday? Yeah, I did. I had to share it with Big T. I don’t not mind though. I am now in my thirties. I can now be referred to as “thirty-something”. I don’t mind that either. Being “thirty-something” means that I know who I am, I know what I believe in, I know what I like and what I don’t like, I know how I like my steak (a bit bloody), I know how I like my men (how I like my MAN, really)…

I don’t know everything, but I am finally developing a confidence that comes with age (and parenting). I stand up for myself more. I know my strengths. I know my weaknesses. I know what I am good at, and what I am not so great at. I know who my real friends are, and I can identify my frenemies. I am finally learning that letting go is not always bad, and holding on isn’t necessarily good.

In all of this, I still don’t know what I’m going to be when I “grow up”. Where is this science thing going to take me? How will I change the world?

 Because I WILL change the world.

PS: I’m thirty-one. Yeah, that’s “thirty-something”…What?

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