“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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“I like your eyeballs, Mommy”

Ok, first of all, noone has ever told me they like my eyeballs. I was all like sweeeeeeeet! Someone likes my eyeballs for who they are.  That someone being Big T. I mean, I had always considered my eyeballs to me kind of nondescript. But he likes them. He really, really likes them.

In the same conversation, Big T told me that he likes ME (all of me, not just my eyeballs), and he likes my eyebrows, all 4 of them. Yes, he said 4. Naturally, I ran to the mirror to make sure I did not actually have 2 sets of eyebrows. Afterall, I have been slacking a bit in the tweezing department. But I did not think I was slacking off that much. After making sure that I did not in fact have 4 eyebrows, I went back to Big T to clarify what he meant. He then touched my real eyebrows…good…then he touched my eyeLASHES. OHHHHHH! Ha!! Those. So then of course I corrected him, and told him those were lashes.

Phew. I was concerned for a moment!

Anyway, I am feeling a lot of love from the little guy these days. Wonder how long this will last. I am enjoying it. Very much.

“I heard the tornado siren”

CRAZY DAY weather wise




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.


“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!


“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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