Supper time struggles and other tales...........

Every night without fail, supper time struggles begin.  Non of the kids want to eat. Why must this time of night be so stressful?
"When I was younger", I'll tell them, "I used to eat all my supper. I was a good girl".
Of course, I'm totally lying, I would be just as bad, even worse. I'd put food I didn't want to eat in my pockets, so I could hurry up and play out with my friends.

Sean tells me when he eats my cooking it makes him have a greasy poo.

 Kids tell you what they think, and they don't care. But's it's all good. The very small amount of times I get zero complaints from any kids during mealtime, means I have done a bang up job of supper. This normally
happens when we get take out!!!
 

Kids eh?  Life would be boring without them!

Crazy little thing called......SLEEP DEPRIVATION

There was once a point in my life I could go to bed when I wanted and wake up when I felt like it. Yes, the many years ago I was free and single... I do sometimes miss these times, if I am to be perfectly honest. Now I am on a strict schedule, it called the Harlow non-schedule routine. Every now and then she'll lull me into a false sense of security by sleeping really well one night, then maybe do the same the next night. Then Bam, the 3rd night she decide she'll need feeding 3 times and then require an hour of playtime, then she'll need 2 diaper changes and maybe need to puke on my bed, all whilst smiling sweetly the whole time,
The pure joys of parenthood...You can't buy this stuff, if you could, it'd cost you a fortune.
If I feel like a zombie the next morning, which most of the time I do, I'll make myself a few coffees to get myself going. Did I mention I have 3 different coffee machines....YES, I am really that coffee dependant.



Last night was particularly bad, Harlow was up 4 times, but nothing that a coffee can't fix.... plus, I couldn't have felt that bad, as I was clearing out my kitchen pantry at 9am this morning.  The kitchen pantry eh? Wow trying to keep that organized is something else.  The amount of times something has fallen off the shelves onto my head or foot, the times I have use profanities at this stupid $#@$%^& pantry..... Damn pantry. I'll show you.

Is Carrie from SATC my alter ego?

Sat tapping away at my laptop, writing on my blog,  thought to myself, wow, it's kind of like I am a Carrie of the normal world.....  I mean look at the evidence...



(1) I use a laptop HEELLLLOOOO! This is undeniably perfect evidence.
(2) I wear clothes, sometimes nice clean ones. Couture in style because of many of the one off designs created by my children, chocolate hand prints, baby puke, my favourite is the baby poop. it's all good as it adds to the character of the outfit.
(3) I eat at fancy restaurants, I frequently visit subway. You get sandwiches with SALAD comes complete in a plastic bag and fancy paper napkin.
(4) I am a lover of fancy shoes, the shoes we all have but unable to wear because they're so uncomfortable, so they sit in the bottom of your wardrobe collecting dust.
(5) I have a love hate relationship with Mr Big, yes that's it, the chocolate bar, I can't stand this particular chocolate bar, unless,........ there's nothing else and I'm completely desperate.
(6) I drink nice fancy alcoholic beverages.... yes, every now and then I like a nice glass of a $5.99 a bottle special. I can really feel my insides burn as I sip it.
(7) I go shopping frequently too, Walmart and Shoppers Drug Mart are my go to shops, you never know what amazing bargains on soap and toothpaste you'll get.... Name brand soap and toothpaste I might add!

Yeah............actually, my life bares absolutely no resemblance to Carrie.... I can dream can't I??

Anyhow off to make myself a delicious helping of cold chicken nuggets from Gracie's left over lunch for my lunch. Hope you have a good afternoon too!

Verdict of 1st day of School?

I asked Sean what he thought of school.....

"Crap"! he said. (not sure where he learned that sort of language) 

And that folks, is what Sean made of his 1st day back.

1st day back at school......

This morning was cold and damp, as I looked out of the window, seemed like fall was willing it's sweet little self closer and closer. Before we know it, they'll be lots of  cold white stuff all over the place...Yeah, that's it....SNOW......OOO......

I practically had to use a spatula to scrape Sean my 7 year old out of bed... He has not seen this side of the morning for months. What time I hear you asking..? 630am.. Why so early? Well the school he attends have changed the start time of school, it's now 8am.
Reluctantly he got dressed and had a mouse sized breakfast as he normally eats. He brushed his teeth with the vigor of a old aged sloth.
We walked to school this morning as I thought it would be a great idea... 'great' ideas eh? especially mine make me wonder, if my 'great' ideas are really that 'great'?? ....anyhow, got Sean to school safe and sound and will be waiting to see how his 1st day of grade 2 was, with his brand new teacher.

As for Nicholas, he got out of bed had a shower and ate breakfast like an old pro!! I am sure he will secretly enjoy his 1st day of school. When I ask him how it went, he'll probably utter, "it was alright"!

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Back to School tomorrow....yippee

This will be tomorrow, but without the smiles for my 2 boys!!

So the boys go back to school tomorrow, I am so excited. I will be back in my normal routine. My boys however, are not too excited about going back. My 12 year old had been sleeping in till 1030 - 11 ish everyday and when he did eventually scrape himself out of bed he would torment his little brother.
Is this what parents perpetually wish for, their kids in school? .......................... I will answer for myself...............YES..
There was a time, many moons back, that there was only myself to take care of, and that seemed hard enough at the time. Then came Nicholas a cute chubby little baby who had colic for the 1st 5 months of his life.....If it wasn't colic, he was just probably a grumpy baby, but I prefer the explanation colic.  5 years later came a little Sean who was an easy going baby, enjoyed his bathtimes and his food and most other stuff. After that, oh crumbs, I've lost count, how many kiddies do I have again...???
Anyhow, the house will be back to normal soon and I can have some of my tiny bit of sanity back.