Randomness

1.  Back after a week away and settling into the routine once again.  Trolls went off to respective holding cells with relative ease, and I did the groceries-laundry-etc etc etc (my last Thanksgiving-related day off work).  Having friends over for dinner tomorrow night, which calls for a few exceptional measures.  Vacuuming, for one.  I also baked cookies and only ate three.  A heroic effort, if I do say so myself.

2.  Realized today that we forgot one thing when we went away for a week.  And it was something that one DOES NOT want to forget.   Some background:  we use cloth diapers.  When they get dirty and are waiting to be washed, they go into a diaper pail.  Generally, we do a load every couple of days but last week, the morning we left fell on an odd day and...well...we forgot five dirty diapers in the pail.  FOR A WEEK.  I opened the lid this morning and I swear, a mushroom cloud billowed out and stripped the top layer of skin off my face with a blinding flash of light.  It was like the freaking APOCALYPSE.  I streaked to the laundry room holding the pail as far from my nose as possible...and then wrung every last drop out of the bleach bottle in an effort to clean the fluorescent, bubbling, goopy mess.  In the end, the diapers came out snowy white but OH THE HORROR.

3.  It's Friday night so Eva picked a movie...this week it was "Sleeping Beauty".  During the opening credits, she said, "This happened in the 14th century".  Indeed.  Why is it that my five-year-old can remember datelines of ancient Disney movies she has only seen once before, but she can't remember to LEAVE HER SISTER ALONE, even when I repeat that phrase every ten seconds of her life???

4.  Washed three of Etienne's good shirts.  The really good, expensive ones he wears for work.  The ones that aren't supposed to be WASHED, but rather lovingly dry-cleaned by fairies who use golden sparkly wands that tinkle as they wave magic cleaning dust over the shirts.  The shirts now fit Barbie dolls.  I am such an IDIOT.

5.  Slow-cooking a giant chunk of beef with star anise gravy tomorrow for guests.  Also having rosemary-roasted autumn vegetables and lots of WINE! WINE! WINE!  I know you're jealous.

Um...unless you're vegetarian.

      

Class with a Capital "K"

Tonight I went with the girls to the home of a good friend and her husband, to spend the afternoon and have dinner.

Now, they see the girls maybe once a year...so I tend to hope my children will behave relatively well when we visit.

And they did, until the middle of our lovely dinner, when Eva got up to go to the washroom.

All was quiet for a few minutes, and then suddenly she hollered down the hall:

"MAMA! I HAVE A GREAT BIG SKID!!!"


(audible, defeated little sigh)

Not nearly enough swear words...

...to describe THIS.

THIS happened around 4 this afternoon. It started as sleet and then morphed into big, fat, fluffy wet flakes that STUCK (the bastards).

I talked with Etienne on the phone and he said he wore SHORTS today, back home in the east.
SHORTS.

Eva is delighted.
Of course, she's not the one who has to stuff a toddler into a snowsuit all winter long.

It begins.

(insert heavy sigh here)

Had an amazing Thanksgiving dinner, thanks to my beautiful mum.
Being here with her and my dad - even for this short visit - is a gift.

I am lucky.

And I am thankful.

These poor people

1. We are home. It feels good. Saw my mum and dad and all is right with the world.

2. The girls were great on the plane - easier than I expected. We ate nearly everything I packed for lunch plus some Timatin (or whatever they're called) morning fatfest sandwiches. Good stuff. Addie slept about an hour and a half between Toronto and here...WAY TO GO, KID! And Eva drew and drew and drew and Kung Fu Pandaed.

3. Amazing arriving at the airport here and seeing two dear friends waiting with my dad to pick us up. I hadn't expected them. These are women I've known since I was just a single digit old. They are intelligent, strong, and beautiful...it made my heart sing to see them. So grateful to know them.

4. Eva was shocked to find out that my parents have more than one car.

Me: "That's because they don't have a subway here".

Eva: "NO SUBWAY??? HOW RUDE, those people who built this city. They didn't even think to put in a SUBWAY???"

Stops to pump a fistful of Froot Loops into her mouth.

Eva, with all the sympathy a five-year-old can muster: "These POOR PEOPLE. They don't even have a SUBWAY".

Sorry

To my faithful readers (hi, Mom!) I just want to say sorry...I've been nutso busy.

Two great friends from back home were kind enough to drop from the skies for a visit...and I spent so much time having fun that I haven't written anything.

And now I, too, am heading home...back to the golden wheatfields of my youth...although now that I think about it, I'm guessing harvest is over and it's all just a mass of baked brown fields.  I always picture fall as idyllic but now that I think about it, Saskatchewan autumns are basically one month of standing in a wind tunnel, followed by a giant dump of snow.  

At any rate, thrilled to head home with my girlies to see my family for Thanksgiving.  

The only thing I'm not looking forward to is the flight...between my own terror and having to control Adele, it's going to be a rough ride.   Anyone want to bet on how many times she'll streak down the aisle with her thumb in her mouth, grumbling about the food?  Or arch her back with an audible snap and enough force to bend steel, to escape my evil clutches during takeoff and landing?    

At least Eva's an old pro at this travel thing.  She'll draw, play with Polly Pockets, and giddily snack her way across three states and four provinces.

Will update asap...think low turbulence and gentle landing thoughts for me.

Today I forgot....

1.  Eva's gym outfit.  She had nothing to change into and wound up being the only kid running around in gym wearing jeans and a t-shirt instead of shorts and a t-shirt.  This was a big deal for some reason, but she wasn't quite able to tell me exactly why.

2.  Eva's naptime blanket.  The kids spread the blankets around on the floor and lie down on top of them (oh, how lovely and comfortable that must be).  She says she had to lie down ON A TABLE.

Okay, once again I'm the only parent who forgot.  And it's not Etienne's fault at all because he didn't know I'd brought home the gym stuff and blanket to wash.  

He would not have forgotten, had he known.

I made cookies today, which must redeem me somewhat.

Off to cuddle with Eva, before she passes out for the night.  

If I haven't forgotten where to find her bedroom.

Stuff

1.  We are all sick.  We have all been sick all week.  So when Eva complained bitterly - and for several hours - of a sore throat, I decided to grab a flashlight and have a gander down her neck.  What I saw actually made me gasp audibly - her tonsils were two freaking BEACH BALLS.  I have never seen anything like it.  I went online shortly afterward and did a search for photos of tonsillitis - the example photos were like grains of sand compared to what was fighting for space in the back of my daughter's head.  Went to doctor.  Eva's doing fine.  Still complaining, but seems to be doing better.

2.  Adele helped me empty the dishwasher silverware holder yesterday.  Piece........by piece..........by.......................piece.   Took us about five hours, but she loved it.  She was one angry little troll when she realized I wasn't about to let help with the plates.   So I distracted her by letting her scoop out the litterbox.

3.   Addie said "bateau" today, as clear as a bell.  Up until now, it's been "baaadaaah".  SO COOL...too cute to hear her say the word properly, in her wee little 14-month-old's voice.  Time for me to start whispering the word "boat" in her ear.  

4.  Had to crack down on Eva tonight about her friends.  She's been crying and reacting badly after playing...never wants the good times to end.  Sorry kid, hate to break it to you, but they end.  So just hurry up with that bye-bye and let's go eat the slop I've poured out of a can for supper.  I tried to head the drama off at the pass today, by having a little chat with her BEFORE we invited her friend over.  She PROMISED that she would react calmly at the end of the playdate, and PROMISED that she would not get upset.  Well, that promise was broken FASTER THAN A BRITNEY SPEARS WEDDING VOW.   Tears, foot-stomping, the works.  We were NOT AMUSED.  Consequence...an immediate time-out, and no friends over on Monday.  We'll try again Tuesday.  Being the boom SUCKS.

5.  Watching the debate with Etienne.  We are both trying to stay awake but losing the battle. 

Actually, LOST the battle.

Good night!!!

p.s.  Kidding about the litterbox part.