tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56193457208099642212012-02-16T21:10:00.508-07:00Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.comBlogger5411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-34001872449182691902012-02-14T19:58:00.009-07:002012-02-14T21:30:03.013-07:00

Well, it's V-Day. People have mixed feelings about this day. My feelings are not mixed. It's a good day. A day to celebrate love and kindness and where people go out of their way to do nice things for others is a good thing. Whether you have a romance or not. This year, my Valentine is in Alberta, so it's all about the kiddos this time. I usually try to make the day special for the kids

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This is today:Working Out:The kids love working out with us on Saturday mornings. They get really into it as well. They've even chosen to get changed into their own workout gear for the occasion. It's hilarious. Playing in the snow:Sledding at Sunset. My kids haven't gone sledding much, because they weren't really interested. Well, their interest level has increased significantly this

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I feel like my life has perfect balance. Which works well for my anal mind, because I like things to be just so. Like when I eat something bite size, I have to have an even number. JuJubes, for example. I have to have 4, or 6...not 5. Because then there is a balance between the right side of my mouth and the left. I would like my teeth to decay at the same rate. Or for my jaw muscles to be

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Yesterday, the kids had eye-doctor appointments. About a week ago, they did a vision and hearing screening test at school, and Lucy came home with a little letter that said it was recommended that she see an eye-doctor. She got a little giggly-nervous about the idea of glasses and 'almost' shed a tear, until she remembered that her friend Natalie wears glasses, and they're bright pink, and they

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-67105058464325686812012-02-07T11:52:00.005-07:002012-02-07T12:27:12.087-07:00

I feel the grocery shopping is an art. Or maybe a science. Most days it's a sport. Either way, it takes a lot of effort, energy, and determination. And a few moments of gritting your teeth and muscling through. I enjoy cooking, and therefore I enjoy meal-planning. This does not, therefore, result in me loving grocery shopping though. I don't hate it, but oh, there are moments, people. I

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I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm not really big into SuperBowl Sunday. It's just another Sunday to me. Tyler likes football, but he doesn't watch it very often. And I'm always at odds about watching the SuperBowl simply because it's on a Sunday. I mean, we don't PLAY sports on Sunday, so why do we watch other people PLAY sports on Sunday...especially people who are paid to do it. Of

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Tonight as I was hulling the strawberries that I bought at the grocery store this afternoon (holy $1.99/lb) for an after-church snack tomorrow, and a stray strawberry would find its way into my mouth rather than the bowl I got this huge wave of memory. Like the flavour of a strawberry was actually the memory itself. Do you remember on Saturday evenings, when your dad would come home from doing

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My kids are REALLY into Star Wars. Or they're getting there. We've watched all 6 episodes with them before. We have spent each saturday for the last 3 watching them again. Today, we're on Episode 3. As a result, a lot of our playing involves Star Wars themed games. Light-saber wars, R2D2 (or bee-boo-beep-beep, as Logan calls him) Trouble, and the most popular? Tauntaun rides. Basically a

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-48875592922212816772012-02-03T12:48:00.011-07:002012-02-03T19:15:51.710-07:00

Today we had BIG plans. HUGE plans. COLOSSAL plans. Plans that had been in the works for about 6 weeks. See, on December 18th we had some friends over for dinner. It was there that we learned about Feb-Fest. (Did I mention my city is awesome?) Feb-Fest is like a mid-winter festival downtown with tons of fun things to do to help you enjoy winter and make it through another month or so. It

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-39371330899287062162012-02-02T11:51:00.004-07:002012-02-02T12:06:33.726-07:00

Today, the boys and I headed to the church so I could practice organ. It sounds boring, but I get a good 45 minutes of practice time in, and the boys love it. They loved playing in the nursery together. They have some pretty awesome toys in there. I came back to the nursery to find them playing with the little people. They were creating families out of them. So here's what they came up with

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-72209452236532589162012-01-29T16:14:00.014-07:002012-01-29T20:16:23.514-07:00

Since my posting lately seems to be a travel-log of our weekends, but these moments are still important to me, and worthy of a blog post, I decided to make this a 'some-what' wordless weekend blog. Much of the activities were the same as the previous 3 weekends, which sounds borrowing, but I love it...and so do my kids. Lucy woke up Saturday morning and asked, "Are we having waffles again today

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-44891663068783233092012-01-26T12:40:00.012-07:002012-01-26T13:11:31.901-07:00

Yesterday, Lucy's class, along with a bunch of other classes from her school, headed to the Invista Center for skating. She was so pumped. She kept telling me that she was going to be able to help other kids in her class because she already knows how to skate. The last time she went skating, was also the first time. Last year, February, with her Kindergarten class for lessons. About 2 days

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-66864184565112249622012-01-23T11:25:00.010-07:002012-01-23T12:36:05.784-07:00

I don't know if this will always be the case, but we've had 2 saturdays in a row, where we didn't have a thing planned, and therefore, we could spend the day doing whatever we wanted. Which translates to the kids picking what we do. Which translates to a lot of games, and toys, and fun at home. We had a late Friday night with friends over to play games, so the kids were all a bit grumpy all

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-78241178307913725412012-01-16T16:42:00.003-07:002012-01-16T17:00:02.094-07:00

So, it's January 16th. 16 days into my New Years resolution to feel the love, spread the love, and say the love. By today, I should have said "I love you" 192 times between the 4 other members of my family. I was curious to know what would happen when I started doing this. If it would actually make a difference to them, or just to me. Or anyone at all. So I've also decided to add another

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-31188414037100006552012-01-14T16:47:00.009-07:002012-01-14T17:29:58.955-07:00

So our mild winter has suddenly turned...less mild. We got freezing rain on Wednesday night that sent everything into a tailspin Thursday. Buses weren't running, and everything was slick. We ended up having to give Lucy and Tyler a ride to school and work that morning...and then make the same trip again on the way home. We decided to skip the drive to Taekwondo that night, and voted for a

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Yesterday was our final saturday of holidays. It's hard and exciting to think about getting back to schedule on Monday. It's been really great having all the kids at home and letting them just 'be'. Playing, sleeping in, shopping, hanging out. It's been great. But times and seasons, right? We have been staying up way too late and getting up way too late, and it's time to go back to normal.

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-9957893058323531432012-01-05T22:49:00.000-07:002012-01-12T12:55:38.680-07:00

Today is our first full day at home. We slept in till after 9am. It was beautiful. Thank goodness for our own beds! The day has been spent sort of unpacking, laundry, and playing with toys. Plus, we went to Walmart so I could get some groceries to feed this family with, and so the kids could look at stuff to spend their gift-cards on. No luck. Max also got his Star Wars Trouble game that I

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-30414058766052347052012-01-05T00:33:00.000-07:002012-01-12T12:48:55.308-07:00

Today was home day. It was long. It was tough. But now we're home. We got up, loaded up and actually hit the road to the airport exactly when I said I wanted to...that is a first. But on the way to the airport I checked flight-tracker and discovered our plane was delayed 30 minutes...so we were extra early. once our bags were checked and we had our boarding passes, we decided to waste time

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-64145029999734835602012-01-03T23:22:00.000-07:002012-01-12T12:33:01.256-07:00

Today, we spent our time doing last minute things and saying goodbye. It was fun and not fun. The plan was for Tyler and I to take a quick trip downtown this morning to exchange the climbing harness I bought him for Christmas at MEC. The kids were going to play with my mom for a bit. Then Alison texted me to say that Trevor was going to drop Cy and Jilli off to play for a bit that morning, so

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-90199300597220462832012-01-03T00:03:00.005-07:002012-01-12T12:21:46.312-07:00

Well, our 2am bedtime did not mix well with Logan's choice to have a lousy night. Up multiple times between 5:30am and 7:30am, when I finally consigned myself to be up. Sharing a bedroom with him is definitely getting old and I am looking forward to being home for that reason. Also, living out of a suitcase is getting old too. Especially suitcases between 2 different houses. It's hard to

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-50929488374931343802012-01-02T02:09:00.001-07:002012-01-12T09:22:55.229-07:00

Today is Sunday, so our celebrating of New Years Day is limited to home stuff...and church stuff. But after a busy Saturday/New Years Eve, that's about perfect. We went to church in Cochrane again, and loved seeing everyone there. It was nice to go this week with the whole family too. Logan's been a bit grumpy, so Sacrament meeting was a challenge, but we made it. Two of the Young Men that

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-63422383039476625952011-12-31T23:03:00.000-07:002012-01-11T17:18:11.342-07:00

This afternoon, all the ladies got gussied up for Beauty & The Beast. We were SO excited. Jacob was sweet and commented on how 'fancy' we all looked. Nice boy.We had a nice time. It was really special and fun to go with Lucy. What a sweet girl. She was so excited. There were a few technical difficulties at the beginning with the sound, so we didn't get started until 20 minutes late. But

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-91971667507443250762011-12-31T22:28:00.003-07:002011-12-31T22:57:47.397-07:00

It has been a while since I've blogged, and I have a TON of stories and pictures to share from our trip to Alberta. I will get there, eventually. I've been spending my time having fun, or totally exhausted from the fun, instead of blogging. But today, since it is New Years Eve, I thought I'd take a moment.I have been thinking a lot this month about what sort of New Years Resolutions I wanted

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-66819507208137137102011-12-31T13:32:00.000-07:002012-01-11T17:02:23.640-07:00

Today is Grandma Maurine's birthday, and so she asked us to come over for breakfast so she could cook waffles for everyone at her house. It seems strange for someone to cook a meal for a LOT of people on their own birthday, but I think she is realizing that she won't be in that house for much longer, and wants to create memories there as much as possible. Plus, I imagine she wants to do

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-67738725276009208152011-12-30T23:29:00.000-07:002012-01-10T13:38:05.220-07:00

Today was the anticipated day. We were ALL heading to the new Science Center, together! Whoot. As we drove into the parking lot, Tyler commented that it was annoying that you had to pay for parking, and for admission. Lucy responded by saying, "You have to pay twice?! It must be REALLY good."The kids had a great time. How could you not. We spent the first hour checking out exhibits. Then

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-13512444429642682212011-12-30T01:06:00.004-07:002012-01-10T12:27:30.336-07:00

Today, we be chillin' like a villain. Tyler and I headed over to the mall this morning to check out some Boxing Day Sales while the kids hung out at Grandma's. We did pretty good. Seriously, it's so much easier to shop without kids. Sorry guys. We checked out a few things at Ricki's and Old Navy that I was interested in, but no luck. Tyler bought a sweater. Then we headed to Aeropostale,

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-81900733898182038902011-12-28T23:31:00.003-07:002012-01-10T07:35:47.055-07:00

Today, we spent the day hanging out at my parent's house. Actually, the kids and I hung out, and Tyler headed to the movies with my brother and my nephew.My kids love playing with their cousins. Logan loves trying on shoes...so trying on cousins shoes was inevitable. Here he's wearing Cy's (Cy is huge, by the way - he was hoping to be taller than me. He's taller than my mom already, and I'm

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-7215128458406954762011-12-27T22:55:00.000-07:002012-01-08T21:17:17.045-07:00

Today was our Merry Christmas with the Bourne's. We woke up happy...well, most of us. Tyler felt a bit queazy all morning and laid in bed for quite a while. The kids got right into playing with Cy and Jillian, who came home from their Dad's this morning. Alison and I attempted to work out together using my work-out DVD. She had never done it, and I hadn't done it, or pretty much anything for

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-73970351917422632022011-12-27T01:48:00.000-07:002012-01-08T20:54:58.233-07:00

Today, we woke up, pretty much better. Still a lower appetite, but healthy. The plans for today were to go to the Mundy Christmas party at John and Marianne's, and then over to my parent's house to hang out. We are going to do Christmas day with the Bourne's tomorrow, so we decided to get a jump start and sleep over there tonight. Going to the Mundy's always involves a lot of food. So there

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-78939181419179440282011-12-25T23:56:00.007-07:002012-01-08T18:14:11.593-07:00

Christmas morning, we woke up feeling much better! I had a crazy drug-induced sleep, but my back was significantly better by morning. Max had thrown up a few times in the night, but Logan slept, which was also great news. Because Christmas was on a Sunday, we opted to go to church first and then do gifts. Well, the healthy people went to church. Tyler stayed home with the boys, and Janie,

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Friday morning we woke up ready to play. Lucy and Max had slept in Grandma and Papa's room. They specifically went out and bought a new King Sized bed, just so grandkids could sleep with them. So that's what they did. Papa was tired, so he went to bed with the kids. When Grandma went to go to bed, there was no room in the king-sized bed for her. So she bunked with Janeen in her room, and

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Today was a very exciting and exhausting day of travel. Of course, to prepare for this very long and exhausting day of travel we decided it would be wise to stay up well past midnight making JibJab videos of our kids dancing around like elves. Very wise. But, they were hilarious and we just couldn't help ourselves. Our plan was to leave the house at 9am so we could get to Ottawa before 11 and

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-26906663926742160512011-12-21T20:40:00.005-07:002011-12-21T20:59:02.641-07:00

There is always a delicate balance between taking ENOUGH pictures of your children so that when they are grown they don't feel like you scrimped on the photos of their youth, but not TOO MUCH that they become hams! I'm bordering on ham with this one:We are getting ready to fly tomorrow to be in Alberta for Christmas. I'm trying really hard not to call it, "Flying Home" for Christmas, because

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-83833443725250220382011-12-18T12:45:00.012-07:002011-12-18T13:38:18.102-07:00

Our Express Christmas Day was AWESOME! Seriously, I couldn't have planned a better day...except that I DID plan this day...and it was great. We were all up and ready to open presents by about 9am. Max almost headed down to the basement where he knew I had been storing all the Christmas presents, until we reminded him that presents are under the tree. The kids almost went for a free-for-all

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-21323999046718584012011-12-17T12:48:00.004-07:002011-12-17T13:55:50.878-07:00

Merry Christmas!! Wait, too early? Christmas isn't until next week you say? But we're already done! I know we're in a different time zone...but this seems a bit ridiculous. Sufficiently confused yet? Because we're travelling to Alberta for Christmas, we decided, and explained to the kids, that we would have a pre-Christmas here at home where we would open all of our BIG gifts, that wouldn't

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-47603840315504001482011-12-15T13:44:00.003-07:002011-12-15T13:50:34.037-07:00

Today, we made yet ANOTHER trip to Hotel Dieu Urgent Care hospital. Yup. Again. Lucy came home from school yesterday complaining that her ear was bugging her. She was up in the night with it, and even my alternating doses of ibuprofen and acetaminophen were not making a difference. While I was up in the night with her, my ear started bugging me too. Sympathy pains? It felt pretty really to

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-47639251260876266962011-12-14T12:26:00.004-07:002011-12-14T12:38:21.869-07:00

It is a tradition to decorate some sort of Gingerbread creation sometime in the month of December. It's messy and haphazard, we never eat the finish product, it just sits for a few weeks and then we throw the rock-hard creation in the garbage (trying to explain to the children that it's ok and that these things can't be saved forever), and there is often a lot of stress trying to stop the kids

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-71271306167830133002011-12-13T12:02:00.004-07:002011-12-13T12:16:10.745-07:00

Life is slowly getting back to normal, after our sick-hiatus. I do not like sick-hiatuses. Both kids were back to school yesterday, and it was just Logan and I all glorious day. I was finally able to get back to working out and those 2 weeks of have put me way behind. Logan has been singing "Jimma Bells" all day today. When we try to sing it with him, he starts out with: "Jimma Bells, Jimma

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-10558229648449224512011-12-10T12:00:00.012-07:002011-12-13T12:02:32.221-07:00

Today was our Kingston Branch Christmas party...a brunch. (Good idea Tyler). It was fantastic and fun. Tyler and I spent the majority of our time in the kitchen, but we had our own little party in there with the Roberts' and Sandy Cunningham. And Lucy. She was an all-star French Toast chef today! "I'd take the heel of white toast before brown toast any day!" We learned that there is a

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-13303506977948098982011-12-09T21:56:00.007-07:002011-12-09T22:01:29.995-07:00

Tonight, after family scriptures and prayers, in which, Logan was very much NOT reverent, Tyler decided to make him practice his reverence. (Yes, we do make our kids practice being reverent). But mom was being a bit irreverent taking pictures of her cute boy practicing his reverence. Sometimes, I just can't help myself.It's so hard to fold your arms AND close your eyes at the same time!AND sit

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-64327481443221526742011-12-08T11:55:00.004-07:002011-12-08T12:13:47.210-07:00

Yesterday, my very wonderful, and very wise SIL posted as her Facebook status: "Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers." And it kinda hit home for me. I've been thinking...actually, I have had this nagging thought in the back of my mind about the concept of answered/unanswered prayers for a little while now. I like the Garth Brooks song, because it's sweet and romantic, but

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-66447037297947360442011-12-06T12:35:00.004-07:002011-12-06T14:51:17.595-07:00

I'm feeling a touch sentimental today. I'm not sure what has brought it on. Maybe the fact that we've been sick for so long, and I'm just grateful for what it is...and what it isn't. Either way, I've just been thinking a lot about the Christmas season and why I like it so much.I like Christmas baking. I'm not going to lie. It makes me glowie. I like doing it, I like smelling it, I like

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-3220320159415538052011-12-06T12:08:00.003-07:002011-12-06T12:11:39.065-07:00

Found this on the kitchen counter:How could it not?Plus, flowers from my wonderful husband. It's the little things...

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Well, we wasted another x-amount of hours at Hotel Dieu Hospital yesterday...with zero results. I recognize that there's nothing to be done about a virus...but when your kids have a fever for 10+ days with vomiting and ear pain and white tongues and the WORST breath ever...you assume it has to be more than just the common flu. Well, you know what happens when you assume...Anyway, we spent the

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Max: "How do you spell TIGGER?Me: "T.I. Double GA. ER, that spells TIGGER."Max: "But I don't know how to write a double GA ER"******************************************************************************************Max to Logan: "Is he awesome or is he a boy?"nice. Girls rule.*****************************************************************************************Me: "Where's Logan?"Max: "

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A lot of this:And this:And this:And not much else.

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Looking at a Noah's Ark book:Logan: 'Fish'Me: 'No, those are dolphins'Logan: 'Why?' (his new favorite question)Me: 'because!...Dolphins have live young...fish lay eggs.'Logan: 'oh.'Sometimes the best answer is the most correct one.*******************************************************************Logan: 'Knock Knock'Me: 'Who's there?'Logan: 'Owl'Me: 'Owl who?'pauseLogan: 'Knock knock'Me: 'Who's

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News Flash: we're all still sick. Max seemed to be a bit perkier yesterday, although sleeping in till 10am will probably do that for you. Logan's still down. He got up at 9am and had a bottle with me. We sat in the big soaker tub for the bottle because the day before he drank it and the puked it all over my bed, and I just didn't feel like washing all the bedding again. So we sat in the tub

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Last night, we ended up in the Emergency Room. (How's THAT for an opener!) First of all, it was more like 5pm, and second of all, if wasn't an emergency. And thus the story begins.When you move to Ontario, you have to register for OHIP (Healthcare) and obviously get an Ontario Driver's License. We have done these things. Tyler and I took a morning, quite a while back, to go to the government

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Lucy is growing up way too fast. She's gone at school all day, and I feel like we hardly see her. And it's getting to the point where I'm getting used to NOT having her here, rather than the other way around. It's like trying to figure out being a mom of 3-kids all over again every weekend. And I don't like it. Yesterday she was complaining that her lips hurt and Tyler and I told her they

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So Max is still sick. He was up a number of times through the night with dry-heaves because all he had to eat yesterday was a waffle and a few slices of apple. I felt so bad for his trembling little body. And my sleep was restless as I dreamt about sick kids during my sleeping time, and dealt with sick kids during the awake time. I'm not sure what parts were real and what parts weren't. Oh

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This morning, we woke up to thisActually, I woke up to Max calling, "Mommy!" at 5:45 this morning. I had a pretty rough night. Tyler's been sick since he got home and now it appears that Max has got it too. Headache, tired, achey. No appetite. Rough. He settled down again around 7, so I went back to bed. I was a little slow going this morning. Lucy came bounding into our room, excited for

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Sunday was another busy but fun day. It was our first full day with Dad. Max had to give a talk in primary, Tyler had early morning meetings, and I had choir practice after church. Busy.I was also pulled out of primary at one point to go and meet with the Branch President. (This sounds like going to the principles office). I was extended a new calling. To clarify, an additional calling,

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On Saturday, we spent most of the day hanging out...waiting. We tidied a bit. We watched a movie. We waited for the time to pass. I made supper. Dad was scheduled to arrive at 5:15pm. That was hard to wait for. But the time finally did come and we barely made it to the airport on time. Isn't that always the way?The kids peered through the window at his plane...waiting for him to come down

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All week Logan and I have been singing that song. It's true what they say, that absence makes the heart grow fonder. It's also true that your 20-month-old doesn't get that repeatedly talking about how Dad is gone and the the left on an airplane does not help time pass faster. Every morning, Logan would come into my room and point to the bathroom and ask, "Daddy, shower?" "No, Dad's not in the

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Max is a sweet, stubborn little boy. And has been since day 1. Stubborn that is. Where Lucy did everything by the book, Max did NOTHING by the book. Stubborn. He left me guessing for a long time, and it took me FOREVER to figure him out. Still working on that. But there are a few things I HAVE figured out (hooray me). I have figured out that he is a tender, sweet spirit. And when his

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Today was day one without dad. And we always try to fill day one without dad (D1W/OD) with fun things to make it pass quickly. I call it the Art of Distraction. The first day is hard. Then we get into a routine of not having him around. And then we get excited for when he's coming home. So we just need to get through day 1. Today, after sleeping in a bit because we had a late night last

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Today, for the first time in 4 months, I'm feeling homesick. Like, achey homesick. I've done really good so far. For weeks leading up to our move, the kids and Tyler and I would always ask in our prayers and fasting that the transition would go smoothly, and that we would make friends quickly when we moved. And we have. Actually, the transition has been so smooth that I can only describe it

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Today, Max had his first play date. His very own. There have been many times where we have gone to friend's houses, or they have come to ours to play with Lucy AND Max...but today, it was just Max's friends coming to play with Max. (And Logan). When we were at the park after school on Wednesday, I got a chance to push Max's two friends and Max on the swings. They were having a riot and kept

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-37092544800078301742011-11-09T23:59:00.000-07:002011-11-13T20:07:06.667-07:00

Max got a shaving kit for Christmas last year. Every once in a while he either sees his dad shaving...or he sees it in the cupboard and gets the urge to shave. And every once in a while, I make time for it. And when I see these faces...I think that shaving cream all over the bathroom is worth it.

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Today I got to do something wonderful. I got to spend nearly 2 hours in Max's classroom with him. I was able to visit with his teacher and check on his progress. She gave me a casual report card (the real deal comes out in February), and I was able to watch him do what he does. This is heaven to me. Not being a part of my kids every moment is very difficult for me. Plus, as most mothers

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The day after Halloween, we all slept in to recover. And then we decided to do a little shopping with Grandma. Tyler had to leave that afternoon for Montreal, so the shopping needed to be done in the morning. We headed to Old Navy, where Grandma spoiled the kids with new clothes, and then to HomeSense, where she bought us some decorative things for our home for my birthday. I LOVE HomeSense.

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Halloween is seriously one of my most favourite times of year. I don't know why. Costumes and Candy and my birthday...it's just ALL awesome! I get excited to see my kids get so excited. This year, Lucy was a butterfly fairy. Originally it was just a butterfly, but she has recently started reading the Rainbow Fairy book series and so the costume had to incorporate a fairy. Grandma helped her

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-71767828242063744092011-10-29T23:44:00.002-06:002011-11-13T13:13:57.747-07:00

Saturday was a great day. It was a little grey and chilly...but definitely doable. We decided to head to the Fruition Berry Farm to check out the Corn Maze and Pumpkin Patch there. The website warned of muddy conditions, so we donned old shoes and headed out. Muddy was an understatement. There were people coming out of the maze with mud to their eyeballs...nearly. Grandma and Papa didn't

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Someone on our street started a "Phantom Bat" pixie party last week. Basically, you know on someone's door with a bag full of halloween goodies and run like heck so you don't get spotted. In the bag you find dollar-store decorations, etc, and a note that tells you you've been visited by the Phantom Bat and that you need to do the same to two other people on the street within a day. Give them a

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Today we visited Kingston Mills. The Locks. We have driven past them almost every Sunday, since we moved here, but haven't taken the time to stop and take a gander. With Grandma and Papa visiting, we figured it was the perfect time...and we chose the perfect day. It was BEAUTIFUL. A perfect fall day for walking around outside. The kids loved checking out the "Big Bathtub" for the boats, and

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I spent ALL day cleaning the house and getting organized for Grandma's arrival. Everyone was kind of buzzing all day with anticipation. Her flight left at 8:30 Thursday morning and we expected her to arrive around 5pm. She flew into Toronto and had to drive from there to here. We were biting our nails hoping she would make it on time to come to Taekwondo with us. Tyler called me at one point

Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13288120514441122958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5619345720809964221.post-6019971763057191642011-10-27T12:46:00.003-06:002011-10-27T13:11:09.106-06:00

Back pain stinks. It comes at the WORST times and sticks around and just makes everything more frustrating, difficult and exhausting. Noise seems noisier when your back hurts. Did you know that? I'm not sure what I did this time, but I went to get a dress out of Lucy's closet Sunday morning all calm-like and happy and I felt a twinge. Uh-oh, I thought. Better be careful. Sat on the floor.

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Fun pictures:And by request...a fat face of Tyler

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On Sunday evening, we drove Tyler to the train station so he could head out to Toronto for 2 days. Apparently this will be the trend for us in the next little while. In the month of November, he will be sleeping away from home 17 nights. See you in December Tyler...He's heading to Montreal, Banff, Ottawa, and Toronto. Business travel is not as glamourous as one might think. But at least he

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We recently updated our iPhones with the new OS. Exciting, I know. But what this means is there's new things to play with. My brother uses our iTunes account. Yes, we know you do. The reason we know you do, is whenever we update our phones, suddenly we have apps that we didn't purchase. One such app, is Fat Face. It's funny. So I tried it. This is my fat family:The kids had Taekwondo on

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Thanksgiving has come and gone. And yet I still feel it lingering...maybe's it the dishes that keep reminding me. Isn't it amazing that it takes a week to plan, a whole day to cook, another whole day to clean up afterwards, and yet only 20 minutes to eat it? Huh. Whilst in the middle of my Thanksgiving prep, we got a ring-a-ding at the door. More neighbourhood kids asking to play? Nope,

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Happy Thanksgiving! So far, this holiday Monday has not disappointed. Tyler and I were up LATE last night skyping with my family. They were all at my parent's for Thanksgiving dinner. 22 people! I tried not to think about it too much. We skyped until nearly 1am. It was great to get turkey tips from my dad. Catch up with my sisters. And laugh with my brother and his wife. Good times.

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There's a song I know. It goes something like this:Saturday is a special day, it's a day we get ready for SundayWe clean the house, and we shop at the storeSo we don't have to work until Monday...Saturday IS a special day. It's the only day of the week (that isn't the Sabbath) that everyone is around. So it is definitely the Get The Work Done day. On this particular Saturday, we set out to

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Thursdays are busy at this house. Yesterday was particularly so. Scratch that...every day this week has seemed particularly busy. 5 people living in one house...all with different things to do. Well, Logan pretty much does what everyone else does, but his sleep needs factor in. On Mondays and Thursdays the kids have Taekwondo. We are still in the process of deciding what we want them to do.

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This weekend is a monumental event in our home. It's akin to Thanksgiving and Christmas. There is a lot of planning and preparing that goes into meal planning and activities for this weekend. Basically the plan is this:Don't plan to do anything else except watch General Conference.To execute that plan, meals must be well thought out, so as to not require mom having to be in the kitchen while

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Yesterday, my kids got to participate in the National Terry Fox School Run. Before they left or school we had this conversation:Me: "Hey, you guys get to do the Terry fox run at school today, for cancer research!"Max: "and then I will get cancer?"Me: "No, you will get money to help doctors fix cancer."Max: "Oh, ok then."Well, at least he's not going on blind faith...he asks questions just to be

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Last night, we went for a walk. My kids beg us to take them for walks. All the time. Most days we walk to the bus stop. We walk home. We walk to the bus stop at the end of the day. We walk to the park and play for an hour before dinner. We have dinner, and they're begging me to take them for a walk. We usually oblige. There's no harm in that.So tonight we ventured to a new spot. Our

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We have been racking our brains, and our bank account, to try and figure out what extra-curriculars to enrol our kids in this year. It's basically driving me nuts. (Not a far trip). I want my kids to be involved in stuff, but I don't want them to be over scheduled. Kids need time to just be kids too. But I strongly believe that team-sports, or music, or some sort of extra-curricular teaches

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Well, today was one of those days where it pays to live in Kingston. We had the great pleasure of going on a tour of a naval ship that was docked in Kingston for one day. The Commanding Officers and ship's companies of Her Majesty's Canadian Ships (HMCS) Shawinigan and Summerside are visiting Kingston.The ships arrived September 21 and berthed at Crawford Wharf. The ships are open to visitors

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Monday night. A cherished time. Time for families to get together and spend some quality time together. Time for fun and learning and sweetness. Or, at our house, time to break out the new tools and tame the backyard before fall. Our shrubs were getting a little over-zealous and started taking over the backyard, so it was time to take back what was ours. Plus it was garbage day the next day

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So we planned to pick Lucy up from school on Friday so we could go to Walmart and buy a birthday present for the party she was going to the next day. But I realized that there was a Fair in town for that weekend only, and since our Saturday was already pretty booked up, we decided that Friday night was the time to go. I said to Max, 'Hey Max, do you want to go to the fair?'Max: "I don't know

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Labour Day we determined to have a final hurrah. It was cold. And windy. And grey. We went canoeing. Makes sense.We joined another family in our ward and their kid's and grandkid's and headed down to the dock for a quick trip around the point and a picnic lunch. We loaded Grandma and Grandson in one canoe with the fishing gear. Grandpa and 2 granddaughters in another canoe with picnic

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I have been feeling sick for the last 5 days. Well, sort of. It started Sunday afternoon. I never drink enough water on Sundays because i'm out of the house. And busy. When I'm at home I have water constantly. But at church it just doesn't happen. Even if I bring a water bottle with me. Dealing with 3 kids at church for 3+ hours is way more exhausting than dealing with 3 kind at home for

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In all our unpacking, we found an old disposable camera that we figured was from our honeymoon. Yes, 8 years ago, people were still buying disposable cameras. Not everyone had a digital camera, or a camera phone. Or even a cell phone for that matter. We stopped at a gas station on the way to our destination and bought a disposable camera. We took pictures and hoped they turned out. But we

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Today was Max's first full day of school...and his first day on the bus!When Lucy got on the bus for the first time, she lined up so sweetly. After ever step forward, she would turn around and wave. She waved getting on the bus. She waved after she told the bus driver her name. She waved from her seat....until the bus drove away. I had plenty of opportunities for pictures.On Max's first day

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Lucy and Max decided that today was the perfect day for a lemonade stand. Dad was at his Hunting course all day, and we were stuck at home without a vehicle. It was nice and sunny and all those things together equals a lemonade sign.Seriously, i'd buy lemonade from these kids. Oh wait, I did. 3 times. Plus, I paid for the lemonade. Oh well. They loved it. Our neighbour Jack and his little

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So the first day of school has been on my mind since we made the decision to move to Kingston. Lucy is a nervous-nelly most of the time and takes a bit to warm up to people. She is SUPER sweet and loves everyone, but just doesn't know what to say until she's good and comfortable. She did so well in Kindergarten and made great friends there, so I was sad to pull her away and have her start all

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Oh JK. I am an emotional mom over you. Four years old seems SO young to be starting school. Except that all the four-year-olds I met today seemed way to excited to start school to stay home another year. Including Max. Max BOUNDED out of his bed this morning and gave Lucy a GIANT hug in the hallway and said, "I'm SO excited!" Can't deny that. Today was JK Orientation. Max and I got to go

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We went to the beach on Wednesday. The weather the week they were here was so unpredictable, it was crazy. It was supposed to be a hot day, but it turned out to be cool. So we didn't go in the water much. The kid's enjoyed playing in the Lalonde's kayaks though. It was a nice way to get on the water without getting IN the water. At one point, Logan spotted his dad out in the water, and

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Today was Lucy's first day of Grade one! All day, every day. And there were no tears! This was the first year with no tears on the first day of school. Progress!Well, Max cried a bit. How will those two handle not hanging out together all day, every day? How will I handle these boys by myself without Lucy? Oh life. Lucy woke up this morning without hesitation (which is so not normal), and

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Alright, alright...get back to work. So here are the rest of the photos of our adventures in Kingston WITH my parents. For the majority of our time, we got up, got going and headed to town to set out on some adventure. One of the first things we fell in love with was taking walks by Lake Ontario, so we wanted to share that with my parents too. Most days we went walking and packed a lunch

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So, I know this next post is supposed to be the Kingston adventures we had while my parents were here, but some of the pics are on my phone and I can't find the cord that connects to the computer so I can download, so I'm skipping it today and posting pictures that I have. It's my blog. This week I am feeling the tightness in my chest that always accompanies back to school. It's worse this

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Well, my parents came for visit, we filed our time with them to the MAX and now they're gone. I didn't take time to blog while they were here, because time was precious, so here comes the mother-load! (I think...we'll see how far this gets). It was a completely awesome, fabulous week and it was hard to say goodbye. I kept saying to Tyler that it was so nice to have someone from our life come

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While we were in a pool on Saturday, Max and Tyler were having races across the pool. Tyler would give Max a few seconds head-start where Max would scramble dog-paddle-style with his water wings on to reach my outstretched arms. I would then pull him to a narrow victory. All the while Tyler was swimming as slow as he possibly could without drowning. He would usually count to 3 or 5. One time

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The weather here is awesome. I've said that before. It entices a lot more people to ride their bikes. I've seen a lot more people biking and walking then I ever did in Alberta. Maybe because a bike is a good investment here. You can use it for more than two months a year. I have also seen a lot more scooters here. A lot. They go 'just' annoying less than the speed-limit, but still drive

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Have you ever found that it much more fun to clean a house that you love? Maybe it's just the novelty of it, but I just mopped the floor and cleaned the walls and loved every minute. Greasy little finger prints a little above knee-height everywhere...sigh. All I could do was smile and wipe them away. Seriously though, I get the vacuum out and I'm smiling. I wash a window (also greasy about

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On saturday we set out to buy a new bed. My parent's are coming next week (HOORAY!) and we're getting a queen size bed for Lucy's room so it can double as the guest bedroom. We promised the kid's that it wouldn't be all shopping and that if they were good, we'd go to Chuck-E-Cheese's too. They had a riot. And we bought a bed. Seriously, lying on bed's and trying to decide which one is

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I am SERIOUSLY loving on summer. I do not like that my kid's will be in school in a month. I love sleeping in. I love hanging out. I love having nothing planned, so we can do anything we want. We play outside A LOT: We go to friend's houses and play outside even more...This is the Lalonde's farm. They invited us over for dinner on Sunday. The kid's loved checking out chickens (

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Taking a hint from my friend's blog, here is a life lesson I learned yesterday:When your toddler crawls upstairs and then gets really quiet...go and check on him. I came upstairs to see Logan sitting at the top of the basement stairs with a bag of hamburger buns from the pantry. He had taken a fist-full out of each bun and was scarfing it down as quickly as possible. So now I have a bag full

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