This was from camping this weekend in the mountains.
Showing posts with label the kiddos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the kiddos. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Almost Wordless Wednesday
Some pics of the kids enjoying life the last couple weeks...
R on a hike when we camped this weekend
K enjoying birthday balloons (I can just hear her saying "YEAH!")
A loving her new tiara, the twincess that she is (it was a bday gift from Mommy and Daddy)
R on a hike when we camped this weekend
K enjoying birthday balloons (I can just hear her saying "YEAH!")
A loving her new tiara, the twincess that she is (it was a bday gift from Mommy and Daddy)Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Semi-Wordless Wednesday
On this snowy Alberta day, I am remembering our wonderful summer full of camping last year. We are looking forward to more camping trips this year - enjoying the great outdoors and our kids in them!
Don't they look so little? They sure won't stay nicely on their blanket while we set up this year!Friday, February 12, 2010
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Sunday, January 31, 2010
Some new videos...
The kiddos enjoying the twinceses Christmas gifts...
A getting some horsey rides from Daddy-o. In case you are wondering the person laughing really hard is our neighbor, M. We figured out that day that with her turning 12 at the beginning of May, she could've been our honeymoon baby. Boy do I feel OLD! :) I think K was in bed still napping at the time of the video shooting.
A getting some horsey rides from Daddy-o. In case you are wondering the person laughing really hard is our neighbor, M. We figured out that day that with her turning 12 at the beginning of May, she could've been our honeymoon baby. Boy do I feel OLD! :) I think K was in bed still napping at the time of the video shooting.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Not even close to being a Wordless Wednesday
M and I started watching "My Sister's Keeper" tonight. I have had it from the video store almost a week now and have not had the courage to watch it yet. I read the book by Jodi Piccoult for book club - it is still my favorite pick of the books that we have read. I knew, knew, knew that it would be a tear jerker for me - it has proven to be just that so far. My DH looked at me about 15 minutes ago and said that we needed to quit for tonight as he couldn't do anymore tonight. I had to clarify if it was because he was tired or emotionally wrung out. He said "Both - I have kids, two little dollies at that." I think any parent cannot help but be emotionally connected to this story, we all put ourselves in the place of both the mother and the father - what would we do if, God please never my kids, but if something like this happened to my child? To my little A Bean...
Or my K Bear...
Or my R-A-Roo...
I think I would rather die myself. I love this little people so much and would go to hell and back for them, probably fight for them until my last breath. It's what we parents do.
And then I think, "How blessed am I? How blessed am I - that I have three beautiful, HEALTHY children? Thank you God, thank you so, so much for everything you have given me."
Now I am going to go say good night to my kids. Hopefully they don't wake up, though if one does, it'll give me an excuse to cuddle them back to sleep. I may cry on them though...
Or my K Bear...
Or my R-A-Roo...
I think I would rather die myself. I love this little people so much and would go to hell and back for them, probably fight for them until my last breath. It's what we parents do.And then I think, "How blessed am I? How blessed am I - that I have three beautiful, HEALTHY children? Thank you God, thank you so, so much for everything you have given me."
Now I am going to go say good night to my kids. Hopefully they don't wake up, though if one does, it'll give me an excuse to cuddle them back to sleep. I may cry on them though...
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
I did it!
I made it to my goal! Except the one day that I forgot to post and posted twice on the following day - I posted everyday between October 28 and November 30. And then I forgot to post yesterday :), but I had this niggling feeling that I forgot something when I went to bed. Then remembered at midnight that it was to post. Oops! I feel like I am back in the groove with blogging and I am liking it. Though I rarely get comments, I know that some people are keeping up with my blog and it does feel a bit like community. It's kind of funny to me how some of my blogging friends are still going gung ho and others are extremely sporadic now. We'll see if I can keep it up. I did have dreams of doing a "twelve days of Christmas" giveaway on my blog, but I just can't afford the items plus postage that would require. I am seriously thinking about doing a giveaway blog, but haven't figured out all that would entail/require of me, so we will see about that.
Last night was my last running class. Even though I had missed the last two classes due to not feeling so great two weeks ago and R getting an ear infection last week and getting the joy of sitting in the waiting room at the walk in with a screaming preschooler. I was pretty proud of myself this week though. We did 10:1 (10 minutes running and 1 minute walking), 2 sets and I did good, didn't feel like I was going to die or pass out, so yeah me! And over the past 10 weeks I have discovered that I enjoy running, especially by myself - getting out and doing something all for me, getting away from the chaos that is sometimes my house and figuring things out a bit, or just listening to my heartbeat, concentrating on my stride, trying to go further with less effort. It's a good hobby/fitness thing to do for myself. I always hated running before, probably for the reason that I sucked at gym - I was really, really awful. My sister and I were talking about it on Saturday even, how my gym teacher in grades 7 and 8, who was and is still a close friend of my parents, used to tell my dad that if anyone was going to get hit by a ball in gym, it would be me, even if I was standing right next to him. I was always last picked and last across the finish line. I think the fact that every week of this running class that I was there I was consistently in the middle helped with my confidence. It was good for me, especially since I plan to continue with it.
Today, I get to go get a haircut and color of some sorts. I am so excited! I love haircuts! Since chopping off ALL my hair 2 months ago - I needed a change, but it was a pretty drastic one - I have been just letting it grow, but it desperately needs some shaping. The twincesses are getting their hair cut too - my mom said she would pay for their "first in the salon" cut. I have cut their hair before, but just bangs for K and bangs and evening out the back of A's. We are making it a family affair and meeting my mom at her hair stylist's. Who is also my sister and aunt's hairstylist. My first time to see her, so we'll see how she does with my hair. Maybe with all of us getting our hair cut, R will want to too. Ha - who am I kidding, the day that boy asks for a haircut or even consents to one without much bribery and coercion I will fall over in surprise. I have been cutting his hair for the past year and a half and every time it is a struggle, though now at least he doesn't cower and cry anymore. He is in desperate need of a cleanup around the ears and neck - so gotta do that before Christmas.
Well, I should get to cleaning my house... TTYL.
Last night was my last running class. Even though I had missed the last two classes due to not feeling so great two weeks ago and R getting an ear infection last week and getting the joy of sitting in the waiting room at the walk in with a screaming preschooler. I was pretty proud of myself this week though. We did 10:1 (10 minutes running and 1 minute walking), 2 sets and I did good, didn't feel like I was going to die or pass out, so yeah me! And over the past 10 weeks I have discovered that I enjoy running, especially by myself - getting out and doing something all for me, getting away from the chaos that is sometimes my house and figuring things out a bit, or just listening to my heartbeat, concentrating on my stride, trying to go further with less effort. It's a good hobby/fitness thing to do for myself. I always hated running before, probably for the reason that I sucked at gym - I was really, really awful. My sister and I were talking about it on Saturday even, how my gym teacher in grades 7 and 8, who was and is still a close friend of my parents, used to tell my dad that if anyone was going to get hit by a ball in gym, it would be me, even if I was standing right next to him. I was always last picked and last across the finish line. I think the fact that every week of this running class that I was there I was consistently in the middle helped with my confidence. It was good for me, especially since I plan to continue with it.
Today, I get to go get a haircut and color of some sorts. I am so excited! I love haircuts! Since chopping off ALL my hair 2 months ago - I needed a change, but it was a pretty drastic one - I have been just letting it grow, but it desperately needs some shaping. The twincesses are getting their hair cut too - my mom said she would pay for their "first in the salon" cut. I have cut their hair before, but just bangs for K and bangs and evening out the back of A's. We are making it a family affair and meeting my mom at her hair stylist's. Who is also my sister and aunt's hairstylist. My first time to see her, so we'll see how she does with my hair. Maybe with all of us getting our hair cut, R will want to too. Ha - who am I kidding, the day that boy asks for a haircut or even consents to one without much bribery and coercion I will fall over in surprise. I have been cutting his hair for the past year and a half and every time it is a struggle, though now at least he doesn't cower and cry anymore. He is in desperate need of a cleanup around the ears and neck - so gotta do that before Christmas.
Well, I should get to cleaning my house... TTYL.
Monday, November 30, 2009
One proud mama!
After going to the doctor this morning for the twincesses check up (just making sure of growth and yes, they are doing well with K at 19.1 lbs, 2 ft, 7 inches and A at 18.5 lbs, 2 ft, 6 inches), I finally got the SIN # for the girls - after a nice 1 hour wait with all three kids at the Canada government office in Executive One. Luckily I got McDonald's *gasp* takeout to eat in there and then taught the little man "I Spy". He did so well this morning - I was SO proud of him. I was proud of all my kids - we only had a wee bit of crying from A when we were just waiting for the lady to input A's info for her number. It was funny, R started doing "I Spy" while we were in the office with the lady and then sang his ABC song from Super Why. The lady looked at him and said "You're a smart boy, do you know that? How old are you?" She was really impressed and as I got in the car with my kids who, after being gone from the house for over 3 hours, had had NO meltdowns, NO arguments or talking back to Mommy, I was PROUD and so very thankful for the AWESOME kids I have!(In case anyone is wondering why I was getting SINs for the girlies, you need them to get RESPs.)
Thursday, November 26, 2009
The Witching Hour
Today I got home from R's music lessons and was trying to make supper while my kiddos are all begging for a piece of me. R has been on this "I want breakfast for supper" (and every other meal kick), A was upset, as always, because Mommy is doing something, anything, with food and none of it is going in her poor, deprived little tummy. K is crying because the other two were crying... no wait, if memory serves me correctly, K wasn't crying. That's a switch!
Anyways, in the midst of this, my DH, who had just arrived home 5 minutes before, disappears downstairs to the office to check his email. I am assuming he went to check his email, as he never actually said anything to me, I just saw the back of his head as he fled the chaos.
I called down to ask him to please come up as soon as he could as I could really use some help. He came up pretty quickly and I asked him if he could get the kids out of the kitchen so I could make supper - it's the witching hour, I told him and he said "The what!?!" I said the hour right before Daddy gets home, where Mommy is trying to get everything done, it's been a long day, supper is getting made and I just need a wee bit of help please.
So my DH took the kiddies downstairs, where R proceeded to wrestle with K and give her a bloody nose, which dripped on Daddy's shirt, which I had to rinse out quickly while the pork chops went in the oven and the rice cooked on the stove. I got K settled down, Daddy took her back downstairs. Then when it was time for all to come up for supper A tried to drag the Duplo Blocks bag that is almost as big as her up the stairs and almost fell back down them and began wailing when Mommy freaked out about her reaching DOWN the stairs for them.
We finally sat down to eat and R was so excited about the "steak" and he ate the corn, rice and pork chops we gave him. Then they all had a bath, and R convinced Mommy to give him the leftover pancakes that were in the fridge after A & K went to sleep - all 4 of them. So he got his breakfast.
I got a coffee, a cranberry bliss bar at Starbucks and a good hour that I read without any distractions because I was not in my house to be distracted. Hope I can sleep now, because I just realised that I forgot to tell the lovely barista to make it a decaf.
(BTW - click on this link or the link above to find hints on how to deal with the witching hour in your own home.)
Anyways, in the midst of this, my DH, who had just arrived home 5 minutes before, disappears downstairs to the office to check his email. I am assuming he went to check his email, as he never actually said anything to me, I just saw the back of his head as he fled the chaos.
I called down to ask him to please come up as soon as he could as I could really use some help. He came up pretty quickly and I asked him if he could get the kids out of the kitchen so I could make supper - it's the witching hour, I told him and he said "The what!?!" I said the hour right before Daddy gets home, where Mommy is trying to get everything done, it's been a long day, supper is getting made and I just need a wee bit of help please.
So my DH took the kiddies downstairs, where R proceeded to wrestle with K and give her a bloody nose, which dripped on Daddy's shirt, which I had to rinse out quickly while the pork chops went in the oven and the rice cooked on the stove. I got K settled down, Daddy took her back downstairs. Then when it was time for all to come up for supper A tried to drag the Duplo Blocks bag that is almost as big as her up the stairs and almost fell back down them and began wailing when Mommy freaked out about her reaching DOWN the stairs for them.
We finally sat down to eat and R was so excited about the "steak" and he ate the corn, rice and pork chops we gave him. Then they all had a bath, and R convinced Mommy to give him the leftover pancakes that were in the fridge after A & K went to sleep - all 4 of them. So he got his breakfast.
I got a coffee, a cranberry bliss bar at Starbucks and a good hour that I read without any distractions because I was not in my house to be distracted. Hope I can sleep now, because I just realised that I forgot to tell the lovely barista to make it a decaf.
(BTW - click on this link or the link above to find hints on how to deal with the witching hour in your own home.)
Friday, November 20, 2009
My Bebes
A few weeks ago I read a post of Dixie's that hit home to me. I have been struggling lately with the fact that I am not going to have any more babies. My little girlies are the last and they are truly becoming little girls rather than babies very fast. They will be 18 months in less than 1 week! I cannot believe how fast time has gone!! I thought though that I would celebrate my babies and post some pics of when they were born. Hope you all enjoy...
A long, exhausting labour, but here's my little boy!
Daddy was so overjoyed and emotional that he cried for the first 10 minutes.
Our first family picture.
Little man the first day home - he ended up being in the NICU from Wednesday until we brought him home on Sunday. He LOVED having his hand right by his mouth or cheek for the first few months.
Me and my baby girls - much easier labour this time and they were good in spite of being 5 weeks early. We were doubly blessed.
PROUD Daddy - two girls to protect.
I don't know who was more blessed, me for having my mom at the delivery or her for getting to be there. Two little granddaughters to add to the grandson - how lucky for a lady who thought she would only ever have two grandchildren! :)
Baby girls in the NICU where they got to spend the first 2 weeks of their lives feeding and growing. (A on the left and K on the right)
Finally home on June 11 and they can cuddle together in the same bassinet. (K on the left and A on the right) Looking back at photos, they looked SO different right from the start.Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Snuggling
I am finding myself thanking God lately that I have kids who are real snugglers. My day started out today with my son waking me up and cuddling up to me for a few minutes. I went to get out of bed and he wrapped his little arms around me and just snuggled right in for awhile, then gave me a kiss.
K has decided lately that she needs to be IN my lap whenever she can be and when she is not, then A needs to be. Both are great at giving kisses, and hugs and K especially gets her entire body wrapped around you in hugs.
I love the feel of their warm little bodies, all close and molded into yours. It is so special to hold them close and experience and embrace the love that is shared between the two of you.
And this is why I find that I cannot do anything but be thankful to God - for my kids, for the blessing they are to me, to M and I together. They are so amazing and I am so incredibly, incredibly full of love for them.
K has decided lately that she needs to be IN my lap whenever she can be and when she is not, then A needs to be. Both are great at giving kisses, and hugs and K especially gets her entire body wrapped around you in hugs.
I love the feel of their warm little bodies, all close and molded into yours. It is so special to hold them close and experience and embrace the love that is shared between the two of you.
And this is why I find that I cannot do anything but be thankful to God - for my kids, for the blessing they are to me, to M and I together. They are so amazing and I am so incredibly, incredibly full of love for them.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
WORDY Wednesday
Last weekend the kids stayed with my parents while M and I were gone. I had everything in order, just in case something happened for them or for us. I included a letter in case they never saw me again, so that they would know how I feel about them. Though I feel like editing and adding more, for today I will just include it here as is, because that is the way I was feeling last Wednesday. I am so blessed to be the mother of these three little people. I cannot describe how much love I have for them.
(BTW - R turned 4 on Monday and the picture is from that day. He has gotten SO big- where did the time go? We had him at the doctor's for his 4 year checkup and he is now 39 inches tall and just over 32 lbs. So, thin, but really what do we expect? :)
October 21, 2009
Dear R, A and K –
Hello my sweeties! I love you guys so much!! I wanted to say that you three have made my life so full, I love being your mommy. You are the best part of me and your Daddy, I love seeing your little smiles and happy faces, I love being the one to hold you close and kiss away the fears and the hurts. I love the way your faces light up when you see me and how you come for hugs.
R, I love seeing you grow up, having you now talk to me, tell me what you are feeling.
I love hearing you say “I love you, Mom!” (You sound so grown up when you call me Mom.) I love your compliments and it warms my heart so much to hear you say that I am your best girl! I love seeing you smile so broadly that your dimple shows. I love your laugh and how you ask for more when I tickle you. I love your cuddles and how you love to sleep in mommy and daddy’s bed because it means you get to snuggle. I love how you are a little peacemaker already. I love how you are now playing with your sisters, asking them to come along with you to your room or downstairs. I love your kind and soft heart and how you are so sorry when you have hurt me or your sisters. I love you always, my son!!
A, I love your grin and the way you scrunch up your nose.
I love how you try to make people laugh, especially your brother and sister. I love seeing your little mind work, how you are growing and figuring out life. I love how you explore and how you love following Mommy around. I love your smile and your deep throaty giggle. I love how you try to reason things through. I love how much you love baths and how you splash and splash. I love how you love your Daddy, your Grandpa, and your Papa J. I love that you love to play and be rough housed with, R will need that someday. I love how much you love your big brother, how he can do no wrong in your eyes. I love your hugs and snuggles. I love how much you love food! :) I love when you come to see Mommy because you want to snuggle and want to nurse, I love those snuggle times and the closeness we share then. I love you baby girl!!
K, I love your little toothy grin, I love your open mouth kisses. I love how you try to distract Mommy from noticing that you are doing something wrong by giving a cute little grin. I love your hugs and how you involve all your body
– legs and arms wrapped around me, head against me. I love that you like to climb up into my chair with me when I am on the computer and if you are behind me you wrap yourself around me to get some hugs in then. I love your adventurous side and how you have to climb everything – finding you on the table is not so much fun though. :) I love how you adore your big brother, how you laugh at your big sister. I love how meticulous you are when you eat and how you mess up your food taking it apart. I love your sweet little voice and how you tell me things, hold entire conversations that you are very serious about that I have no idea what you are actually saying, but you do. I love how you adore your big brother and want to be wherever he is. I love your cute little giggle and how you always want more. I love the snuggles and cuddles we get when you want to nurse, how you are jealous of A when she gets to and you HAVE to have a turn too. I love you, my littlest one!!
I am proud of you three. Proud also to be YOUR mommy! So thankful that God gave me this chance – to have three little people that I get to have such an influence on and raise. I will love you all forever and always be grateful that you are MINE.
Love you desperately, deeply, always.
Your Mommy
(BTW - R turned 4 on Monday and the picture is from that day. He has gotten SO big- where did the time go? We had him at the doctor's for his 4 year checkup and he is now 39 inches tall and just over 32 lbs. So, thin, but really what do we expect? :)
October 21, 2009
Dear R, A and K –
Hello my sweeties! I love you guys so much!! I wanted to say that you three have made my life so full, I love being your mommy. You are the best part of me and your Daddy, I love seeing your little smiles and happy faces, I love being the one to hold you close and kiss away the fears and the hurts. I love the way your faces light up when you see me and how you come for hugs.
R, I love seeing you grow up, having you now talk to me, tell me what you are feeling.
I love hearing you say “I love you, Mom!” (You sound so grown up when you call me Mom.) I love your compliments and it warms my heart so much to hear you say that I am your best girl! I love seeing you smile so broadly that your dimple shows. I love your laugh and how you ask for more when I tickle you. I love your cuddles and how you love to sleep in mommy and daddy’s bed because it means you get to snuggle. I love how you are a little peacemaker already. I love how you are now playing with your sisters, asking them to come along with you to your room or downstairs. I love your kind and soft heart and how you are so sorry when you have hurt me or your sisters. I love you always, my son!!A, I love your grin and the way you scrunch up your nose.
I love how you try to make people laugh, especially your brother and sister. I love seeing your little mind work, how you are growing and figuring out life. I love how you explore and how you love following Mommy around. I love your smile and your deep throaty giggle. I love how you try to reason things through. I love how much you love baths and how you splash and splash. I love how you love your Daddy, your Grandpa, and your Papa J. I love that you love to play and be rough housed with, R will need that someday. I love how much you love your big brother, how he can do no wrong in your eyes. I love your hugs and snuggles. I love how much you love food! :) I love when you come to see Mommy because you want to snuggle and want to nurse, I love those snuggle times and the closeness we share then. I love you baby girl!!K, I love your little toothy grin, I love your open mouth kisses. I love how you try to distract Mommy from noticing that you are doing something wrong by giving a cute little grin. I love your hugs and how you involve all your body
– legs and arms wrapped around me, head against me. I love that you like to climb up into my chair with me when I am on the computer and if you are behind me you wrap yourself around me to get some hugs in then. I love your adventurous side and how you have to climb everything – finding you on the table is not so much fun though. :) I love how you adore your big brother, how you laugh at your big sister. I love how meticulous you are when you eat and how you mess up your food taking it apart. I love your sweet little voice and how you tell me things, hold entire conversations that you are very serious about that I have no idea what you are actually saying, but you do. I love how you adore your big brother and want to be wherever he is. I love your cute little giggle and how you always want more. I love the snuggles and cuddles we get when you want to nurse, how you are jealous of A when she gets to and you HAVE to have a turn too. I love you, my littlest one!!I am proud of you three. Proud also to be YOUR mommy! So thankful that God gave me this chance – to have three little people that I get to have such an influence on and raise. I will love you all forever and always be grateful that you are MINE.
Love you desperately, deeply, always.
Your Mommy
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