Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Uncle Andrew was here but now he's gone. Before you know it (read: Thursday), Nanna will be here. And after that, Poppa. All of this within the next two weeks. Ed got a new contract last week that has to be completed before we leave (he has others but they'll be in "maintenance mode"). Needless to say, we've been busy.
As (bad) luck would have it, I don't have one picture of Andrew with the kids. Not one!? I do have a picture of his first dinner (priorities people) a chicken, tomato with vegetables "something" over penne with fresh parmesan. The boys say that they liked it. I liked it too because I got rid of a ton of stuff in the fridge/freezer.
On Sunday afternoon, Andrew and I went out for an early dinner (3pm to Swiss Chalet, yum!) and then to an Ottawa Senators game (it started at 5pm). We had great seats, right on the centre line and the place was almost packed (considering it was the Grey Cup). To top it off, Ottawa beat the Carolina Hurricanes 4-3!
I also have pictures of the kids playing in boxes.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
This post was originally called "In Search of the Phantom" as a reference to Inspector Clousseau. It's also one of our next marathons (11 movies in total) that we're gearing up for (read: looking for the movies). Speaking of which, does anyone have any Pink Panther movies (old/new, DVD/VHS)? Did I already ask that?
But then Nanna reminded me of Movember and we too want to lend our support to Prostate Cancer.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Nanna was here and then she left.
While she was here, we went to CHEO and gave presents in Alexander's name. We also donated a breast pump (that Carrie gave me) to the General. Christmas in November!
We visited with Ethan (Ed's grandson).
We hung out (literally).
It snowed last night (4 inches), we brought the snow inside.
Artemis on her soapbox.
We are anxiously awaiting Uncle Andrew's visit on Friday!
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Today started out as usual. Artemis tells me her diaper needs to be changed so we go into the bathroom and
She wasn't big on sitting on the toilet but was VERY interested in rummaging through the "everything" drawer with the condition that she could play with items IF she sat on the toilet. Five minutes and 28 items later, the game was still interesting (for one of us) and then she paused. I pounced like
Not to be outdone, later on, for the first time, Max patted his bum and told me that he needed a diaper change. Sure enough, he was right!
Who knew that this toilet training thing was contagious.
My mother tells me that this is the reason why I don't have
My poor kids.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Go to the following web site www.kraftassists.ca, select the "Help us Help Families" button, provide your full name, email address, age range, select "House of Lazarus, ON", enter their teeny tiny code (you may need glasses) and then hit the "Add my Name" button. Note if your name is Ed, Uncle Andrew or Nanna, I've already entered you.
It's that easy.
Kraft has already given away $33,860 (out of $50,000) so enter your name, EVERY DAY and help my small town (population 32 horses, 53 sheep and 12 people) get some more of the pie.
Important Note. Once they reach the $50,000, DON'T stop voting. The food bank with the most votes get an extra $10,000!!!
Tiz the season to give, especially when it costs you nothing. Thanks for your support.
Besos, The Zoo
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
But, that's not the point of this picture. With all the different coloured feet and noses (not to mention 40 other pieces), I like that he made them identical.
Kind of fitting as it was two years ago today that Alexander's water broke and I was admitted to the hospital (until the kids were born, 4 weeks 5 days later). November 8th is a hard day.
By the way, when the picture was taken, he was headed off to get an arm for Mr Potato Heads EYE.
Hey, this hat doesn't fit!
And now for the title of this post. Max has a favourite shirt.
He picks it out whenever
Once, my mother called me in a panic asking me "what happened"? "what was wrong"? She'd seen this post (scroll down to the bottom, see what she was concerned about!) and wondered why Max wasn't colour coordinated. Seriously.
Thankfully, I like the shirt. I just wish that everything he had coordinated with it (smile).
And a picture of yesterday’s lunch, one of my favourites (only because I can't eat caviar EVERY day); falafels, whole-wheat mini pitas (not shown), couscous with onions, tomatoes, parsley, feta and kalamata olives and cucumber salad with yogurt and garlic. Yum!
Monday, November 7, 2011
Not sure if I told you but Artemis has been talking "Poo" for over a week now. If I didn't tell you it was because Ed told me that a post about poo would be embarrassing for
It's a good thing that we went to playgroup today because my ability to pick up on Artemis' toilet training readiness is much like my ability to detect labour. Everyone tells you, "Oh, you'll know, no doubt about it", "You can't miss it". While this is true, it took me several hours of labour to realize it. Back to the poo.
For the past week and a half, around noon, Artemis has been coming up to me, patting her bum and saying "poo" (except for that one time where she said "Max poo" and I went off in search of him and came back empty handed, it turns out that she was referring to herself). You'd think that would be enough notice but, alas, no. One day this week, she once again patted her bum and said "poo". I told her how much I appreciated her telling me, that next time maybe she'd like to go in the potty and that we'd go and change her diaper. And then, she poo'd. Crap (sorry for the pun)! I had a few minutes there where I could have got her on the potty.
Effective immediately (take note Nanna and Poppa), all of Artemis' diapers are being changed in the bathroom. I won't bore you with the rest of the details but we've decided to forgo the potty (at the suggestion of our child and youth care worker) as well as the "potty seat" (for the toilet) as we won't have either of these in Mexico. We reserve the right to change our opinions as Artemis sees fit.
Max could give a crap about giving a crap (another pun, I'm on a roll tonight). We're fine with that. One bum at a time.
Let the good times roll.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
The day was beautiful (have I already told you how much I like Fall, if not, I like Fall). It took us about an hour and a half to get there and back (wherever there and back are) but the entire Zoo had a great time.
The dogs foraged for whatever it is they forage for. The kids picked up anything and everything (and had their own personal sherpas carry it). Artemis found a half eaten corn cob (?) and both had their own personal walking sticks. They both needed it as Artemis walked over half the distance and Max only got carried for about 10 minutes longer. This was no small feat as there were tons of leaves, branches and logs to
And two pictures from yesterday.
As a dinner sidedish, we had baked eggplant (Thanks for the recipe Amy). I preferred the chips although the thicker slices were also yummy. I'll definitely have them again (2 cups of olive oil is healthy, right!?).
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
As of November 1, Hydro Ontario went and messed with us again (I'm being kind) by changing the "Time of Use Price Periods". Whatever your previous arrangements were (in order to save your wallets and the planet), you're screwed (sorry Dad but there just wasn't any other way to say it). You can no longer shower in the morning (well, you can but it will cost you), instead, you have to shower after 7pm (basically after you’ve gone to bed). Breakfast, lunch and dinner, think sandwiches or, if you want a hot meal, think after 7pm. Preferably after you've gone to bed. See what I was saying.
In turn, effective immediately, all Zoo members will be wearing "Sleep Sacks"(these ones are Made in Canada!) to save on heating costs.
P.S. I was going to include "Hydro" in the title but Ed informed me that only people from Ontario would know this as other people don't get their electricity from Hydro dams. This always gets me in Mexico because I use the Spanish word for "hydro" (which is actually hydro just pronounced differently) and they have no idea what I'm talking about as they call it "electricidad").
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Breakfast (usually our most successful meal) is still the most successful but with half the food consumed.
Lunch, I really don't bother anymore. Artemis doesn't even eat ONE bite of food (Max has been known to eat one or two bites).
Dinner, well dinner's really messed us up. For the past week, they haven't wanted any food at DINNER TIME. Unfortunately, they usually wake up at 9pm or later and want to be fed. Sometimes it happens, others times (if I know that they had a late snack), I don't bother.
But last night was bad. At 12:30pm, Artemis was up and (probably) hungry. I let her sooth herself to sleep (a few minutes). At 1am, Max woke up. I could hear him sucking on his soother. At 1:45am (yes, I was still up), I went in to check on him. Wrong move. He was in the same position (that he was at 1am), sitting, staring at the door, sucking on his soother. At 2:30am (you guessed it, I was still up), I went in to check on him and it was still the same. I figured I should do something or he and I weren't going to get any sleep. I put him in his high chair and filled him full of food and then put him back to bed where he (and I) quickly went to sleep.
It's not that the kids don't like to eat. In fact, they snack all day long (they're mooches). We don't want to deny them food and figure that we'll teach them about not mooching when they have better understanding and communication skills (in the next six months!?).
I don't mind that they eat all the time. I'm just happy that they ARE eating. It just makes me feel like (a waitress) serving Table 7 all.day.long.
And, if I thought that eating was a problem, these kids never want to sleep. Their one nap is down to 45 minutes (for Artemis) and up to 1.5 hours (for Max). We're lucky if they're in bed by 8pm. Sleeping is highly overrated as it cuts into one's playtime.
The child and youth worker at playgroup says that this is totally normal for this age group. It's not a time where they are growing (significantly) and they'd much rather play. She's got that right, from the moment they get up until
Yesterday we spent the afternoon playing outside. I love Fall. I'd be happy if it was Fall (or Spring) all year long.
They were so excited when they saw their outfits. They don't generally fight over things and this was not exception. Max wanted to be a dog and Artemis loved the butterfly outfit. Note that we don't have two of everything, more like 20.