SCARE!!!!!

We were all playing outside this afternoon when the neighbor got a call from the school asking if she had seen a seven year old boy. He had not made it to his sitters house so they were calling all of the parents of that grade. In no time the police were everywhere with photos of the little boy. Crews were at the lake, parents were pounding the pavement, Hud and the neighbor went off on their bikes looking in ditches etc. Tracey and I were stuck here with all of our own kids, feeling sick to our stomachs, praying hard. An hour or so later, the police were circling around to let people know that they had found the missing boy at his own home asleep in his own bed. Apparently for some reason he had gone home , climbed through a window and into bed.
The fear experienced by us was nothing I'm sure compared to that of his parents and the sitter, and I cannot imagine how I would react. I'm glad that this day is over and my chidren are all safe and sound here at home.

What the?.....

I was sitting here this morning reading blogs etc , when all of a sudden I hear a loud pop, lose some light, and feel something fly past my head. We have some track lighting here in the family room and one of the bulbs literally blew out of the socket. It left the screw part behind, sailing past me as an intact bulb. It was so hot that by the time I found something to pick it up with , it had already melted the carpet. I'm glad it was me sitting here and not the kids.

Last night while brushing kids teeth etc, I noticed that part of our bathroom wall was wet. It would seem that we now have to replace a wall and our shower. We really needed another big job to pay for at this point as I'm sure the roof is not enough.

I can't believe it!

Today I popped over to a friends for a bit after lunch. The kids played nicely for awhile then her two had a meltdown. I figured it was time to head out and let them get on with their regular rest time. That was at about 3 mins to 3. Daniel gets home from school at 2:40. The kids and I still had to bike home. We were only a block away but the house was locked and the van was gone. I am so lucky that the neighbor was home and noticed Daniel pounding the front door down. She has a sense of humour too which is helpful.
I feel like the worlds worst mother. Who forgets their kid?
The sun is shining away today, it's still cold though thanks to the wind. I have been so cranky the last couple of days. It would seem that everything sets me off. I even set myself off. Maybe I need a vacation from being me!

IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!

And for those that want to know.....

Since I last blogged ..... my dryer gave out, we put a ton of money into our van, some of my bulbs are coming up, my new closet is finished,I finished babysitting,I left all of the kids overnight with a sitter while Hud and I went away with the leaders from our church,I grew a pimple in my ear,a friends mother died,a baby was born to our friends,I realized even more how fragile life is and how each day needs to be appreciated for what it is.......

The new look that I can't duplicate....

For Lori

Love the colour

Spring has sprung in Nova Scotia

WHAT THE??????!!!!!!!!????????

So I came downstairs this afternoon after spending a few moments in the bathroom to find that I was missing two kids. The younger three were all sitting watching a movie n=but the older two were gone. Daniel appears from the dark laundry room and a second later the girl I watch after school also appears. When they were asked what they were doing Daniel pipes up with..." we were talking" I asked about what and he couldn't come up with an answer. I then sent him upstairs so I could interrogate them seperatly. I asked said girl and she claimed forgetfulness. I kept at her until finally I told her to get it figured out in her mind by the time I came back. Daniel eventually told me that they were talking about the movie cos they didn't like it. I came back down and finally got out of the girlie that Daniel had asked her to find his ticklish spot. I was horrified! So back upstairs I went armed with the conflicting story, telling him that there would be serious consequences for lying. He finally spilled out a similar yet not totally the same story.
I can't believe this. They are almost 9 and 6. What is going on and how much further would the tickle game have gone if I hadn't come down?!? She is always writing letters to him, making him cards expressing her love to him. I realize they are just kids but it seems so early for them to even notice each other never mind going to a dark room together!
HELP!!!!!!!

May she now rest peacefully, no more pain, no more fighting, only calm. God bless you Terri.

He's done!

I just realized a minute ago that Sam no longer sucks his thumb!

It's coming....

Spring is on the way! I am so excited as I am discovering new life bursting forth. For me it's a time to re-evaluate my existance and a sense that it's time to make a fresh start, to fix the things that I'm not happy about in regards to my attitudes and behaviors.

Kids!.....People!

We were at the grocery store today, Claire, Sam and I, which in itself is a mistake on a saturday never mind the sat of easter weekend! We were walking down the baking isle so I could get some shortening to make lemon meringue pie. We pulled up next to a lady wearing VERY traditional muslim attire . The only part of her face showing was her eyes. Sam looked at her and declares VERY loudly " I see God mom, I see God" he repeated this over and over only varying it to add that " I see a nice God mom!"
Eventually we made it through the throngs of people to join the super long lines. As I am standing there I suddenly feel as though my chest is getting a draft. Well, as it turns out, Sam had unzipped my sweater so there I was standing there, bra exposed to anyone who cared to check it out.

On a different note entirely... I have been following the Terri Shiavo story very closely and I cannot believe what is happening. We don't get much in the way of the story here in Canada but reading info from the US it is so scary that they can get away with what they are doing to her. Noone is listening that can do anything about it. Why is he so afraid to let them rehabilitate her? Her parents have asked him years ago to move on with his life, they would care for her. He has moved on with another woman with whom he has fathered two children. Why is he so adament. How can they know she cannot be rehabilitated after not trying for 10 years? She is not in a a permanent vegitative state if she can laugh, follow a ballon, pull away when the dr is rubbing her face with a swab, open her eyes when asked to do so....
All the money he was awarded with which he was supposed to rehabilitate her has gone to everything but that.
What kind of world are we living in? It's merciless, starving someone to death. There is a website where you can get all sorts of info www.terrisfight.net

YUMMY

Grilled Chocolate Sandwiches

Serves 4; Prep time: 15 minutes; Total time: 15 minutes
There’s always room for dessert, especially for this sweet treat; it’s delicious and takes almost no time to prepare.

2
large eggs
2
tablespoons milk
4
large slices challah or Italian Bread (cut 3/4 inch thick)
4
ounces thin semisweet chocolate bar
2
tablespoons unsalted butter
Confectioners’ sugar, for dusting


1. In a large, shallow dish, whisk together eggs and milk; set aside.


2. Form two sandwiches with the bread and chocolate (break chocolate as necessary to cover bread without extending over edges); dip both sides of sandwiches in egg mixture to coat.


3. Heat butter in a large skillet over medium heat; transfer sandwiches to skillet. Cook, pressing occasionally with a spatula, until golden, 1 to 2 minutes per side. Transfer to a paper towel–lined plate. Cut in half, and dust with confectioners’ sugar before serving.

Here I Am....

Haven't blogged in a little bit as I really have nothing to say.The weather has also been nice enough that we are outside all afternoon.

Things around here are pretty much the same as usual. I'm mising my valley friends, I'm trying to maintain this household, and trying not to lose my mind in all the lonliness and chaos that can sometimes be my day.

Bulbs are coming up, which is encouraging. My new closet is coming along nicely which means that I will soon be able to unpack more boxes. That will help clear out the other front room and we can start the process of finishing off that room. We will need to cut through the foundation to put a couple of windows in but once that is done we will be all set.

I was watching Sam with interest this morning while he ate his breakfast. He does this every morning but I had never paid too much attention. As he eats his cereal, he moves from seat to seat taking his bowl with him. The time in each seat varies depending on the amount of time before he drips milk on the table. As soon as he has done so, he moves on to the next seat. He stresses only when there are no more clean spots. To him that is easier than getting up for a cloth with which to wipe the table.

I was excited to see that starting on Saturday night they are going to have a new Little House series on ABC. It will run for one month. They claim that it will be true to the books. Claire and I are looking forward to it as we have been reading the books at bedtime.

Anyway, off to try to be productive.....

Random Ramblings....

It's been a week of spring break. Break for who? We have been busier this week than any normal week but I guess that's the point. Karen and I took the older kids to Crystal Palace in New Brunswick. Sam stayed home with Hud so we only had to take one vehicle. The kids had a blast. Claire who is afraid of everything begged me to accompany her on the rollercoaster. She loved it, I did not!
We had someone come and look at the roof and his opinion is that we need to do the whole roof. Nice. There goes my window money! We also need to replace the side door as it is leaking down into the basement. Not a huge problem now , but it's where we are in the process of putting a closet. We don't need the closet ruined.
Hud and Daniel are away at camp for the weekend, Claire had an overnight at her Nannies house so Sam and I are just hanging out. We went shopping today and I bought a blouse. I'm thrilled with everything but the fact that it is an x-large. What is happening to my body? My arms and face seem to be losing weight, my bum looks like a saggy granny bum and my boobs are growing. I was just getting used to my body and here we go morphing again! What will the end result be this time and for how long?!?
I was examining my garden this afternoon and noticed that I have some sedum starting to send up it's new growth. What an encouraging sight.
Sam has a wart on the thumb that he sucks. Not too exciting to the average soul but for me the result of putting on a wart remover bandaid is grand. He has tried a few times to suck his thumb but quickly pulls it out as the feel isn't right. He fell asleep last night without sucking it and all day so far he hasn't. He has asked a few times to have it removed but I have been telling him it needs to stay and he just goes off to play. We may be on the road to ending the sucking routine.

~Hope everyone has a grand weekend and that you have more excitement than me!~

Kissing...who knew?

Read an article today about kissing. Who knew people actually analized such things.


Kissing not only feels good on your lips and in your nether regions, smooching is actually beneficial to your health. As two tongues touch, nerve endings fire off messages to other parts of your body: various muscles clench, your lungs start to work harder and your lips swell (who needs Botox?), to name but a few. As your heart rate increases, your veins dilate and all that rushing blood can make you feel hot and sweaty. A French kiss requires the use of more than 30 facial muscles (bonjour!), toning your jaw and cheek, which in turn reduces the likelihood of sagging chops. A good make-out session burns about half the calories of jogging and makes your mouth water, which helps flush out plaque and prevent cavities. And, kissing is good for your soul, too. Physical touch boosts certain hormone levels in your body, which can create that warm, fuzzy, feels-good-all-over sensation. Nurturing, bonding and loving, the therapeutic power of a kiss may have started the first time your mom kissed a boo-boo on your elbow.

So to Cori I say, we want to see a record of the number of kissing hours you put in on a daily basis....

Crystal palace fun.....

In Answer to Andreas Question....

the little clear drip of snot from anyones nose!.... How can they not know it's there?

had to do it this way cos it wouldn't let me comment on yours....time to switch to haloscan