Took the boys to the pool at our community clubhouse today and here is the result of my youngest son posing himself . . . I’m training him well don’t you think? Cheeeeeeeeeeese!
Archive | March, 2009
Photo Hunt . . . Yellow
21 Mar
PhotoHuntFor this week’s Photo Hunt theme of yellow, I picked this photo of my middle son playing on his new slip and slide, which is yellow by the way! Unfortunately, it popped a hole a few moments later! Now, hubby has designs on how to strengthen it as I write this . . . we shall see.
A Sort of Thursday Thirteen . . . An Interview With My 9 Year Old
19 MarSo, for this week’s TT, I interviewed my 9 year old with the below … ahem … 15 question meme. I know, I know! It’s supposed to be 13 questions . . . oh well! Oh and BTW . . . you’re all tagged!
1. What is something mom always says to you? “Don’t make me say it again.”
2. What makes mom happy? Her children.
3. What makes mom sad? When {insertmy oldest son’s name} doesn’t do what he’s supposed to.
4. How does your mom make you laugh? When she laughs, it sounds funny.
5. What was your mom like as a child? I don’t know.
6. How old is your mom? 38
7. How tall is your mom? around 5 or 6 feet.
8. What is her favorite thing to do? Go shopping!
9. What does your mom do when you’re not around? Goes to restaurants.
10. How do you know your mom loves you? She gives me hugs and kisses and buys me really cool presents on my birthday.
11. What is your mom really good at? Soccer and trying to get the best bargain.
12. What is your mom not very good at? Video games.
13. What makes you proud of your mom? Because she loves me a lot.
14. What does your mom like most about your dad? His cooking.
15. Where is your mom’s favorite place to go? The mall!
Wordless Wednesday . . .
18 Mar
This weekend we went on a train ride! Choo choo! Can you spot my mad sister-in-law? The dude in the background is one of the train operators sitting on the caboose!
Dare I Bikini?
17 MarIt was so hot here this weekend, I thought I’d brave the potential freezing cold waters and head to the clubhouse pool with my boys in tow. My sister-in-law came with us and persuaded me to join her in wearing a bikini.
Can we just say, yikes?
It was the first time this year that I donned my bikini and clearly still have those “ten pounds” to lose, but decided what the hell. Certainly not as olive skinned and gorgeous as my sis-in-law, I thought I was holding up pretty well . . . amongst those around the pool until I got home and saw the back fat photos!
Can we say, yikes, again?
The boys had a great time — besides the blue lips, looking at them you would never know the pool water was absolutely freezing. I only braved it when I had to which was to grab the munchkin who’d gulped too much water!
The hubby has set up a spinning work-out space in the garage for himself except I will be hopping on it as soon as he gets home! With summer fast approaching, I’ve got to my arse in gear . . . literally!
Musical Monday . . .
16 MarSo, a group of old school mates are meeting up this weekend in my hometown . . and I have to say that I am very jealous. Not to worry, I’ll have to drag them all out again this summer when I head that way. Anyway, this is one of the numerous songs that remind me of my early middle school years, hanging out in the Youth Club at lunch time and on Friday nights, dancing away to this!
Wordless Wednesday . . .
11 Mar
We went to my friend’s son’s 3rd birthday party at the weekend, complete with bouncy castle and all — I think I was more excited about jumping in it than the boys. Anyway, my little guy fell in love with one of my friend’s daughters as you can probably tell from the photograph. He ended up following her around all night!
The mullet is gone . . .
10 MarToday, after two strangers referred to my baby as a “she” I decided I needed to take “him” to get a haircut.
His second in two years.
So, I took him to the local walk-in hairdressers. A place I frequent with my other sons. A place that has a specially designated booth just for kids’ cuts. I walked in, toddler on the hip with another customer close on my heels. The hairdresser behind the desk looked directly beyond me and asks the lady behind me what her name was. I kind of took a second to react and almost said my name thinking she was looking at her, but meaning me. But, they then had a conversation during which I stood at the counter, waiting.
When I was finally spoken to, I was told it would be a 30 minute wait and what did I want to do.
WTF?
I know cutting a cranky, squirming toddler’s hair is not the most glamorous, nor the most highly paid gig for a hairdresser, but seriously WTF? You advertise that you cut kids’ hair. WTF?
I turned on my heels telling her that I would not be waiting for 30 minutes with a cranky toddler and would go elsewhere — to an establishment that actually wants my business.
I mean, WTF? Sure, it wasn’t going to be the biggest money maker, but treat my baby well and I would have tipped well. Probably more than the haircut that she was about to do!
I then called my own hairdresser who adores the munchkin — she squeezed him in this afternoon . . . and voila . . .with a few snips and buzzes, he turned in to a little man before my eyes!
Musical Monday . . .
8 MarFive Years Time by Noah and the Whale
Such a great song that can’t help but put you in a good mood, right! So, tell me where do you think you’ll be in 5 years time?
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