Not me! Monday!- Vacation Edition

Bonjour mon amis. That is "Hello, my friends" in French just in case you are not bilingual like moi. I would not make up a fib to make myself seem more intellectual and "cultured" for the sake of attracting more blog friends. Really. I wouldn't dare.

So, myself and the fam-damily went on a little vacation last week. Mr. Momma, Momma, and the three rascals packed up the van and headed out of town for a few days of fun and relaxation.

Or at least that is how we planned it. The relaxation part never happened.

Our van did not look like we were going across the country for a month when all was packed and stuffed into it. Packing for a few days away does not mean we need three suitcases, 3 large bags, a Pack n' Play, 7 pairs of shoes and bananas. Nope, not us.

On our journey to our final destination the boys did not have to...umm...urinate so badly that we passed them a cup. We are Super Parents and Super Parents would pull off of the highway and search for clean washroom facilities, not force their children to piddle in an empty cup. Geesh.

For our 2 hour van ride, we were not forced to listen to Mr. Momma singing Bluegrass music. Ok, we were and it was the longest 2 hours of my life.

I did not pack my own pillow and only my pillow. I am an adult and do not need to bring my pillow wherever I go.

I did not hear these sentences come out of my children's mouths at some point during our getaway.

"Look at how hairy that man's back is!"
"Hey, Big Momma" (To me. And I answered)
"Look! Santa Claus is here!" (When they saw a man with long white hair and a white beard)
"Take a picture of us because we are yo dudes"
"Look at how small his wiener is" (While looking at a statue)
"I can see his butt crack!" (While looking at that same statue)
"Are there traffic lights for airplanes in the sky?"

We did not have a very difficult time getting a good picture of all three kids together. My kids are easy to get in pictures. They are photogenic at all times and never give us a hard time.

And remember we are Super Parents so we ate healthy at all times and did not overload our children with sugary foods. Nope, not us. We are strict at all times and do not let our kids let loose just because we are on vacation.

And lastly..............

We were not exhausted-mentally and physically upon returning home after a few days away. Nope. Not us. We can handle three small children in foreign territory, 24 hours a day for 3 days without a break. We are Super Parents! Nothing can break us. Nothing can turn our smiles into gritting teeth and our kind words into growls. Especially our own children.

Happy Monday mon amis!

Weekly Winners

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Red.

Pinkish-Purple.

Purple.

My Princess.

Niagara Falls, Ontario.

View from a helicopter ride we took.

Directly over the Falls. On the left side is the Maid of the Mist.

Amazing.

Pink.

Sunset.

Days of Summer

As summer draws to a close I am reminding myself that it was a pretty fabulous holiday.
My kids were able to sleep in.
Stay up late.
See many places.
And even be educated a little bit at these fun places.

My kids played.
Swam.
Laughed.
Tried new things.
Accomplished many goals.


My kids spent alot of time with family.
And friends.
And their Daddy.

No one can measure up to their Daddy.
And nothing is as fun as "working" with Daddy.

Especially when they can help him do yard work in their underwear and muddy boots.

Why would middle child be in his underwear you ask?

Well, I will tell you.....

Because he fell in a huge mud puddle, that's why.

And instead of coming to the house and changing, he stripped down out in the field to continue his work with Daddy.

Because nothing is more fun.

Isn't summer wonderful?

Spectacular Summer

Ooooooooo how I love summer!

The warm weather.

The sunshine.

Watching my children discover new things.

There is nothing better.

Princess discovered mud.

Squeezing it in her hands and then watching it drop down into the water is so enjoyable.

Personally I enjoy chocolate in my hands and watching it go in my mouth, but that is me, and I am..well....unique.

The wind-swept hair-do suits her well I think.

See?

Watching ducks duck under the water for hours on end is also quite enjoyable. But saying "Hi" about 763 times and not hearing even one "Hi" back gets a bit boring.
So instead Princess relaxed in her floatie. Now that is enjoyable!

Ooooooo how I love summer.

I am so sad it is almost over.

Especially because Princess still has two bikinis she has not even had on yet. *sigh*

Not My Children! Monday

Only 2 weeks and 1 day until the first day of school but who is counting?! Certainly not this mother. Nope....no way. This mother enjoys every second with her demanding, messy, bossy children. This mother enjoys cleaning up booboos, cleaning dirty bums and cleaning mud off of the kitchen floor 18 times a day . Really.

My children would not run through the house with their muddy rubber boots on. Nope, never.

And they most certainly would not tell their dear mother to "relax" as she loudly told them to take their boots off before entering the house for the kazillionth time.

My children do not think it is fashionable to wear their rubber boots with bare feet...all day...every day....out in public. And they definitely do not think it is good fashion sense to wear their rubber boots to people's homes for a visit.

Bare feet + rubber boots= STINKARAMA!

Middle child does not have a designated outfit titled "Work Clothes" that he only wears when "working" outside with Daddy (including underwear). But lets just say if he did.......it would most definitely not be an argument to allow Mommy to wash this outfit. He is not the argumentative type. Nope, not him. *cough*

Oldest child did not wear the same outfit two days in a row last week....twice.

Both boys did not play a baseball game underwear-less. I mean seriously, why would they want to pick out their "wedgies" all through the game???

Princess did not come this close -> <- to knocking over an entire skid of BBQ sauce at Costco yesterday. But if she did, the only thing that stopped her was Daddy yelling and Mommy jumping to catch it before it fell.

My children do not want one of these as a pet. Ok, they do......

Oldest child is not so lazy that he put his bathing trunks over his pyjama bottoms and went like that to swimming lessons.

Underwear+pj bottoms+bathing trunks=uncomfortable.

While enjoying a family outing, middle child did not whine the entire afternoon because he wanted an ice cream.

And if he did, his wonderful, intelligent parents would not then get him an ice cream.

And then let him eat his brother's.

That would be bad parenting.

Terrible parenting.

We know better than that.

Really.

Happy Monday Y'all!!!!

Sunday Citar

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.
Jimmy Buffett

I am not one of those people who enjoys surprises. Things that pop up unannounced..good and bad.
Think of all of the fun things you would find on your hunt through life. Happiness...love......friendship.....

Now that is more like it.

Kids and Sports

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I have two boys.
Boys full of energy.
Boys who need to run off some of that energy.
So we have always had them in some sort of physical recreational sport.
Swimming.
Soccer.
Hockey.
T-ball.
Baseball.

Not all at once of course but we try to sign them up for 1-2 each season.
Some they have enjoyed.
Others...umm...not so much.
Right now they play baseball and love it. And selfishly, we love to watch them....especially when we see their smile after hitting the ball and making it to first, second or third base.

There is no better feeling than watching your children accomplish goals they set for themselves.

There is no better feeling than seeing your children smile.

I digress.

My question(s) for you this week.

Do your kids play sports?
How do you deal with it when they play something they do not enjoy?
How do you decide to stop signing them up for a sport?
Do your kids have the final decision at any age?
How long do you "force" them to stick it out?
Or do you let them quit when it is no longer fun?

If I were to have another baby and plan my own shower.......

...........which will never ever happen, because a) I am finished being pregnant and going through sleep withdrawal for months on end, and, b) I would never plan my own baby shower.

But...just in case pigs one day do fly and my plans get somewhat changed *gag*, this is how I would plan my day.

The theme for my shower would be an Alphabet theme, because...well...I don't really know. I just like it and the pink and blue thing is just old.

These (or something similar) would be sent out to all invited guests with cutesy words.

Martha Stewart would come over to plan the big day complete with all of her supplies, brain cells and skills. We would not discuss $$ because we all know how she deals with that. Instead she would offer all services and supplies free of charge because she is nice like that.

She would suggest alphabet blocks for the cake(s) and she would even make them and decorate them. That Martha is such a great lady.

She would go through the trouble of shopping for guest favours. You know what she would pick? Cute lil' stamps with each guests initials. And she would even wrap them up in her handmade paper. That Martha, I tell ya. She is one swell gal.
Alphabet cookies would be baked and decorated with all of my favourite things. Chocolate, candy, sprinkles....pretty much anything with sugar would do. We would have little finger sandwiches because they are the greatest food ever and some other unhealthy food items because I would be eating for two. Not because I enjoy unhealthy food. Geesh.
Instead of the silly game counting jelly beans and wrapping toilet paper around my belly, there would be a "Guess how many letters are in the pretty glass container". The winner would then get to take a home a pretty glass container with all of the letters. I know. I am too nice...errrr...I mean the person planning my shower is too nice. Think of all of the wonderful things you could do with small letters...approximately 89 of them. The list is endless.

An alphabet book would be created by all of the guests. Each guest could pick a letter and draw a picture of something that starts with that letter. They also could write a little note to the new baby (or me) on the other side. Everyone say it......."Awwwwwwwwww"
Decorations would be all things alphabet. Blocks. Letters hanging from the ceiling. Alphabet balloons. Little cutesy chalkboards with letters. Ooooo......I have so many ideas....that I would pass on to the lovely friend who was planning the shower of course.

And then I would have the baby. My baby would be brilliant because of all of the alphabet gifts that were given at the shower. That baby would grow up, find a great job and support his/her Momma.

The End.

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