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Zumming

Since the end of summer we’ve been a one car family, and as such we’ve been limited to walking or not going when Nic is at work.  For doctors appointments we’ve planned accordingly and I’ve kept the car while Nic bummed a ride with his brother who worked spitting distance from him.  But all that changed last week when Nic took up a new job about an hours ride each way.  Fun times!  So it was time to hop aboard a bus.

Taking a bus ride by myself with 2 kids has been something I’ve been apprehensive about and avoided for a long time.  So I was a little nervous when on Friday I decided to do the weekly trek to McD’s by bus, as it would be too late to wait for Nic to pick us and take as, there would be hardly any playtime before dinner.

So we got to it.  I did not take the stroller as I wasnt sure on how I’d finagle a stroller aboard and still manage to keep a hold on Aria.  As we waited to board the Zum, which we didnt have to wait that long for (yay!) a lady got off with a stroller with her baby in it- very effortlessly.  Noted.  We boarded- the bus driver did not wait for us to find seats before starting, as a result of which I lurched forward while carrying Aria when he started.  Very bad.

I did want to go too far back for seats and found one seat in the handicapped section where I sat with Aria on my lap while JM stood by my side.   Thankfully, in one stop, another seat vacated and JM was able to sit and enjoy it a bit better.  And they did enjoy it.  I turned Aria to face me but she wanted to sit facing away from me – observing everything she possibly cound.  This is something I always notice about my kids – they drink in everything everytime we take them somewhere new or do something new – both of them just drink in the experience!

About 3 stops later we were up.  We got off uneventfully but had to walk a bit to McD’s.  A bit painful without a stroller but not impossible.

Overall, an OK experience for a first one.  The kids enjoyed it and I’d be alot more comfortable with the stroller for next time.

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They just fall out of my eyes

I come from a family of cryers.  Not like Jon Cryer cryer, but like crying, weeping, sobbing criers.  We know it, we acknowledge it, we accept it.  Anything, good or bad, interesting or tedious will make us cry.  You know its bad when we’re crying so  bad that we cant get the words out – that is a level you dont want to reach when you’re talking with us because its all just downhill from there.

So when my son got off the bus with tears streaming because his best bud decided he didnt want to be friends anymore, my heart went out to him.  It was devastating to him even though he knew in his heart of hearts that everything would be fine by tomorrow.  I mean, these are guys who fight on the way home everyday.  We got home and discussed the issue and hugged and decided that we were going to move on.  I mean who needs Ay and his ‘not-going-to-be-friends-anymore’ attitude.  We were Good.  And then I told him that he didnt have to cry every time something like this happened and he looked at me helplessly and said, “I dont want to cry but when I feel sad they just fall out of my eyes.”

I know the feeling kid.

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Like kids under the Christmas tree on Christmas Day tearing through their gifts, unwrapping as fast as their little fingers can go, scanning boxes as fast as they can before they can toss it aside to go open the next gift.  Repeat. Repeat.  Yes, they go back to enjoy each toy individually but when they first sit to open them, there is no room to wait for surprises and to take it slow.

And I feel that I live my life the same way.  Right from the time I wake up in the morning.  There is no time to brush my teeth like a sane person, I have to rush through it because Im already running late.  I rush through breakfast because I dont have the time to sit through it, not the patience to enjoy it when I have to get started making the kids lunch, laundry, cleaning, dinner, etc.

And its not just the essentials I rush through.  Even on the rare occasion I get to spend the evening with Nic, we rush through dinner to get to the movie.  I cant sit through the movie not knowing what happens at the end, so I have to get out the laptop or Ipad and check out online spoilers to see if there is anything I need to beware of.

I rush through books because I just cant wait to get to the end and find out how it all ties together.

Im not sure when I turned this way, living in fast forward.  But maybe it had to do with the kids and always having to be on my toes to anticipate their next move.  Im not quite sure.  All I know is I dont have the time to sit and wait, it has to happen and it has to happen now!

I know I opened my gifts on Christmas morning like a banshee on a rampage … and apparently, some things never change.

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No time to manage my time

And suddenly, Im busy!

Actually I dont know if Im busy or lazy or procrastinating or busy making excuses.  I have a million thoughts running through my brain everyday and some of those thoughts include thinking of great blog posts.  But I never seem to get around to it.

The kids are their usual selves – rambunctious, loud, lovable.  The home is as clean and tidy as I can manage it.  The food gets cooked in time to eat it.  The laundry gets laundered before it overtakes our lives.  The garbage gets taken out.   But I always seem to be rushing to do it- like Im going to fall behind if I dont do it right then …

I have no idea why that is.  Or maybe its because JM is home all day and I have to come up with ways to entertain him.  If that is the case, September cant come quick enough!  Maybe with one munchkin whose only goal is to be next to me … it wont be so bad.

Who am I kidding.

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Aria does not have a weewee!

This was the discovery for today.  And how!

Im not sure how this passed his notice for over a year, as we dont change diapers stealthily or give bath’s undercover.  Both are running around naked at bathtime and naked while they wait their turns to get dressed.  However, this has never come to his notice till today.  Apparently Aria peed somewhere and Nic was going around, “where did she pee, where did she pee?” and JM went to check if she had peed at all. [Im not sure on how he was going to do this but it had to do with checking her weewee] and in the bargain discovered that she was missing a weewee.  He was shocked and a little horrified and went around shouting that Aria did not have a weewee!

Since I was washing dishes I stayed there- anything to avoid having conversations of the sensitive nature.  Nic very matter of factly told him that yeah, Aria was a girl- girls dont have weewee’s.  Duh!

Very anti-climactic after all the screaming – but well played.  Hopefully we get a few more years before any icky conversations have to happen.

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It is way too hot,

I have way too much packing to do,

it is so freaking difficult to cook without a working kitchen sink –

all reasons  why I am unable to  post a complete blogpost.  There is just too much on my mind.  But this is a small list on things that have left me speechless this week:

– JM breaking the towel bar because he was trying to do pull ups on it.

– JM refusing to kiss and hug his great-nana because she’s too ‘sprinkly’ which Im assuming translates to wrinkly.

– Aria trying to run after taking 1 step on her own.  Rush, much?

– Aria continuing to terrorize JM, who is slowly learning to stand up for himself.

– How good Nic looks after having lost a little weight, I cant wait for him to hit his goal weight!

– Why Nic can’t understand why I dont understand why people cry at weddings.  I just dont get it, and he doesnt get why its such an unsentimental occasion for me.

– My landlord sleeping well at night knowing that the pipes in my kitchen are burst and not doing anything about it (its been a month now!)

And lastly;

My sister devoting ungodly amounts of time to create and maintain a blog dedicated solely to Sweet Valley High.

 

Freaky

 

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No lights, no sounds – rock on

When we knew we were going to be driving from Toronto to Maryland, and not taking the bus as previously decided upon- we were petrified.  Driving 10 hours with 2 kids is not a joke and should not be treated as such, it should be approached with the care and precision as rocket science, in my opinion.

Given the heat, the road works, the distance, the boredom and the consistent, “are we there yet?” made us quickly change our plans from leaving at 7am in the morning to leaving at 10pm the previous night.  We took the kids to McD’s, made JM play and play some more, we gave them dinner and made them play some more while we packed.  We tidied the house and packed the car while they played some more.

Finally at 9:30pm we gave them baths and packed them into their car seats.  Before we left the driveway Aria was asleep.  JM was up a bit more after that as he worries about the dark and driving at night.  He dozed off finally at 1am.   And it was relatively smooth sailing from there on.  There was not a peep from the kids, the only lights on the roads were from our little cocoon and other cars we passed on the road, we had soft conversations, we exchanged drivers seats, we gassed up, we snacked, we drove.

I enjoyed the night drive.   We breezed past downtown core areas.  We sailed on single lane’s where roads were closed due to construction.  We slowed down on confusing roads to read signs.  It was so unstressful and calm as opposed to driving during the day with traffic and kids and whatnot.

The kids both got up at 6am.  We stopped for a break and food.  We let Aria walk about and let JM run around in the parking lot.  We tried exhausting them but after a night of fitful sleep- that was relatively difficult to do.  We got back on the road at 7am with about an hour of driving left, and I can honestly say that was the hardest part of the drive.  The crying, the throwing of toys, the complaining, the fighting …

Thankfully we were at our destination by 8am and everyone was thankful to be out of the car.

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