Since the kids started eating lunch at school going back several years now, a favorite (and requested) packed lunch has been what you see in the above picture:
a flat hamburger bun cut in half
a slice of roasted turkey
two thin slices of cucumber in between the turkey so as not to get the bread ‘wet’ Continue reading
So here we are again. Back to blogging. Right?
My propulsion to write is not here. I don’t know where it went. Maybe I’ll find it again, or maybe I’ll write a bunch of drivel, store it in the draft folder, and leave it there indefinitely. Like I have so many times over the summer…
But summer is over now. Never mind the heat wave we’re in, the kids went to school today and we’re back to routine. I have to say, I wasn’t quite sure if I’m ready to leave the lazy days behind…having the kids around all the time hasn’t been as challenging this summer as it has when they were toddlers and preschoolers, and we did have them in occasional camps, but my favorite time is when we’re all together but separate, doing our thing, and giggling and eating together and connecting. The school year is all about schedules and routines and hockey and food and laundry and homework; the summer months were a breath of fresh air.
Yet I welcome the school year, like I do every year. The one thing I missed the most over the summer was my alone-time. Solitude re-charges me, and is essential to my well-being, and as long as I get some peace and quiet during the day, I find I can handle the chaos that comes when the kids get home easier to handle. Or the hoopla in the mornings… Continue reading
I can’t figure it out.
Either, there is something wrong with the way I parent these kids of mine, or there is something wrong with the children.
All I know is, both of them are constantly in competition with each other about who got more than the other. More: attention from someone, any type of food, amount of drink in a cup, ice cream scoops, chocolate chips in their cookie, sprinkles, pancakes, Pokemon cards, Minecraft time, visits at grandparents’ house, playdates, you name it, they will argue about it.
So tiresome. Continue reading
I am currently seeking patent for my latest invention, attributed to tweens and their endless eye-rolling activities.
Honestly, is this something they learn in school? Is this a subject they teach in grade 3? How has eye-rolling become such a staple in my sweet child’s life?
Well I have invented a cure. This cure is still in experimental mode, so feel free to apply to your own unique eye-rolling circumstances and report findings. I’ll create a spreadsheet, if you want. Or maybe someone can design an app… Continue reading
Two weeks have flown by and I’m sitting here with coffee at 5 am wondering how I manage to still be upright. It has been beyond busy and the only reason I survived (mostly) is because our summer was relatively schedule and activity free, and mostly relaxing. If our summer had been as busy as the school year was last year there is no way I would have made it through the last couple of weeks.
But all the visiting and special activities are now over and we are able to settle into a new routine. A new era has begun, with two children in school full time.
Well, that’s what I thought until the little first grader announced she does not want to stay at school for lunch anymore. Continue reading
I love the sound of bickering children when I get up way past the time they do… Continue reading
Children and food. When did this become such a big preoccupation for parents?
I don’t remember having had so many opinions about food…I don’t remember having had any opinions at all. If I didn’t like what was served I didn’t eat it and that was that. So I was a little hungry that day…the next day something was served that I liked and I ate twice as much of that. And it was rare that someone asked my opinion about a meal, unless it was my birthday.
I’m currently preoccupied with a 5 year old and her rather vocal, argumentative nature when it comes to eating pretty much anything nutritious these days. This is the girl who was a great eater up until just recently. So, what gives? Continue reading
My little Sonja, my little angle, my little girlie….she is on some kind of a rampage lately.
Don’t mess with me or I will take my racket and raise a little hell!
We basically pass her back and forth between DH and I. I handle her until I grit my teeth, and/or lose it, at which point she goes crying to daddy that “mommy doesn’t like me, mommy doesn’t care about me”. So then he does what he does with her, and all is well, till half an hour later she comes crying to me: “daddy YELLED at me!!”.
Something’s bugging her.
She’s bugging me.
She’s 5. Going on 11…
Tuesday coffee update: we are out of coffee cream. I had to use milk in my coffee. Milk is ok, and a lot better than sugar. Monday’s coffee definitely was worse than Tuesday’s coffee.
…a whole lot of yelling.
Yesterday was bliss. Continue reading
I shudder at the thought of that girl being able to reach a phone, any phone, and dial a number (or I guess these days it’s punch a number) and make calls.
She does this now with some help (which theoretically means she has permission to call grandma). Still….
Last week she asked for the phone to talk to my mom and then left the room, phone at ear, looking very important. She came back to say ‘Nonno said to leave a message’ which means the voicemail kicked in. I told her to leave a message. She departed again chattering something I couldn’t hear. Then she pressed the red button to hang up and that was that. Continue reading