3/28/2018 0 Comments my boy childJackson is currently at that age where he isn't quite preschooler cute/kinda annoying/hilariously adorable all at the same time. Any other moms feel me?! Within a span of 30 seconds you've gone from talking about farts, to ridiculous laughter and spitting with mispronounced words all scattered through. I'm mooned at an alarming frequency. Shining that blazing white bum apparently doesn't get any less hilarious. Any possible time he can say a ''bathroom word'' (poop is an all time favourite) he will and at the top of his lungs. Any time you ask him to get dressed he runs and hides under his blankets and laughs hysterically until I ''find him'' (and he is always very confused as to why I'm usually raising my voice). When he puts on a hoodie he ALWAYS puts it on backwards so the hood covers his face and repeatedly walks into walks until I tell him to stop. Every. Single. Time.
And then he whispers carefully guarded secrets when the burden is too much for him. "I licked the pole going in to the class room when it was snowy because my teacher told me not to. It got stuck and I ripped it really really hard. It bleeded everywhere but I don't worry, I just swallowed my blood. It was warm." You've officially been initiated as a true winter Canadian child. On an outing I asked Reuben for an aspirin. Jackson over heard it as "a**-spread" and continued to loudly as me if I needed another "a**-spread" throughout our entire outing. It really was great. And to prove my child is going places in life... "Jackson what did you learn today in Sunday school?" "Salad comes out of my butt".
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3/9/2018 0 Comments These mom daysI realize I've been the worst at keeping up with this blog lately. Gah! Now that Harper is walking, okay she moves like she's on a war path, life has gotten so much more busy and far far less productive. Who knew that was possible? So it's not like my kids haven't been hilarious/insane/crazy/adorable... they have! I just have fallen deeper and deeper in love with sleep. Absence makes the heart grow fonder right?
I've definitely upped my cool factor lately too. If you haven't hung out with me in a while you are missing out on some serious mom brain. We finally decided we needed a local babysitter and had one of the youth from our church out to babysit. When I went to go pick her up she came outside and said, "Hi, you must be Amber." To which I replied, "Hi, I'm Sarah. Nope. I'm not. You are. I'm Amber. Hahahahahaha (*cue awkward laugh)". Yeah and she actually still wanted to babysit. I feel like my brain literally farted in that moment. We also have a horrible relationship with tupperware. It's not even worth getting in to. So after scrounging around for something to put salad dressing in (I've tried a ziploc out of desperation... not again) I finally found something. I actually had a coworker compliment me on how handy of a tupperware that was because it had all the measurements on the side and sealed tight. Thank goodness for leftover hospital breast milk containers. I had a bit of a ''I want to be a domestic 1950's house wife" kick. Stop judging, I'm having a hard time turning 30. So I borrowed a friend's bread maker because you know, I have all this extra time to make wonderful homemade healthy bread. I thought bread makers were essentially idiot proof. Apparently my skill set resides in making bread bricks, not loaves. So the appropriate and mature way to deal with all of... life... is to buy 1/2 pound of shaved pastrami and inhale it, by yourself, in the grocery parking lot. |
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