There was water in my ear, honest...
Today I was actually paying attention in swim class, and I must print a retraction of my previous post regarding song lyrics.
I'm even less informed than previously mentioned. Here are the real words to the song:
Ring around the rosy,
Pocket full of posy,
Husha
Husha
We all fall down.
Cows in the meadow,
Eating butter cups,
Husha
Husha
We all jump up.
There were no peanut butter cups involved. (Hangs head in shame)
I also apologize for getting the giggles when I realized my gaffe.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
Yes...I live, or rather still live as it may be, or rather is.
I know I have been a little well, a lot actually remiss about posting and whatnot. But ya know, that's OK, things are mostly good with me, and have not changed much.
Well...that is...except yesterday, I got to experience something new!
Stitches!
Yup, that's right, stitches!
I have three of them in my head, where I cut myself open at work. Was very interesting to have someone basically tugging to knot a stitch closed on my skull.
Aside from that, things are good, my beautiful wife is healthy and happy; our darling daughter is the picture of health and definitely very happy; and as such I cannot be anything but happy.
So minor wound aside, all is good; as I hope it is for all of you.
I know I have been a little well, a lot actually remiss about posting and whatnot. But ya know, that's OK, things are mostly good with me, and have not changed much.
Well...that is...except yesterday, I got to experience something new!
Stitches!
Yup, that's right, stitches!
I have three of them in my head, where I cut myself open at work. Was very interesting to have someone basically tugging to knot a stitch closed on my skull.
Aside from that, things are good, my beautiful wife is healthy and happy; our darling daughter is the picture of health and definitely very happy; and as such I cannot be anything but happy.
So minor wound aside, all is good; as I hope it is for all of you.
5 year old philosophers...
Overheard at the pool today:
"Let's play Rock, Paper, Scissors"
"OK, this is what rock looks like" (makes fist)
"This is what paper looks like" (holds hand out flat)
"This is what scissors look like" (makes scissors with fingers)
"This is what glue looks like" (makes squirting motion with hand)
"But there isn't any glue in Rock, Paper, Scissors!"
"So how does the paper stick to the rock then?"
Overheard at the pool today:
"Let's play Rock, Paper, Scissors"
"OK, this is what rock looks like" (makes fist)
"This is what paper looks like" (holds hand out flat)
"This is what scissors look like" (makes scissors with fingers)
"This is what glue looks like" (makes squirting motion with hand)
"But there isn't any glue in Rock, Paper, Scissors!"
"So how does the paper stick to the rock then?"
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
The wheels on the bus do what?
Ok, I had my first "Gee I feel inadequate as a mom" moment today. I don't know the words to kid's songs. Any of them.
Lily's first swim lesson was today, and we had to sing songs while playing with our babies. Lily had fun, while mom either made up or mouthed the words to all of the songs. I did have fun though, despite feeling incredibly silly.
Did you know there was a second verse to "Ring Around the Rosy" that involved peanut butter cups? I didn't, but now I do.
Did I get the wrong edition of "What to Expect While You're Expecting" ? I think it was missing the chapter on Earworms, or Children's Songs You Need to Learn Now or the Other Parents Will Look at You Funny in Swim Class.
Who knew that you would have to study for swim class?
Excuse me, while I go practice the Hokey Pokey...
Ok, I had my first "Gee I feel inadequate as a mom" moment today. I don't know the words to kid's songs. Any of them.
Lily's first swim lesson was today, and we had to sing songs while playing with our babies. Lily had fun, while mom either made up or mouthed the words to all of the songs. I did have fun though, despite feeling incredibly silly.
Did you know there was a second verse to "Ring Around the Rosy" that involved peanut butter cups? I didn't, but now I do.
Did I get the wrong edition of "What to Expect While You're Expecting" ? I think it was missing the chapter on Earworms, or Children's Songs You Need to Learn Now or the Other Parents Will Look at You Funny in Swim Class.
Who knew that you would have to study for swim class?
Excuse me, while I go practice the Hokey Pokey...
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
Keltie's post got me thinking...
Here are some things that make me happy
1 - Seeing my 80-something Auntie Eleanor blow raspberries on Lily's bare tummy.
2 - Hearing my daughter laugh spontaneously at the dog.
3 - Long detailed emails from my brother. (or my 'little bother' as my dad sometimes calls him...)
4 - The look of love on Lily's face when she gazes at her Daddy.
5 - The sound of Leocat's purr. It's deep and rumbly and soothing.
6 - A quiet house, a comfortable chair and a good book.
7 - Friends with babies, ones that understand how hard it is to be a mom.
8 - My parents, for setting a great example of how to be a good parent.
9 - Overhearing my grandmother whisper to Lily how much my grandpa would have loved meeting her.
10 - The sound of Bryan's keys in the door at the end of the day - I miss him when he's at work.
Here are some things that make me happy
1 - Seeing my 80-something Auntie Eleanor blow raspberries on Lily's bare tummy.
2 - Hearing my daughter laugh spontaneously at the dog.
3 - Long detailed emails from my brother. (or my 'little bother' as my dad sometimes calls him...)
4 - The look of love on Lily's face when she gazes at her Daddy.
5 - The sound of Leocat's purr. It's deep and rumbly and soothing.
6 - A quiet house, a comfortable chair and a good book.
7 - Friends with babies, ones that understand how hard it is to be a mom.
8 - My parents, for setting a great example of how to be a good parent.
9 - Overhearing my grandmother whisper to Lily how much my grandpa would have loved meeting her.
10 - The sound of Bryan's keys in the door at the end of the day - I miss him when he's at work.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
She can crawl!
The dog that is.
Our last Lab, Indy had a number of useless tricks. One was "Paws on the Tree". As named, it meant we said "Paws on the Tree" and he ran to a tree in the back yard and well, put his paws on the tree. Craig and I thought it would translate to other tall objects, such as crosswalk poles - maybe he would even learn to press the button. Nope, "Paws on the Tree" was reserved for the tree. And when Mom and Dad cut down the tree, Indy would not put his paws on any other tree. In his world, that was the only tree. Another trick was teaching him to crawl on his belly. Unless your dog is in the army, or is required to get into small places, this is another fairly useless trick. It has no purpose, except to get praise or treats.
Molly has a smaller repertoire of tricks. I taught her to shake a paw - her very first trick! She can also spin around. She has not figured out how to roll over. Maybe she has, and just doesn't feel like it. You never know with a Lab. They are very independent. Other that these two tricks, she can sit and lie down. Sometimes this is optional.
Today we were playing on the floor with Lily. Lily love love loves the puppy. We are trying to teach her the sign for puppy, which involves patting your leg and saying Puppy. This works really well, because every time we do it, Molly comes a runnin. Even when we don't really require the presence of the dog. Molly is coming around to the idea that there is a little person in her world. She really wants to play with Lily, and does the classic play stance: butt in the air, head on the floor, tail wagging, all with a giant doggy smile on her face. Lily doesn't understand this yet, but she will! I digress. As we were playing on the floor, Molly was trying to be still, but was having issues. I told her to give me 'soft paws' that is, paws without squeezing her nails into your palm. Her version of a doggy handshake. Considering how dogs usually 'handshake', I am ok with this...
She was trying so hard to give soft paws, she kept creeping forward on her belly. When I clued in to what she was doing, I told her 'crawl, crawl, crawl' and she kept doing it. So now the dog can crawl. Perhaps she will be able to teach Lily while we are here.
Lily is soooo close to crawling. She has figured out how to turn in a circle while lying on her belly, and tries to get one foot under to push up. My mom thinks Lily will be crawling before they get back from the coast. In a way I can't wait, but it makes me sad too, because she is growing up so fast. Some days I look at her and she looks so old. Where did my tiny baby go?
The dog that is.
Our last Lab, Indy had a number of useless tricks. One was "Paws on the Tree". As named, it meant we said "Paws on the Tree" and he ran to a tree in the back yard and well, put his paws on the tree. Craig and I thought it would translate to other tall objects, such as crosswalk poles - maybe he would even learn to press the button. Nope, "Paws on the Tree" was reserved for the tree. And when Mom and Dad cut down the tree, Indy would not put his paws on any other tree. In his world, that was the only tree. Another trick was teaching him to crawl on his belly. Unless your dog is in the army, or is required to get into small places, this is another fairly useless trick. It has no purpose, except to get praise or treats.
Molly has a smaller repertoire of tricks. I taught her to shake a paw - her very first trick! She can also spin around. She has not figured out how to roll over. Maybe she has, and just doesn't feel like it. You never know with a Lab. They are very independent. Other that these two tricks, she can sit and lie down. Sometimes this is optional.
Today we were playing on the floor with Lily. Lily love love loves the puppy. We are trying to teach her the sign for puppy, which involves patting your leg and saying Puppy. This works really well, because every time we do it, Molly comes a runnin. Even when we don't really require the presence of the dog. Molly is coming around to the idea that there is a little person in her world. She really wants to play with Lily, and does the classic play stance: butt in the air, head on the floor, tail wagging, all with a giant doggy smile on her face. Lily doesn't understand this yet, but she will! I digress. As we were playing on the floor, Molly was trying to be still, but was having issues. I told her to give me 'soft paws' that is, paws without squeezing her nails into your palm. Her version of a doggy handshake. Considering how dogs usually 'handshake', I am ok with this...
She was trying so hard to give soft paws, she kept creeping forward on her belly. When I clued in to what she was doing, I told her 'crawl, crawl, crawl' and she kept doing it. So now the dog can crawl. Perhaps she will be able to teach Lily while we are here.
Lily is soooo close to crawling. She has figured out how to turn in a circle while lying on her belly, and tries to get one foot under to push up. My mom thinks Lily will be crawling before they get back from the coast. In a way I can't wait, but it makes me sad too, because she is growing up so fast. Some days I look at her and she looks so old. Where did my tiny baby go?
Friday, February 09, 2007
My husband tells me that I snore. Since I can't hear myself do this, I can do one of two things.
Deny it.
Accept it.
So I accept that I snore, but if I ask Bryan if I snored all night, he won't tell me. He has told me that it's worse when I am tired, have allergy issues or have a cold. He doesn't care that I snore because once he's asleep, you can't wake him.
I am the world's lightest sleeper, and have problems falling asleep if there is any kind of excess noise in the room. If the cat snores, and the old grey man does sometimes, I poke him and he stops. If Bryan snores, I give him a nudge, or tell him he is snoring and he will apologize and roll over, while still asleep.
What do you do with a snoring, sock stealing Labrador? Nothing wakes this dog up! I mention the socks because I thought that tossing something soft at her would wake her enough to stop the snoring. Except I couldn't find my socks. This morning I found them - she had her head resting on them, like a little pillow.
Let me backtrack a bit. Lily and I are house and dog sitting for my mom and dad while they are away in Victoria. They in turn, are house and dog sitting for my aunt and uncle, while they go to Carnival in Venice, Italy. Bryan is hanging out here, but spending the nights at home during the week due to bus connections. (And because Dad's computer doesn't play online games.) Mom and Dad had West Jet credits to use, as they cancelled their flights this summer so they could be here for me when Lily was born.
It was an interesting turn of events. Had Lily arrived on time, then Mom and Dad would have gone to Kirstin and Cam's wedding, and returned home. But because Miss Lily wanted to hang out for a while, and because I was going to be induced the day before the wedding, Mom and Dad opted to stay in the city. Lily arrived the day before the induction, and came home the day of the wedding. That same day Mom and Dad drove through my neighborhood and saw the open house sign for this place. The rest is history! As my dad has jokingly said, it's all Lily's fault.
Back to the dog. Mom and Dad don't want to be known as the 'new people with the barking dog', so they try to discourage Molly from barking in the back yard. Of course, the first thing she does today is go outside and bark and bark and bark. I can't see her, and when I call her, she comes from around the side of the house, the side mom calls the dog fort. I don't see neighbors or cats, so I have no idea what the issue is. Then I look up. The apple tree is covered in red grosbeaks, which are busy stripping the tree of dessicated crab apples. We are talking hundreds of birds. No wonder she was barking!
Later on we are going out for a walk, but not until Miss Lily has her morning nap. Like yesterday, she has decided that this is optional.
As her mom, I have decided it is not.
Deny it.
Accept it.
So I accept that I snore, but if I ask Bryan if I snored all night, he won't tell me. He has told me that it's worse when I am tired, have allergy issues or have a cold. He doesn't care that I snore because once he's asleep, you can't wake him.
I am the world's lightest sleeper, and have problems falling asleep if there is any kind of excess noise in the room. If the cat snores, and the old grey man does sometimes, I poke him and he stops. If Bryan snores, I give him a nudge, or tell him he is snoring and he will apologize and roll over, while still asleep.
What do you do with a snoring, sock stealing Labrador? Nothing wakes this dog up! I mention the socks because I thought that tossing something soft at her would wake her enough to stop the snoring. Except I couldn't find my socks. This morning I found them - she had her head resting on them, like a little pillow.
Let me backtrack a bit. Lily and I are house and dog sitting for my mom and dad while they are away in Victoria. They in turn, are house and dog sitting for my aunt and uncle, while they go to Carnival in Venice, Italy. Bryan is hanging out here, but spending the nights at home during the week due to bus connections. (And because Dad's computer doesn't play online games.) Mom and Dad had West Jet credits to use, as they cancelled their flights this summer so they could be here for me when Lily was born.
It was an interesting turn of events. Had Lily arrived on time, then Mom and Dad would have gone to Kirstin and Cam's wedding, and returned home. But because Miss Lily wanted to hang out for a while, and because I was going to be induced the day before the wedding, Mom and Dad opted to stay in the city. Lily arrived the day before the induction, and came home the day of the wedding. That same day Mom and Dad drove through my neighborhood and saw the open house sign for this place. The rest is history! As my dad has jokingly said, it's all Lily's fault.
Back to the dog. Mom and Dad don't want to be known as the 'new people with the barking dog', so they try to discourage Molly from barking in the back yard. Of course, the first thing she does today is go outside and bark and bark and bark. I can't see her, and when I call her, she comes from around the side of the house, the side mom calls the dog fort. I don't see neighbors or cats, so I have no idea what the issue is. Then I look up. The apple tree is covered in red grosbeaks, which are busy stripping the tree of dessicated crab apples. We are talking hundreds of birds. No wonder she was barking!
Later on we are going out for a walk, but not until Miss Lily has her morning nap. Like yesterday, she has decided that this is optional.
As her mom, I have decided it is not.
Monday, February 05, 2007
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