Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Miss J (while stroking the wrinkles in my forehead): Mommy why are these lines on your head?
Me (dumbfounded): Because I'm old.
Miss J smiles
Me: Is Mommy old?
Miss J: No....
Me: Who's old?
Miss J: Nanny & Poppy
Well, at least I came out of it OK at the end!!
(And for the record, Nanny & Poppy don't really look old!)
I guess I better get myself back on my self prescribed skin regime!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
But I digress.
My mom has often that 3 is her favourite age for kiddos. They become conversational and are also trying to figure out the world around them. Miss J is no exception.
This past weekend, we were away for a golf/family/fun weekend with Hubbs' work. And lucky us, Hubbs' parents came to baby sit so the kids could enjoy them and the activities while Mommy & Daddy could practice four letter words, I mean, have fun on the golf course.
Miss J and Monkey had enjoyed a couple of elevator rides and taken turns pushing the buttons. While waiting for the elevator when we were checking out Miss J asks:
When you get in the elevator and push the button, it turns into another place?
Miss J: And if you push the button again, it turns into another place?!
Me (smiling): Yeah, that's right
Its just too cute to hear how they interpret the things we don't even think about anymore.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Monkey's sitter was sick for a couple of days during my last week of work in my old job. You know the time when I really CANNOT take time off and Hubbs has loads of work commitments (does everyone's life seem to work this way or is it just us?). So we round up Gramma and Papa for some tag team babysitting. I stayed home with Monkey for a couple of hours one morning and when Papa came to relieve me I hit the road for my last big road trip. As I was running a bit late (yes...hard to believe I know), I decided to take the van instead of going to Hubbs' work to switch vehicles - as I usually bring the car on work trips.
I knew that the day before, the van also needed gas but had thought Hubbs had already refilled. When I got in and started driving, and glanced at the gas gauge I noticed I was pretty much on empty. Funny thought, I thought, the gas light wasn't on. Great - now I have to stop for gas and the van needs to be checked out.
So I proceed to the gas station with pay at the pump in a time saving effort. I had only put in a couple of dollars when the pump cut out. I cancelled that transaction, inserted my credit card and tired again. No go. Seriously? Why was this happening when I was already rushed?
The attendant called out over the speaker from inside the store: "Are you having trouble?"
Me: "This pump doesn't seem to be working, I'll try another one."
So I pull ahead to the next pump. Try again. Same thing. What is going on with the gas pumps here?
The gas attendant comes out to give it a try. "I don't know what's going on, there must be something wrong with your van."
Perfect, I think, now some weird sensor thing that probably costs loads of money is broken. Who knows HOW much gas is really in the van. When I get in to drive to Hubbs' work to get the car after all, I could swear that the gas tank looks more empty than before I loaded it with approximately $4.39 worth of gas (over 3-4 transactions I might add).
So I call Hubbs to tell him I'm coming to switch vehicles. I explain what is "wrong" with the van.
Expecting some colourful response to mirror my thoughts about having to have the van repaired, he calmly replies: "Sarah, I filled up the van yesterday."
Yes, I misread those cute little full/empty images - you know the circle just barely colored in and the other almost all filled in. Who's idea was it to stop using F and E anyway?!?!
This story is just to let you in on my great sense of humor and ability to laugh at myself - Wouldn't it be even funnier if it were actually true (ha ha)?!?!
And if you've never posted a comment before - now would be a good time to start. May I suggest sharing a similar story of when you have been so addled.....
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
I had to make a return at Canadian Tire. Anyone who has done this before knows it can be a scary experience. I have witnessed many disgruntled customers (not that I would ever be one!). Lucky for me I had my receipt and an unopened package!
Waiting in line, I notice that there is a sign posted for waiting customers to read. It was related to Health and Safety in the workplace. Coming from an OT and OH&S background, I assumed it was just notifying the public that they adhere to OH&S regulations, yada yada yada. However the gist of it was actually that healthy workplace includes their non physical environment including interaction with customers and they will are not to tolerate harassment and abuse from customers.
If you need a statement to the public in the Customer Service line that employees will not tolerate verbal abuse such as threats, yelling and profanities, perhaps you need to look at your return policies.
Just a thought.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Its Monday. Even without looking at a calendar I would have figured that out. I was supposed to go to work, and take a little time off at the end of the day to get my hair done (long overdue – since December!!). The girls were going to meet me there for their first hair cuts (no snickering please!).
What actually happened? I was almost at work ½ hour away from home. Hubbs called to say the sitter is sick. Called Gramma, who by fluke was not working until this afternoon. She came to watch Monkey until I came home.
I did one home visit as planned. Showed up at my second visit where I could hear children playing inside but no one would answer the door.
Went back to the office to do some paperwork. Decided to have a quick lunch. While cutting my bagel, I sliced my finger. Luckily I work with nurses, and one of the nurses cleaned and bandaged my finger. And gave me gloves to “waterproof” my finger for bath night.
The great girls at work who were nice enough to clean my bodily fluids off the knife in the lunchroom kindly informed me the knife is actually rusty, maybe I should have a tetanus shot? Because it has been more than 10 years since my Grade 9 needle (no really – it has been!!), off I trot back down stairs where I asked for a tetanus shot (again, a good thing I work in a public health office with a large vaccine supply!!). This was all by 1:15 when it was time to go home an relieve Gramma.
As it turned out, we did get to squeeze in a fun play date with the girls across the street which Miss J and Monkey (and Mommy!) enjoyed.
And despite feeling like my upper arm has been used as a punching bag at kick boxing I'm feeling pretty good. Tuesday here I come!!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
So at Miss J's daycare, they have been playing outdoors a lot. She loves the outdoors but is somewhat put out by the requirement that she remove her dress and wear pants and a shirt. (This just means instead of putting her nightgown on as soon as we get home, she wants to put her dress back on).
The daycare staff comment to the parents about how well the kids will sleep because of all the fresh air. And I use to think that was true.
But it seems that Miss J is solar powered.
The last 3 nights, she has taken forever to wind down for bed. She is perfectly pleasant, but perfectly awake when she would normally would have been snoozing. The longer days aren't helping either. As she notices the light around her window blind she says "Mommy, its still cloudy out. We better open our eyes!!"
Here's hoping for a rainy indoor day tomorrow!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Last Monday, while Mommy was at work (poor me, sniff sniff) and the girls were having a fun filled day with Daddy, Nanny and Poppy, Monkey walked from Daddy to Nanny and back. Only a few steps but she was so proud. And Poppy caught it on video so I got to enjoy the moment too. Those first steps really are so cute, and Monkey was so proud of herself!!
It seems she may be a little like her Mommy however. She walked a little and isn't overly interested in doing it again just yet. As if to say, "Ok, I can do that, check that off my list. Next!". My mom tells me that I walked one day at about 11 months and it was at least a month later before I did it again.
Monkey is still perfectly happy to cruise, chase her sister on her hands and knees, try and take Miss J's Polly Pockets whenever she can, and try to get her socks and shoes on (which she is getting surprisingly close to doing!). Lots of time for walking later I guess!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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Friday, January 30, 2009
About R&R's love of everything edible.