Thursday, November 27, 2008

full-time mother, part-time linguist

pranamo ............... piano

vasmormers .............. transformers

opus crime ................. optimus prime

madelynne ................ anything small or baby-like

***** ................ bridge (am I ever glad I figured that one out)

off ................ on

red ............. any color except orange

furry goat mother ........... fairy Godmother

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

the language of love

I feel loved when...

The Five Love Languages

My Primary Love Languages are probably Acts of Service and Quality Time

My Detailed Results:
Acts of Service: 8
Quality Time: 8
Physical Touch: 7
Words of Affirmation: 6
Receiving Gifts: 1

About this quiz

Unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. It can be helpful to know what language you speak and what language those around you speak.

Tag 3 people so they can find out what their love language is.

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This was interesting and not really much of a surprise. I giggled a bit taking the test, cause every other one seemed to focus on gifts, which certainly aren't my focus. But, maybe they would be if we didn't live off student loans??.......

Friday, November 21, 2008

one week

March 5th was great, it was so close to February that I could almost count myself in with that month of expectant mothers. Not anymore. I just got word today that my date has been pushed back to the 12th. I shouldn't be surprised, they moved Levi from the 1st to the 11th. Oh well, I should look at it as though I have one more week to prepare.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

what are the odds??

Picture a two year old, screaming his head off at the hospital. He is face down on the floor with his head in his hands crying for his life. Legs are sprawled out wide and people are looking in disbelief. No, Enoch did not have an accident or anything, and we did not have to go to the ER. While we were at the hospital today for Levi's eye check-up, Enoch happened to see another child with a blanket that had the same backing on it as his. YIKES. Knowing what happens at home if Levi even touches is "banky," it was quite the scene trying to pry him from the innocent tike sitting safely (thankfully) in a stroller with some sort of barrier between the two. Enoch was not a happy camper! You would think that we would be safe from something like this happening, considering that the blanket was hand-made by a stranger living in a small town in west-central Saskatchewan.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

my favorite season

Spring came and went and I barely even knew it. Summer was here, only it was too quick and not so hot as usual. Now it is fall and it is beautiful, warm and sunny. The trees are incredible. The leftover flowers are bright and I don't have to worry about watering my grass every other day. There is no need for sunscreen to look out the window, and I haven't gotten out my bug spray for weeks. Leaves fall from the sky like snow only they don't cause me to skid off the road out of control. I get to wear cozy sweaters and jackets and enjoy hot chocolate in the mornings.

I love fall. I always have and I always will.

I wrote this a while back and never posted it. Now I look out and see white and want to cry. Well, maybe not cry, just yet. Give me till half way through January and then I will bawl my eyes out.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

just braggin'

Levi is normally one who likes to say he can't do things. If I say, "Put on your coat," he will try to tell that he can't. Then I say, "Yes you can, you've done it before." After which he will usually put on his coat or do whatever it was that I asked him.

This is not the case when it comes to picking up his toys. He never knows how, never remembers*, and never does it unless I am there doing it with him.

But tonight was different. I had 30 minutes before people were coming over for a Relief Society meeting, and after rushing in the door as I was trying to get the kids a quick snack before bed ---Enoch decided to barf all over the kitchen floor. I gave him a bucket, which he refused numerous times, only spreading the disaster elsewhere. Finally I got him in the tub and started cleaning up the disgusting mess everywhere, and asked Levi to pick up his train set. AND HE DID!! And then he picked up all his cars, and all his books, and even all the odds and ends toys and put them away, too!!! I was so grateful for and proud of him. Thank you Levi for helping me when I was stressed.

*I recall as a kid always telling my dad that I couldn't remember how to mop the kitchen floor. Whenever it was my turn to do that chore, I would ask him to show me again. And he did. (What a nice guy, hey?) I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree.

Monday, November 3, 2008

7 things

1) I eat green M'n'Ms last. If there is not a green one left, I won't eat any at all.

2) There are certain squares on my parent's lino in their kitchen that I walk on, and certain ones that I don't. This started years ago and I follow it whenever I think about it.

3) I used to throw out my peanut-butter and jam sandwiches in elementary. I just couldn't hack the same old anymore.

4) I am really, really cheap, just like my Dad.

5) For example; when I moved away to school I made a list of things that would help me save money. One of them was to only use the washrooms at school. I admit I didn't stick to it for very long, but who even considers that unless they are super stingy?

6) I love to read but have to be careful cause once a start a book I can't put it down. My poor kids!

7) I nap 5-6 days a week.

I hate tagging people, but if you want to do this, feel free.