Funny things the boy says, take two

This morning before I get out of bed, James climbs in and complains that Kymberly was being rude to him. He then says "I was spitting water out of my eyelashes". I laughed right out loud. A pretty accurate description of crying I think.

That kid cracks me up. Last night while cuddling with him before bed I couln't help but feel so lucky to be his momma.

Spring Break? or Winter Break?

Yesterday, April 25 2014, The kids and I decided it was a beautiful day and would be best used doing a little geocaching. So we spent a couple of hours or so driving around the country side in search of treasure.

 Earlier in the week Kathryn and Tansley decided they wanted to camp out in the back yard and since the clothes line tent was already set up from our Court Easter gathering, they camped out in there.

The next night it was pouring rain so they opted to sleep inside as the clothes line tent isn't water proof. But the next day they got the bright idea to set up Kathryn's two man tent. So they had been camping in there. Last night, Kymberly wanted to sleep outside with Kathryn, I warned them that it would be a colder night and that there was a chance of rain. So they planned for the cold and took extra blankets and toques. After they had gone to bed I took a look at the forecast and noticed that they might get a little more than rain as there was a snowfall warning. At 5 am I was up to sooth Ella and cover her back up. She went right back to sleep. I looked out the window and it wasn't raining or snowing, so I thought maybe the girls would be off the hook. But when Daniel left for work at 8am he told me that it had snowed. I didn't realise how much snow until Kathryn came in in her bare feet because her flip flops were buried in the snow and she was getting boots so that Kymberly could come in the house.

 Nothing like doing a little winter camping during Spring Break

Courthouse Easter Fun

Easter Monday we had the Court crew out to our place for a little Easter fun. We started out with an Easter egg hunt and moved into a tasty wiener roast and BBQ smokies. The weather was beautiful and warm. When everyone had had their fill, the kids headed up to the park to work off all the candy they had already eaten from the egg hunt. It was a wonderful day, visiting with wonderful family.

Playing cards in the clothes line tent

Hanging out around the fire

I had made up lists of 15 specific eggs for each kid to find. Each list was different. When they had found their eggs they'd trade them in for a bag of candy.

Hanging out with Aunt Angela at the park.

Miracle on the hill

On Good Friday my siblings and I and our families gathered at my sisters house for our usual Forsyth Easter get together...although it wasn't all that usual since we were missing my parents and we were eating Mexican. It only seemed right since we weren't able to be all together at Christmas eating Mexican. We did the usual Easter Egg hunt and as always we planned to head to the local park to roll our Easter eggs down the hill. As we were just sitting around enjoying each others company after our Mexican feast, someone looked out the window to see some seriously dark clouds moving quickly in our direction. "If we are going to roll eggs, now is the time" the call rang out. So quickly we gathered up the kids and headed out to the hill. Luckily we were driving away from the oncoming darkness. When we arrived, the wind had died down a bit, and the sun was still shining on the hill. So we raced up the hill and the competition began, who could get their egg the farthest without breaking. Dozens of kids and adults kids at heart rolled dozens of eggs, and the rain never came. It wasn't the warmest Easter egg rolling day, but it wasn't the most miserable either. We watched the clouds darken on either side of us, but the rain never came, and the sun continued to do it's best to shine through. We all had fun, and we all left dry, but as we headed out and back toward my sister's house the rain did come, and it poured for a while. It was a wonderful day, as it always when we all hang out together. We even got to skype with mom and dad, we just set them on the table and they got to enjoy the crazy chaos that is Forsyth.

These cousins are all born with in a year. 

Charlie(Nov), Ella(Feb), Grant(Mar), Georgia(Oct)

And another interesting fact, they were all over 9lbs at birth. 

Beware of the Forsyth genes.

We should go somewhere

I just had this conversation with James:

James "We should go somewhere"
Mom: "Where should we go"
J: "We should go to a drink store...no a money store."
M: "A money store eh?"
J: "Yes, a money store to buy some more money. We need to buy more money."
M: "And what will we do after we buy more money?"
J: "We need to go out of the store and then go to the grocery store to buy groceries."

And there it is folks, all you need to a money store to buy more money.

I won't miss it.

Why is it, that when a mother is having one of her worst days, those kinds of days where the kids are fighting and yelling. Those days when your daughter yells that she hates you and that nobody wants a mom like you. Those days when that baby is just miserable, and nothing you can do will calm her. Those days when your toddler throws a tantrum in the grocery store and it takes all of your patience to make it out the door. Those days when you just want to lock yourself in your room and pull the covers over your head and pretend that it just isn't happening. Why is it that on those days, somebody will say to you "Oh, you'll miss these days!" Umm...No. No I won't. These days, in this moment of failure, I will not miss it. Not. One. Little. Bit.

But I will tell you what I will miss.

I'll miss the teary eyed I'm sorry's. I'll miss the heartfelt hugs where your daughter holds on tight and cries on your shoulder. I'll miss bed time stories and lullabies I'll miss my son asking me to stay and cuddle him. I'll miss him reaching for my arm and pulling it too him and hugging it like it's his favourite teddy bear and holding on tight until he falls asleep. I'll miss the middle of the night visits from my toddler, looking for a little cuddle time in mom and dad's bed. I'll miss my baby falling asleep in my arms and those little catches of breath that come after wearing herself out screaming. I'll miss doting on sick kids, and cuddling on the couch watching a movie instead of anything "productive".

And that's just the tip of the iceberg. I could go on and on about having hot chocolate ready when they get home on cold winter days, or freezies galore on hot summer days. How about those slow meandering spring walks, or the treasure hunting autumn escapades. Yes there are so many things that I will miss...but those really hard days? I'll be glad to put those behind me.

Funny things the Boy says

Today I made James sit in a chair because he wouldn't say sorry to Ella for hitting her repeatedly with a stuffed animal. He was mad at me and crying...no howling. When he was at his maddest he yelled at me "But mom, I don't know how to talk!" Nice try buddy, nice try.

But, later when I asked him to say sorry to Kymberly for hitting her or he would have to go sit in the chair until he did say sorry, he said sorry right away. Progress...right?