Just sayin'...

Jem can rock a kerchief.

Go where?!

(Violet yelling excitedly to Jem)

"Let's go to Liver Land!"

Drive-In

Excuse me, but Sir would prefer you didn't remove his vehicles while he eats.

Epic Adorable

The Performer

Dear God

Violet mentioned she'd like to say a prayer the other night.
It went like this:

I love you
I love you
Thank you
I'm sorry
You look lovely
You smell like roses
I love you
Thank you
I'm sorry
I love you.

It's her collection of nice things to say all strung together. Amen!

lil'Thug

(the bruise on his nose is from a collision with a chair)

In other news:
A discussion in the car started after I made a reference to when we were a couple before kids.
Violet: But where was I?
Parents: There was no Violet yet.
Violet: But was I just some goo?
Parents: No, there was nothing that was Violet. Mama and Daddy hadn't made you yet.
Violet: But were was my body?
Parents: It's like there was a little bit of you in Mama and a little bit of you in Daddy, and we hadn't put you together yet.
Violet: So, like, there was one half of my body in Mama's tummy, and half in Daddy's?
Parents: Yes, like that.
Violet: What store did you go to buy my head?

Logic 101

After Jesse and I told Violet that there would be no dessert until she ate some of her dinner, she responded "I've eaten my dinner, I just haven't put it in my mouth and swallowed it yet".

Libeskind never had small children.

(alternate title) Our Visit to the ROM.

Could there be a museum addition with more places to bang your head/pinch your finger/fall down/get stuck/climb up walls? NO.

But Violet was fascinated by the lecture on the icthysaurus....not really. After about 10 minutes at the museum all she just wanted to do was eat in the cafeteria.
Nana was there though! She makes everything good.

A funny story: As we were leaving Jem pulled down some of those rope partitions that they use to mark where to line up. After the clatter died down he yelled "eye of the tiger!".
Stick it to the man, my son.

Oh, and if you say "I love you" to him, he says "I love you too". THE SWEETEST BOY.

Rain Boots!

Since the weather this weekend made us want to actually go outside and stay outside, we took the babes to the Experimental Farm. They both had their new rain boots on, so they splashed around in great big muddy puddles and were generally cute together.I managed to yet again dress myself completely in a monotone drab colour. I only notice this has happened once I'm out. Yay brown!


In other news: Jem is absolutely terrified of cows.

What you've been waiting for.

This is as pink as hair can get.

What I've been waiting for.

Violet and Jem sat and played for at least half an hour together on Friday. Quietly. Sharing. This is big news, and I credit the magical properties of Play-Doh...and I gave them both knives.
In other news:
Jesse, Captain of My Heart, did this to his hair in the name of charity. It's a prelude to being dyed bright pink tomorrow.

Excerpts

Violet, on why she came into our bed in the middle of the night:
"I woke up in the night and felt like I had to barf, but that would wreck my bed, so that's why I came into your bed".

Jem, stopping to chat during a nurse:
"Nurse....boobies....lub you.....lub you, boobies....doo dat....yesssss".
Yes, I think we're all agreed that I've nursed him long enough.

Jemmy Rolls

There is only a short window of time where it's funny to find your son playing princess video games naked in his sister's bed.

Welcome

I'm an Auntie! Jesse is an Uncle! Jesse's sister gave birth to an adorable little girl on Friday. Her name is Winter, she's baby perfection, and we plan to spoil her.

From Deep Within Princess Territory

It's still all about princesses.
Uncle Max came and spoiled us all rotten a couple of weekends ago. We hung out, ate out, and he set Violet free in a toy store, telling her to get anything she wanted. This dress was what she wanted VERY MUCH, and she's been wearing it every day since. Jem got something too....his very own vacuum! But, seriously, why can't they make these little replicas work? Our floors would have been immaculate by now.

My little scholar

"Mom, I don't want to to go pre-school today"
"Why not? You always have a good time"
(sighs heavily) "It's all the singing, and the learning, and the 'what day is it?'... I just don't feel like that anymore".

More cuts

A few days ago we all went for a walk to a neighbourhood hair salon. Jesse, Violet and Jem all got a hair cut. I only get my hair cut by Rick in Toronto. Jem's hair was growing into a mullet, so it was time. As UV and Jesse were sitting in the chairs, Jem wandered around the salon. He picked up a hand mirror, looked at himself and said "Jemmy!". He looks so adorable with his little boy hair - although I might still let it grow long like Celine Dion's son. Haven't decided yet. Even though I wasn't going to ask, the Lebanese hair dresser insisted on saving a lock of his baby hair for me, and I'm glad she did. Of course, I keep forgetting to take it out of my coat pocket, so I keep pulling out this little envelope of hair everywhere I go. After a most excellent Christmas, we happily took the tree down this past weekend. It was getting pretty tiring keeping Jem away from it. He was very happy to vacuum the needles up. My boy loves to vacuum.He even gets under the couch.
Losing focus a bit here...
Happy New Year!

Angel

"Violet, tomorrow you're going to be an angel in the Christmas pageant!"
"I don't want to be an angel, I want to be the God."
So, we're going to be pretty busy over the holidays...mainly because we now have
ROCKBAND II!! Yes, you can come over the play with us. Bring brandy beans.

Blues Man

Guess who can play the harmonica? Really feelin' it. I mean, you wouldn't understand, man. It's deep. This thing doesn't taste so good anymore.