Recipe from Never Bashful With Butter
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Enjoying My Vacation
My soul has been taken over by an ancient and evil spirit-walking shaman bent on chaos and destruction. Or I have my son's cold. Either way it looks something like this:
And this isn't Man Cold whining, I'm really dying. Really.
Luke Chueh
And this isn't Man Cold whining, I'm really dying. Really.
Luke Chueh
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Overheard At Canadian Tire
(If you're not from Canada, think big-box retailer that sells everything but started out selling car parts)
Saturday afternoon we were out shopping for... everything. I had the boys in a cart and was headed towards the check out when I passed another father with his three kids. As we passed I heard him muttering "...and if your mom had her cell phone turned on, we'd be able to find her in here, but of course..."
I feel your pain brother.
Twenty minutes later after relating this to Bern...
"Where's Mommy?"
"She's buying some food with Liam. We're going to go get the pictures Daddy had developed."
Daddy stops, realizing he doesn't have his wallet.
Quietly, "Shit shit shit."
Equally quietly but in a 4 year old voice, "Shit shit shit."
You'd think I'd learn. Then it's back to the grocery store to find Mommy and Liam. She's already disappeared so I pull out my cell. You know what happens next...
Saturday afternoon we were out shopping for... everything. I had the boys in a cart and was headed towards the check out when I passed another father with his three kids. As we passed I heard him muttering "...and if your mom had her cell phone turned on, we'd be able to find her in here, but of course..."
I feel your pain brother.
Twenty minutes later after relating this to Bern...
"Where's Mommy?"
"She's buying some food with Liam. We're going to go get the pictures Daddy had developed."
Daddy stops, realizing he doesn't have his wallet.
Quietly, "Shit shit shit."
Equally quietly but in a 4 year old voice, "Shit shit shit."
You'd think I'd learn. Then it's back to the grocery store to find Mommy and Liam. She's already disappeared so I pull out my cell. You know what happens next...
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Wuke! Wuke!
Connor,Bernadette and Liam sitting in a chair watching The Empire Strikes Back.
Liam (imagine snotty-nosed two year old voice): Mommy, what happened to Wuke Skywalker? That monster is bad. GO TO YOUR ROOM, MONSTER!!
Liam (imagine snotty-nosed two year old voice): Mommy, what happened to Wuke Skywalker? That monster is bad. GO TO YOUR ROOM, MONSTER!!
Conversations with Connor: 3 (3:27am)
Daaadeeeeeee!
DAAADDDEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(Daddy, breathless after having sprung out of bed like a freakin gazelle): What's wrong, hon?
My paper airplane is squished.
(Daddy laughing, cause it's 3:30am and what else can he do?) Hon, I told you you couldn't go to bed with it.
(Connor laughing as tears course down his face) I know.
(Connor goes back to sleep and Daddy goes back to lie in bed and stare at the ceiling wide awake.)
DAAADDDEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(Daddy, breathless after having sprung out of bed like a freakin gazelle): What's wrong, hon?
My paper airplane is squished.
(Daddy laughing, cause it's 3:30am and what else can he do?) Hon, I told you you couldn't go to bed with it.
(Connor laughing as tears course down his face) I know.
(Connor goes back to sleep and Daddy goes back to lie in bed and stare at the ceiling wide awake.)
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