i'll just slip a slice of deli meat under the door...

Today was ridiculous!!! I was walking around the house minding my own business, the kids were all playing downstairs (or so I thought). I walk by the bathroom and hear, "Mommaaaa???". I try to open the bathroom door, no luck...

Penny had entered the dark bathroom, shut the door and then opened a drawer, which prevented me or her from getting in or out of there. Complete LOCK DOWN. So I try to talk her out (for those of you who have children, trying to instruct a 23 month old to do anything is pretty difficult, let alone impossible!!!) Anyways, I leaned on the door hard enough to just poke a pencil through and flip on the lights, poor baby. With the lights now on, I noticed that there was a big bottle of baby powder that she had stood upright in the drawer preventing it from ever getting closed!! NOW WHAT?!?! I tried to stay calm and kept telling her to take all the stuff out of the drawer and then push the drawer closed, I kept telling her just push, PUSH!! From the other side of the door I hear grunting, she was pushing alright...this was getting nowhere! Well this coaching goes on for at least 10 minutes, then I start to really panic... horid thoughts race through my head...

What if she opened the drawer with my razors in it?

What if she dives into the toilet?

What if she eats my deodorant and drinks nail polish remover?

What if she goes into the shower and turns on the hot water?

What potential death traps lay awaiting in that drawer anyways?!?!

So I called Andy at work 3 or maybe 50 times in a row, explain the situation and tell him I'm ready to bust down the door!! He got here before I hung up. (good thing I've got connections).

So were are sitting there in our hallway and I wonder out loud, "Andy, what are we going to do?" Will pipes up and says, "Well, we could call the cops..." uhhhhh good one Will, we all started laughing (well I start laugh/crying b/c I was a complete mess..) and Penny starts crying! The clincher of it all is that she kept poking her tiny fingers through the crack at the bottom of the door and crying "Momma!!", it broke my heart right in half. So I'm sitting there bawling my head off and now Daddy is trying to explain to Penny what she needs to do, he tried for awhile a long long 10 more minutes...then it finally WORKED!! Our language barrier was broken! We open the door FINALLY to a most despicable sight...our snotty nosed, red-eyed tiny girl!! We hugged her so, SO tight. Then we walked in the bathroom and saw that everything Penny had removed from the drawer, she put in a nice organized line along her step stool, how considerate! Now I know how a miners' family feels when they get trapped underground... it's a horrible feeling.

On the other hand we could have just left her.... we do have other bathrooms. Penny could've thrived, we would slip her meals underneath the door and there's a toilet in there so she'd just have to figure it out... WHAT AN ADVENTURE!

I'm baaaaaack.

I refuse to believe it's been almost 2 months since last writing. Since my last post here are some memorable events that have taken place in our lives...

- We took a roadtrip to Billings MT, which turned into an improptu roadtrip to Yellowstone. why? because Billings sucks.

- Christian got dunked and the kids and I drove to Okotoks to see.

- the Barnwell Pioneer Day parade, which you get to see twice because it doubles back.

- Calaway Park.

-visiting with most of the Halliday Family

-Will started Kindergarten

- Aubrey's 4th birthday @ Spiderman's house aka Ric's Grill

- Halloween : Vampire, Cupcake Fairy and a Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Here's another memorable moment:

Will's first defacing of private property, awwww how sweet....

My apologies for the lack of posts. The only thing we do in our house in the summer time is sleep!

We don't want summer to end.

BUT there are some signs it's winding down....

it's getting chilly

Andy went back to regular shifts since school has started.

Will has his first day of Kindergarten on the 6th.

oh boy. I'm going to be one of those moms that drops their kid off and then goes to her car and sobs at the steering wheel.

back from hiatus.

Yesterday was Canada Day! Can you guess where we were?

Me, I'm a big fan of Canada. So are all of our cousins and siblings. Penny on the other hand, is learning to love the Great White North.

our family on toes. dirty toes.

the happy one- Andy

the frowning one - Me

the suprised one- Will

the rude one- Aubrey

the nervous one- Penny

we all have our issues.

"Hi, I'm cute!"

It has been awhile. I think I'm back, BUT I'm not making any promises here people... The sun is just too warm, the little pool in the backyard filled with water is too refreshing, my skin is too white and the trampoline is too bouncy for me to focus on such things like: inside.

I have to enjoy it while I can, it might snow. I did say I'm a fan of Canada, I did NOT say I'm a fan of it's stupid weather.

sheesh

Well this post has been in the works for awhile.

I never bring my camera anywhere to document our lives and we all know that I cannot lower myself to another picture-less post, so I've been waiting until I get SOMETHING, ANYTHING to put on here.

And this is all she wrote...

We are riding and riding our bikes.

Aubba, my little sweet and sour girl. She's crazy.

We succesfully taught Olers to ride a bike in a day, it was the magic combo of the shoes and socks that made it all possible.

.... and we all got sick. real sick. fun times.

I tried to talk Andy into recreating this picture with him and I, but we were too busy barfing and OTHER (ahem...) to do so.

Mamma-Mia

I sure do LOVE to be a mom. At times, it well, sucks and is a hard job. BUT most of the time it is the BEST! I feel so blessed that I am able to have children. Especially the adorable ones that I have.

Happy Belated Mother's Day to all the moms I know, you are doing a good job!

my simple life.

Have you ever just looked around your house and thought, "WOW, this place is filled with a bunch of CRAP!"?

I feel that way today. The kids have tornado-ed the playroom, I think every single toy is out! And last night while grilling up some chicken I went to look for my basting brush and it has somehow disappeared into the deepest darkest abyss of the kitchen drawer, never to be found again ( I bet it's downstairs in the playroom).

GARAGE SALE anyone?

At times like these I like to look back and remember my simple life. Living in a teeny house with 2 teeny bedrooms, 1 bathroom to clean and single row of kitchen cabinets, and I definitely knew where my basting brush was! In my old simple life I had one wonderful luxury and that was a beautiful garden. When Andy and I bought our first house I saw the flower bed and

thought about filling it up with grass seed. But the next month it started to bloom and my love affair with flowers began... I never would have thought I would love to garden. but I do. I love pulling weeds, watering, digging, planting and just admiring the beauty of a simple flower.

Our new house doesn't have a garden yet, and this time I get to pick and plant everything myself. I'm so excited to get a taste of my simple life once more. I have so many things to be thankful for.

OH, there's my basting brush!