Family scrapbook - May

Taking in some major league action at a Toronto Blue Jays game. We like the cheap seats... less chance of getting hit by a foul ball.

Entertaining the baby cousin. It's nice to borrow a baby for a couple of hours. It's also nice to give that baby back, knowing changing that next diaper is not your problem.

Maggie likes soccer. She comes running for a hug every single time she even touches the ball.

Homer will love that I added this picture. He has some surgery on his sinuses. Despite taking 4 hours to wake up from the anesthetic (it should have taken 1 hour), everything seems to have gone well. He's still in a lot of pain/discomfort, but hopefully he'll suffer from fewer sinus infections. He may even get his sense of smell back.

Bart turned 6! This year I went the easy route and planned a bowling party. Soooo much less work than last year's superhero party, but they still had a blast. He wanted a cake with "Spiderman having a fight with Batman" and I actually considered giving it a shot. In the end I got lazy and just made this one. I also made some basketball and baseball cookies for him to take to share with his class on his actual birthday, but failed to get photo evidence.

May was fun, but a crazy, busy month. I'm hoping June lays off a bit.

Well hey there...

As I write this, I am sitting in a big, comfy chair beside Homer. My kids are amongst the 30 or so screaming children enjoying the giant indoor playground (a relatively small crowd for such a large place). My kids are getting exercise and having a great time doing so. I'm (finally) able to get on here to do some writing thanks to the WiFi these clever business owners thought to include. Homer is listening to his audio book about String Theory(!) And the coffee is free. Best.family.outing.ever!

Hoo boy I've been busy. Work is always kind of nuts with meetings and things, but I'm on a couple of new and interesting committees that have been taking away from my precious blog time. I'm also working on a renovation project that is at the same time fun and exasperating. I might write more on that sometime later.

My trip to NYC was just perfect. I was with my four oldest and dearest friends. We spent the whole weekend laughing and shopping and touring and eating. We saw a show, toured Central Park, stayed in a great hotel and spent more than we should have on merchandise sold from under a tarp. We're already planning the next trip, probably something less commerce-driven and more relaxation-driven.

Next week we start a new soccer season. Maggie will be playing for the first time. Of course, she's all about the uniform. We don't know yet what colour she'll be, but God help them if they give her something ugly or boyish. Anyway, Lisa's playing Mondays and Wednesdays, Maggie is on Tuesdays and Bart is on Wednesdays (same time, but a different field than Lisa). Meanwhile, the winter activities haven't quite wound down yet, which means we still have other Tuesday night obligations, as well as dance on Saturday mornings. So yeah, busy.

I suppose I should get back to watching my little monkeys (or playing on Pogo, which I also never have time for anymore). I'd hate to let this great family time pass me by...

Brother Slobber

This morning as I was getting ready for work, I heard Maggie wailing from the kitchen. Thinking she had been somehow wounded, I flew down the stairs to tend to her. She was perched on her chair, just where I left her, her cheese and banana breakfast laid out before her. She was crying too hard for me to understand what the problem was, so I asked Bart what happened. He told me he blew a raspberry in her direction and she just started crying. With a nod of her head and outstretched arms looking for a hug, Maggie confirmed that this was indeed the reason for the tears.

When she had calmed down enough to speak, she revealed that she was covered in “brother slobber”. Poor thing.


I’m going to NYC for a girls weekend this week. I’m really looking forward to spending time with my best friends (my high school friends!) and taking a bite out of the Big Apple!

There’s so much work involved in making sure the house will run for 4 days without me; a sampling:

- make an detailed itinerary so the kids make it to their lessons/social engagements/school on time
- lay out kids’ clothes for specific events (dance clothes for dance lessons, appropriate birthday party clothes, school clothes for Monday); neither the kids nor Homer show good judgment in this area
- buy and wrap birthday presents for parties
- teach Homer how to do the girls’ hair (he is overwhelmed by this task)
- catch up on all the laundry so that I won’t have such a massive pile when I get home
- leave out coupons for pizza, food delivery. Remind Lisa to remind Homer to make sure they are getting enough fruits and vegetables

I don’t mean to make Homer sound incompetent, because he’s not. The kids’ schedules/home organization have just always been my domain (and I like it that way), so we all panic a bit when the leader of the pack takes a little break. They’ll be fine... maybe a little hopped up on junk food and too much TV, but otherwise fine.

Easter treats II - not as pretty!

Ha ha! So I have some photos of my own efforts in the Easter treats department.

Easter Eggs:

Cake Pops:


This was my first attempt at making these. They are so easy to make and so much easier to transport to school than cupcakes.


Cookies (final decorations by the kids):



Happy Easter everyone!

Easter Treats

While I have no idea what chocolate and candy and bunnies have to do with Easter, I do love to make Easter treats.


Once again this year, my mom and I will be making our Easter Eggs. I love this tradition of ours and I know I'll still be making these eggs with my kids while my grandchildren sit at my kitchen and decorate eggs. One of these will go home with each of the dinner guests from our family Easter celebration on Sunday.

I'm also going to try my hand at some bunny and egg cookies. I have the cookie cutters to make these:

From www.wilton.com/cookies

Mine will not look nearly this cute. I really like decorating cookies, even though it's quite time- consuming. These will be on the dessert table after Easter dinner.

I'm also going to try Bakerella's cake pops. She is incredibly creative and patient. I plan to just do the egg shapes, dipped in dark chocolate with some coloured chocolate drizzled around. These are Bakerella's. Mine will NOT look anything like these! These will go to the kids' friends at school tomorrow.

I still have to come up with an adult dessert for Easter dinner. I'm thinking of either Pavlova (which I have never made, nor eaten, but I've heard is amazing); or this Almond Toffee Tart (for which I will have to buy a new pan). Unless you have a suggestion...

I was born in the wrong era

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Is there anything more excruciating than shopping for a bathing suit?

We're going away for a couple of days (kids are on March Break). The hotel we're staying in has a pool, so I thought I should get a new bathing suit. My current suit was purchased when I was still nursing Maggie (i.e. when I still had boobs). Now it's just pathetic.

My issue isn't even with my body. I mean my body is not great by any stretch, but for someone my age with three little kids, it's not that bad. My skin, however, is awful. I would really prefer to be as covered as possible without looking like a grandma. I know my arms need to be exposed, but do I also need to show my whole back as well as my whole chest deep down to my (non-existent) cleavage?

I ended up getting something kind of hideous, but it comes up a little higher on the back and has wider straps so I don't feel quite so exposed. The downside is that it almost flattens my boobs entirely. Do you think I can stuff a bathing suit?

Stuff that's bugging me.

1. The sign at the cafeteria that reads:

THIS LINE IS CLOSED!
Another cashier will only be
to pleased to serve you!

(too wordy, “too” spelled wrong; unnecessary! exclamation! points!)

2. Smartfood. I love Smartfood, but not the gross thing is does to my fingers. Squishy, milky, cheesy, guck. I’m going to have to start eating it with a spoon.

3. Daylight Savings Time. Kids go to bed when it’s light (when their bodies think it’s 7:00) and get up when it’s dark (when their bodies think it’s 6:00). How do you think that’s working out?

4. Student politicians. NO ONE thinks you’re as important and cool as you do. (Sorry to anyone who actually ran for student government in college/university. I’m sure you were cool.)