A Timeless Beauty

This clock hangs on the wall by our kitchen table.
It's a great conversation piece among those who join us for dinner.
Discussions have been had on where and why it was purchased to who can read the time on it.
This clock represents to me Daddy's passion for manufacturing plus his love for unique items.
Daddy turns another year older today.
Getting very close to entering a new decade.
Like this clock, I think he is a timeless beauty.
Have a good one Mr. 39.

Mommy's Boots

I haven't owned a pair of rain boots since I was kid. I saw these while shopping at SuperStore in the kids section! If you are a size 6 in ladies you can fit in these! They look like pink bubble gums and the price...$16! It was a guiltless purchase!

Black History Month

Today at the post office where I was picking up my renewed passport (yeah!) I saw these stamps. I had no clue that February is Black History Month in Canada!

Google was able to educate me about it:

Black History Month is a time to honour and celebrate the achievements of Canadians of African descent and their contributions to the social, economic, cultural and political life. It provides an opportunity to learn about and be inspired by the history, pride and strength of African Canadians.

Statistics:

• 60% of Black Canadians are under the age of 35.
• 60% of Black Canadians live in the province of Ontario.
• There are 20,000 more black women than black men in Canada.
  

The lady on the stamp is Rosemary Brown (1930-2003). She was the first woman of color to be elected to office in Canada! She resided in Vancouver, BC.

Sleep Deprivation as a Mommy

On Monday we enjoyed a play date at Jordan and Tabatha's house. Delphine is their mommy. She is hot, oops, I mean she is pretty.

Delphine tiredly said to me, "I'm getting about 4 to 6 hours of sleep night. I am amazed I can still function."

Just recently Delphine emailed me a picture she had taken when she came for a play date at our place back in May 2007. I treasure this picture. It captures my happiness and yet brings back the feeling of that mommy tiredness I felt.
This mommy tiredness is not the same as when you stayed up too late hanging out with friends or working late at work. It's five times worse. This sort of tiredness would make a grown man cry and I think it may have made me cry once or twice.

Having the mommy sleep deprivation syndrome (I made that up!) does eventually pass. But not without some drama like feeling inadequate, guilty and lazy:

• my grand-ma had 16 kids surely I can't be this tired with having only two kids (but I was)
• I can't pay a sitter to watch my kids so I can go attend a yoga class (but I do)
• I feel so weak for needing a break (now I feel stronger for getting a break)

Sleep is a beautiful thing. Off I go to enjoy it.

Extreme Parents...

The baby father... Alfie Patten with little Maisie. Alfie who looks like he's 8 is really 13. It's against the law for him to smoke but he can produce a child. Innocence is bliss! When I heard about the octuplet's joining their six siblings I said, "That's just sinful." I wonder if Alfie and his 15 year old girlfriend will want that many....

For My Little Cupcake!

As many of you know the kitchen and I don't mix. But having two little helpers makes me try to get along with the kitchen. Yesterday I made some treats! I must say that I do feel like a Yummy Mommy!

More and More Cute at 4!

Today was all about me...Mommy and Daddy said I could decide the day since it was my birthday! I asked to go skating. So we headed out to Big White where I got to practice my skating on an outdoor rink. I am very tenacious, I'll be skating on my own soon!Daddy cooked my favorite meal: eggs and bacon! Yummy! The best part was my cake! There was whipped cream and strawberries, just like I ordered! I was even allowed to lick off the chocolate icing.Last week I got promoted from my toddler bed to a queen size bed! That's right, a huge bed just for me! Mommy and Daddy think I'm going to be a big guy, so they thought they'd super size my bed sooner than later!
Today I asked more questions then usual on the day I was born. I was born in Africa. Mommy said another mommy had me in her tummy. Daddy said he had to take a plane to come and get me. He said I was very hungry. I like to say, "I was just very little, right Daddy?"This turning 4 is sure cool! I hope the other 364 days will be just as fun!

Zippity-Do, Today I'm Two!

As of today I am no longer a baby! This week I'll be transferred to my crib to a big boy bed. Finally!

The baby gate was removed this weekend. Mommy and Daddy could have removed that months ago. I am a master stair climber!

I can do pretty much any and everything on my own now. Though I am told I am a disastrous eater and that I should do my business in the toilet.

I am stubborn. I do it my way or no way. I sit in the corner a few times a day. It doesn't faze me much.

I let Mommy cuddle me. I don't care for it but I can tell she loves it so I let her.

I am having my favorite cake today 'cause I'm 2! Banana bread with chocolate chips.

I am a toddler now! Crack open the apple juice!

Labour of Love

It's the eve of Parker's second birthday. Two years ago I was pregnant. It was just me and Daddy. Last year I was surprised how weepy I felt that baby Parker was now going to be one.

I'd by lying if I told you that this year is different. I've been reflective about him turning two for the past three weeks! I feel weepy. Sad that he has outgrown his 18-24 months clothes and that his little feet no longer fit in the palm of my hand.

I pulled out his baby book and re-read his birth story that our doula wrote for us. This material is great to have. Reaffirms that I don't want to go through that again! But I'll enjoy the reminiscing, allow myself to feel nostalgia and hope that I have many more years of celebrating baby Parker.