Archive - 2013

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Is This Too Much Bubble Wrap?
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Merry Halloween — What To Do With Left Over Candy
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Fruit Flies and Chicken Thighs
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Prehistic Fun With Food
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She Has No Fear
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Fall Is For Falling
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Falling For the Courtyard by Marriott Niagara Falls
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Car Seat Calendar
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Do I look worried?
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We’re Doodle Pros!

Is This Too Much Bubble Wrap?

If you say you’re not at least partially panicked and freaked about your kids’ safety, then you’re a pants on fire liar. That, or you’re way more calm, cool and collected than I am. Can I please be you? If I could wrap my children in a protective layer of safety and security — like some kind of Teflon kiddie coating, but without the carcinogens, I’d totally do it. I’m at my happiest when my kids are wearing their helmets — not necessarily for biking, but just you know, around. Sebastian is clearly a big boy. He needs less and less protection from his smother, er mother. But this doesn’t mean I won’t stop reminding and nagging. Thankfully he’s a good sport about it. “Look at you mum. You’re growing as a person.” he’ll joke. And then I’ll make a remark about my big bum and we’ll laugh, oh how we’ll laugh (as I’m quietly sobbing and cursing the Frito Lay company in my head). I don’t think he feels suffocated and I really am trying to loosen the reins and trust that we’ve taught him well. But hot damn it’s hard. I partially blame having a serial child killer[…]

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Merry Halloween — What To Do With Left Over Candy

Halloween is terrifying. I’m not talking ghosts or ghouls or gore — I’m referring to the other G-Word — gluttony. Specifically mine. If there’s a Kit Kat or Coffee Crisp bar within a 500 foot radius, I will find it and I will put it in my mouth. So what are we “willpower challenged” to do at Halloween? Of course I buy treats that hold as little appeal to me as possible in case of left-overs. But then there’s the problem of the kids’ treats they bring home. Away at school all day, me at home…their candy calls to me seductively like a mythological siren. So in an attempt to limit my junk intake (because let’s get real… I AM  going to steal their treats) here are five ways to re-purpose candy for the next big holiday…Christmas!              If you think that keeping your paws of the candy for fifty-five days is a tad unrealistic (which for me, it probably is) then you might try one of these alternatives. 1. Host a “Build Your Own Sundae” party and set the candy out in bowls to use as toppings. 2. Add a little to trailmix or[…]

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Fruit Flies and Chicken Thighs

    This time of year, fruit flies come a callin’ and fruit bowls across the country play host to these uninvited guests. Where do they come from? These little PITAS have a nose for produce and can smell a ripe piece of fruit (or a glass of Pinot Grigio) from afar. And, since these winged home invaders are so tiny they can easily find their way inside our kitchens. They may also hitch a ride home on the fruits or vegetables we buy at the grocery store via eggs laid on the skin of ripe or fermenting fruit. Creeeeeeeepy. Fruit flies can develop from egg to adult in just 8 days. Kids — they just grow up so fast these days. And they are persistent little buggers. Even if you get rid of the produce on your counter, it may not help. They don’t actually need fruit to keep reproducing. They can breed in other mmmmoist (ick…I hate that word) surfaces like inside your plumbing, or on an old sponge or dish cloth. If you cruise Pinterest you’ll find loads ways to construct your own traps. I’ve used dish soap and vinegar in the past. It works fairly well, but it looks[…]

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She Has No Fear

  As I child, I stuck close to my mother’s side and took forever to venture outside my comfort zone. To this day I have to push myself to take risks. My daughter is so drastically different. She is fearless. Literally fear-less. She’s not afraid of anything. Not one single thing. This is both a beautiful blessing and a soul crushing curse. My soul — the kid scares the beejesus out of me. Stranger danger is non-existent for her. Falling off a ledge or jumping from her moving bike? Not a worry. Separation anxiety? Ha. She’s been handed over to her grandparents or a friend and parted with an exuberant “See ya!” since she could wave. Roller coasters, spiders, snakes or wasps, spooky costumes, a needle wielding doctor or a dentist’s drill, or an unexpected “boo” from a sneaky sibling … none of these raise a dainty eyebrow. Avery comes by her “Bravery” nickname honestly – she’s a braveheart and dare I say, a bit of a nit wit. Seriously, who rides down a flight of stairs in a laundry basket, and opts for headfirst down the slide EVERY time, and rides her brother’s skateboard on her tummy backwards down[…]

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Fall Is For Falling

It seems my daughter’s inability to remain bipedal correlates with the season. It’s fall and boy has she fallen a lot this month. Off her bike onto the sidewalk, onto her head on the hardwood floor (probably didn’t help that she was sitting on an exercise ball on the couch at the time), in the grocery store, at the library, off the climber at the park and today, down the last four stairs face first onto the ceramic tile. Bruises, bumps and scrapes — nothing phases this tough kid. She falls and gets right back up. This temporary lapse in balance is likely the result of a growth spurt and her complete disregard for danger. I know it will pass — hopefully soon. In the meantime we struggle to keep her safe while still allowing her the freedom she so desperately craves. I’m tempted to put her in one of those inflatable sumo suits or wrap her from head-to-toe in protective bubble wrap. But that’s not the answer. Or is it? Would it be wrong to encase her in foam or follow behind her with a fluffy pillow or a giant catcher’s mitt? The best we can do is keep[…]

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Falling For the Courtyard by Marriott Niagara Falls

Recently my husband and I spent a night away together. I can’t remember the last time we were without our two children. What a treat to stay overnight at the Courtyard by Marriott Niagara Falls. I love this hotel so much I want to marriott. Get it? Oh you DO get it, but it’s just not that funny… We had stayed here over a decade ago and were interested in seeing the newly renovated digs. The entire hotel has been remodeled from top to bottom. Speaking of sprucing up, I was so happy about spending a night out with my spouse that I actually fussed with my hair and put on make-up— an occasion as rare hen’s teeth. We dropped the kids off with the grandparents and hit the road, albeit the wrong road. We turned around and got on the correct road and were off, for real this time. In just over an hour, we were checked in to our room where we sat, savouring the quiet. We sipped a glass of Niagara wine and chatted about adult things, uninterrupted. This alone was worth the trip. But there was more. Our package included a voucher towards dinner at the[…]

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Car Seat Calendar

Photo albums are awesome. Journals are a joy. Baby books? Brilliant (or so I’ve heard, since I’ve yet to make one). All of these milestone trackers are a wonderful vehicle for a trip down memory lane. Another way to witness the growth of your child is a car seat collage. What? It can be a thing, can’t it? Note: “Somebody” just graduated to a big girl booster seat and she couldn’t be more proud. 

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Do I look worried?

  Disregard the furrow of my brow and fidgeting hands. Apart from that, do I look worried to you?   If you say no, you’re lying. And I love you for it.   I’ve talked before about worry and how “Karl” is riding me like a banana crazed gorilla. We all worry, but some of us take it a little farther. Further? I never know which to use, but I’m not going to worry about it.   I don’t sweat the little things like that. I focus my worry on the things I have little control over. Like death, loss, monumental screw ups caused accidentally by me. Normal things like that. So what am I doing now to do to stop worrying so much? I’m TAKING ACTION!  You fellow control freaks know what I’m talking about. We like to be in the driver’s seat. It’s not that we’re bossy, it’s just that you do it wrong. What? I may not be able to control the outcome of every situation, but if I simply DO the things that are actually within my power and leave the rest to fate, I feel much more in control and liberated from worry. For example:[…]

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We’re Doodle Pros!

  Some of the best toys we’ve ever received have been hand-me-downs — well-loved favourites passed down from friends and family. When my son was little, a friend gave us their *Doodle Pro. Several years, thousands of shapes, one and two syllable words and stick figures later, this toy began to look a little worn. The magnet stamps were long since missing and the magnetic slide eraser was no longer erasing as well as it did. There’s a reason this toy is called the Doodle Pro Classic Doodler. It IS a classic; one that we use daily at our house. So once we said farewell to our old Doodle, I promptly bought a replacement ($19.99 at Target). “In 1974, four engineers from Pilot Pen Corporation invented a “dustless chalkboar­d”(which became the cool toy kids love today).” Source Still the same concept, the newer version now has magnetized sections to hold the stamps so they won’t fall out and get lost. No doubt this design update was contributed by a parent who has crawled on hands and knees to look under the couch for missing stamps. I’ve used the Doodle Pro to jot down a phone number, as a notepad for lists, for a game[…]

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