Saturday, February 14, 2009

How to bring up a Don Juan...

Geordie celebrated Valentine's Day at school on Thursday.

We quickly went to the grocery store Wednesday evening to pick up some ingredients to make a treat for the party. As soon as you walk into the store there is a floral place. Due to Valentine's coming up they were stocked full of flowers and then some...

Gerodie went right up to the flowers, took a great big sniff and said,

"Oh Mummy, these smell beautiful! The girls will love them!"

He then picked out a bouquet of flowers and put them in his basket. I couldn't say no.
On the way home he named off who was going to get one. Starting with 'his (9 year old) twins' across the street and then girls in his class and his teachers.

So, on Thursday when he got to school he gave out the flowers one by one to 'the girls' and then that afternoon when we got home he washed his face, put gel in his hair and took the flowers over to 'ma girls'.
Walking up the steps

Ringing the bell

Peeping Geordie (we really have to work on this!)

Hugs and Thank You's!

He came back with a huge smile on his face!

Meanwhile, on Wednesday Callum called me at 2:50 saying that he had meetings in Michigan the next day and that his work was scheduling him on the 7:00 pm. flight that night. Can you say annoying?!??

So, on Thursday I received a phone call from a florist asking if I was going to be home for a drop off.

I was completely puzzled. Who would send me flowers?!? I knew it wasn't Callum. He did try and convince me yesterday that he has though... I don't believe him!

Can you guess who?

Sunday, February 8, 2009

The rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying you want to be interviewed. (I’ll take the first five or so, if there are that many of you interested.) 2. I’ll email you five questions of my choosing. 3. You update your blog with the answers to the questions. 4. You offer to interview someone else in the same post. 5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. They will answer the questions on their own blog and carry on the process.

My questions are from Much More Than A Mom.

1. If you could have any job in the universe EXCEPT the one you have (and being a parent doesn't count - this job has to pay in actual money), what would you do? What do you think would be most rewarding about it? Do you see any negative qualities to your dream job?

I would like to be involved in nonprofit / fund raising. Specifically for the arts, cancer research and children's charities (that almost sums them all up, doesn't it?!?!). As well as liking the fact of doing it there would always be a new thing to conquer AND there would be a lot of last minute, down to the wire stuff that I just love!
Rewarding wise; I'm helping out others...'nough said!
The only negative thing I see is getting too involved and taking the time away from my family.

2. You are walking alone in the forest and come upon a meadow. In the centre of the meadow you find a box, about 6"x6"x6". Inside that box you find something you've always wanted but never thought you'd get, and it's not jewellery or money. What is it? Why did you think you'd never get it? How do you feel now that you have it?

Oh my stars! I have no idea with that size box. Does sanity count?!?

3. What do you see yourself doing in 20 years? You know, once the kids have moved out and/or are in post-secondary education (hopefully) and you can actually focus on yourself for a while.

Back to #1. At this point be in consulting, pick the jobs I want, take time for travel and still be playing!

4. Define failure, for you.

Not being happy.

5. Describe the very best friend you've ever had. We want to know everything. Are you as good a friend as he/she is or was? What makes you a good friend? What makes you a crappy friend?

You know the 'real' answer is your spouse...but that's kind of boring!
Never really thought about it before but when I read this question I sat down and did.
I have had 3 great (best) friends in my life. Lots of really good friends, but 3 that I would put into this category.

There's JP. Yes, a guy. I do believe that you can have (just) a friendship with someone from the opposite sex! We met in grade 2 and up until grade 12 went to the same school. What was great was that he was feminine enough (look up metro sexual and you'll see his pic!) to get things but he was not in to all the girlie annoying cattiness.
We hung out together, worked together, went to school together. We even noticed that if we were together it seemed that our parents would let us do more! Unfortunately, Callum didn't think that JP would look that good in a dress so for the wedding he was a groomsman.

Then there's Lynn. We met in grade seven. We shared many things, like our love for NKOTB (as well as Gerald and Chris!). Lynn and I are the exact opposite in many ways. We could go shopping and I would pick out a shirt thinking it was the ugliest thing...Lynn would love it, and vice-versa!
She's the thinker while I'm the jumper. She analyzes things (sometimes to death) while I could care less. I live in a bubble...she secretly does too.

...and last but not least, there's Alaina. We met when we were both brand new mothers (well I was about to be, she had been for a couple of weeks). Right away we developed a friendship much like you did back when you were a child. We were comfortable around each other. We were very different yet very much alike. I do believe that the reason why we moved here was for me to meet Alaina.

Thinking about these 3 they all have similar traits. Just to name one...they are all low maintenance friends. High maintenance friendships never last!

I hope I'm as good a friend as they are.
I know that I learn from them and hope in return that they learn from me.
I do worry that I take more than I give...which is so in my personality. I know of some friendships that I know wouldn't last because I could walk all over them. I need to be told NO!

Friday, February 6, 2009

Creative Geordie!

The other day Geordie took out his lawn mower and started to cut the 'grass'. He did the backyard and then came to the front. By the time he got to the front he was shirtless...

Me: "Geordie, why is your shirt off?"

Geordie: stopped, looked at me as if I was crazy,
"I'm cutting the grass Mummy!"...and went on with his work.

To begin, all Geordie knows of adoption is that our good friends adopted from Guatemala. Thing is, I don't even think we really used the term adoption. So, a little confused as to where this came from...

Geordie; "...babies come from Mummy's tummy...that's how babies are made...they can only be made in Mummy's tummy's! Well, that and you can get babies from Chinese!"

Me: "I'm sorry, you can get babies from Chinese?"

Geordie: "Yeah... you can get babies from Chinese. You know, the place!"

Me: "Do you mean China?"

Geordie: "Oh yes, China, sorry."

Me: "So you are saying that you can only get babies from Mummy's tummies and if not there than you can get them from China?"

Geordie: "Yup!"

Me: "Where did you hear that?"

Geordie: "I just fingered it out, all by myself!"

The only thing that we can 'finger' out is that he thought of this after hearing everyone go on about how everything is made in China.

The other night just before bath;

Geordie: "Daddy doesn't wash my hair on Tuesday's or Thursday's or...what's today?"

Me: "Saturday"

Geordie: "...or Saturday!"

Coming back from school the other day Geordie was telling me of an experiment with ice and salt.

Geordie: "...but if you eat a lot of salt you'll die and need to get flowers and put you underground."

This is Geordie's hamper.
It usually 'lives' in his closet.
When it is full he takes it and puts it here.
To the left is his bedroom.
To the right is ours.
He used to put it right beside my bed.

"just to make sure you see it, Mummy!"

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Monday, February 2, 2009

How Rude Are Your Table Manners?!?

When we were in Washington we experienced the 'Dinner Pig'. During meals The Gray's have a small pig that sits in the middle of the table. If someone does something rude, such as talk with their mouth full of food, and someone catches them, they say, "Excuse me everybody but _______ just spoke with their mouth full." The pig is then moved in front of the rude person. The person with the 'Dinner Pig' at the end of the meal has to clear the dishes.

Callum loved this! So I now introduce you to our 'Dinner Dino'. Geordie picked him out. We didn't have any pigs, and there are no shortages of dinosaurs in our house...
Please ignore Geordie's "cheese" smile;

On this particular evening, I got it first...

Then Geordie got it;

...and Callum had it at least once (he was camera shy). Either way, by the end of the meal, it was back in front of Geordie. So clear the table he did!

On top of the fact that it is helping out with manners it also has made us eat slower as we have to talk in between the bites.
Of course Callum and I thought that we had the table manners somewhat down. Some nights we can get it just as much as Geordie.

I invite you all to get a 'Dinner Animal' with children or without. See how well you do!!

Which leads me to my question...

How Rude Are Your Table Manners?!?