Friday 25 September 2015

Terry Fox Run 2014

An oldie but a goodie...
September 24, 2014

Me: What's on your shirt there bud?
D: It's from the terry fox run. I was running for my grandpa because he has a glass eye. 
I wish I knew who I could thank for this.
I did eventually find out that Danny's uncle Norm Slessor has a glass eye (who knew?) and for some reason the story stuck with him!

Wednesday 23 September 2015

Ferret, ferret, ferret

Sam was looking for one of his Lego guys in his bed yesterday morning. I told him that he didn't have time - that he should go eat breakfast and I would have a look.

I eventually found it but I also found:

- Spider-Man
- two books
- a yellow paper fish
- a Spider-Man car
- two (different) Lightening McQueen slippers
- a sock
- a toy telescope
- a hoodie for his beaver stuffie
- a battery-operated spider candle


What kind of animal is it that steals and hides shiny things? A ferret? I think that might be Sam's spirit animal. 

Fun Times

 The boys were in bed and Sam started crying...

S: Daniel turned my fun times off! (quite distressed)
Me: What??!?!
S: He turned my fun times off!
Me: What fun times?
S: My fun times!

It took me a minute to figure out that Daniel turned his reading light on and Sam could no longer see the glow-in-the-dark stars on their ceiling because it wasn't dark enough.

Sunday 20 September 2015

The naked truth

We were at Rona on the weekend getting supplies for the boys bunk beds.

While we were there Sam started dancing and grabbing himself - he urgently needed to pee. Because God forbid he let me know BEFORE he is about to pee his pants. 

We found a bathroom quickly, thank god, and I sent both the boys in to go. They hadn't been in long when Daniel started freaking out. Apparently Sam had to go so badly that he lost control of his aim and peed all over Daniel. It was apparently 'the most terrible thing that has ever happened' to him. 

You know you're a mom when you can tell someone who is covered in someone else's pee to get over it. 

Not five minutes later Sam needed to go to the bathroom again - he had to poop. Urgently, of course. We hightail it back to the bathroom and I send Sam in. He was taking FOREVER so I peeked my head in and found this ...
Where is his shirt, you ask? I asked that too.
Apparently sometimes you just need to make yourself really at home in a public bathroom at the local hardware store. At least he still had everything else on. 

I told him to hurry up. And we waited. And waited. So I checked on him again. 
Apparently sometimes you just need to get completely f-ing naked to take a dump in a public bathroom. It's a good thing he's cute because grown ups get arrested for this sh-t. Pun intended. 

Thursday 3 September 2015