No Snow, Not Yet!

I woke up yesterday to the children dancing around and singing something about it snowing. Indeed it was.

They were so excited!

I was not!

I always say that I wasn't meant to be born in this country. I tolerate the winters to 'get to the good stuff'.

Thankfully, the snow didn't last long enough to get to the ground. It's not here to stay yet, but here are some pictures of this summer to look back at wistfully while winter looms...

That's me driving - all big & pregnant.

Isn't this the way all children travel?

My dad, my brother and Dwayne are throwing rocks across the river. I tried and tried to get them in sync, but when the competetive testosterone is flowing, it's hard to get any cooperation...

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Kobe rode with my Dad all day - you just couldn't tear him away.

This guy still makes my heart leap...

Aiy, aiy, aiy - I have a love-hate relationship with pregnancy pictures. I want to have them so I can remember, but it is painful looking at all that largeness!

I'm going to pretend I didn't hear Kobe say, "Let's go snowmobiling!" yesterday and enjoy the rest of Autumn before the white stuff comes to stay.

...And I Wore White Shoes!

Dwayne said he wanted to take the Ranger out and have a little fun.

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I should have known what 'fun' meant when I saw him carry his rubber boots to the truck...

The pink blanket had meant to be for warmth. It ended up being a 'splatter guard' for the baby.

How calm dull would my life be with all girls?!?

The winch worked hard today!

Rainy Day Delivery

Rainy day...

Lego order arrived...

Two happy, quiet boys for the entire afternoon...

A treat for them? Or a treat for me? *wink*

Fun In The City

Subway tastes so much better when you eat it at the park...

I know...look at their ribs. I do feed them - honest!

It doesn't help that the water was shockingly cold and making them suck in.

Over The Holidays

That Time Of Year Again

The arena is open again. Parent & Child skate is Monday, Wednesday & Friday. We've been going from 10:30 - 11:30 am and it's proven to be a perfect way to break up our school day!

Dylan (6) starts hockey next week and has been terribly excited to be on skates again.

Kobe (2) loves that he is starting to skate without me holding him! Mr. Independent! *wink*


Zane's (10 months) not too sure what it's all about, but just loves being with us!


And don't tell...but I'm getting a little used to pushing Zane in the stroller. When I let go, my balance isn't as good as it usually is. *shhh...*

Fun & Fancy Free

When I'm by myself and get into my truck, something inside of me changes. I put my sunglasses on, crank the music and singitloudbaby! It doesn't need to be a long trip - maybe only 5kms. I just have a sense of freedom...a sense of youth... a carefree sense of no responsibilities.

I know I hit 30 this year - I know! - but sometimes I still feel so young. Despite the bags that have taken up permanent residence under my eyes, the grey hairs popping up here & there, the waistline that reflects 3 children in a 'shortish' period of time, I still feel like I'm 20. I'm married (for 10 years), I have 4 years of university, I was an accountant, we have investments, but still, I feel like I'm playing grownup.

I remember when Dylan (6) was just a few days old. I was sitting on my parents' couch holding him, thinking, "I wonder when your parents will be here to pick you up." I mean, no one in their right mind would leave a little baby with me forever...would they?

Is it because I am still so terribly in love with my hubby? Is it because I've known him forever and we were so very young when we started dating? Is that why I still feel like a teenager? I don't know.

Anyways...next time you're in Small Town Canada, watch for me. If my husband and children aren't with me, I'll be the old gal dancing and singing while driving my big ol' grownup vehicle. Oh, and give me a wave so I know you don't think I'm completely crazy! *grin*

The Mud Bogs

Off we went to watch the mud bogs. A friend was participating in them and we thought the boys would like it. I had no idea what to expect. I mean n-o-n-e. I packed splashpants & rubber boots for the children. Dwayne packed his rain jacket and rubber boots. I packed my rubber boots. I turned out that there were seats to watch from & none of us even got muddy. Ya never know!

Surprisingly, I had fun! I knew Dwayne & the children would enjoy it, but as for me, I was skeptical.

It started out with these babies...




They were fast. They were loud. The children covered their ears and I covered Zane's. Us adults didn't cover ours and spent the rest of the day saying, "What?", "Huh?", "Pardon me?".

I loved every second of the demolition derby...

We each chose a car to bet on. That beautiful, red, station-wagon beast was Bobbie's choice. It won, hands-down. It didn't look much worse at the end than it did when it started.
Here is her mischevious little smile as she was watching her car open a little can o' whoop-*ss...


...and everybody thinks she's so innocent! *wink*

Our husbands were discussing entering the wives into next year's demolition derby. I'm totally in! Bobbie thought she'd be too scared, but I know she'd go way up on the Cool Mom List!

At one point, I looked down the stands and saw a whole row of children doing their own monster-truck thing. There's just something about little guys, some dirt and trucks!

Our friend, Dennis, just couldn't wait for the snow. I guess little guys loving to get dirty just turn into big guys loving to get dirty.