A Short but Fun Visit…

We had a wonderful but very short visit with Grandpa and Beth this weekend.

We visited Boston.  The kids fished in the Canal outside of the children’s museum.

We had lunch at Dick’s Last Resort.  The wait staff spend the whole time being rude to the customers, making snide comments, throwing straws and fixing hats out of paper with insults on them.

  

And yes…that is root beer the Princess is drinking!

  

The Little Professor was not at all impressed or as he put it “It’s not my cup of tea!”

I have to agree with him.  It was a good laugh but I wouldn’t do it again.

Later the kids the relaxed in the Frog Pond in Boston Commons.

In fact there was a lot of swimming that took place with Grandpa and Beth….

when we brought them with us to one of the yearly bbq’s we attend.

It was such a hot weekend, so the water felt so good and refreshing while we spent hours goofing off in the pool.

   

  

We all had so much fun.  It was sad to see Grandpa and Beth leave today.  The Professor watched teary eyed as they drove out of view and said “They haven’t even left our road yet and I miss them so much already”.

Our Home and Native Land…

Today Grandpa (my dad) and Beth (Grandpa’s girlfriend) arrived!  The kids woke up early and kept asking me over and over again “When will Grandpa be here?”, even though we knew they were arriving around 12:30pm.  When they pulled up to the house, the kids went crazy jumping  and running around.  They were so happy too see their Grandpa.  We don’t get to see him very often because he lives in Canada, so a visit is always super exciting for us!  We love it when Grandpa comes to visit!

One of the side benefits of having Grandpa visit is that he comes bearing gifts.  He restocks my Canadian treats stash…my naughty stash!  

My fridge and cupboards are now filled with May Wests, Smarties, Shreddies and Coffee Crisps!  We have Gravol for our long trip to Disney in case someones tummy becomes ill.  There will be Dare cookies to go with the English Breakfast Tea from the English Shoppe and Cheez Whiz that is tangy in taste and not bland.

Oh Canada…my home and native land….

Not only does Grandpa bring gifts from himself but he also delivers care packages from other family members like my mum and my nanny.  It ends up being a very nice sized collection of Canadian goodies!  It’s not all for me, some of it is for the kids and some of it I have to share with my darling hubby.

The things I do for love.

Even though it seems like a lot, everything will be carefully rationed out in order to make it stretch for the next 6 months to a year.  Since we don’t have a set date for our next trip to Canada it’ll be even more cherished with restricted consumption.  Not knowing when we’ll get to stock up again makes each item more valuable.

Part of having the stash is just plain ol’ nostalgia.  Just knowing I have access to Canadian treats fights off the homesickness that tries to sneak in even after the past 8 years.  It takes comfort food to a whole new level!

So thank you Dad, thank you Nanny and thank you Mum!  To everyone else it may look like a big pile of junk food, but to me it’s a piece of Canada – my home.

Repost – My Children…my life…

This is a re-post of my very first blog entry.  A few things have changed since then, the cat has died, the kids have grown, esepcially the Milk Monkey but even still, so much is the same.  Life is still crazy and I am still, and always will be, thankful for the gift of my children and all the wonderful time we get to spend together!  

This remains my favourite post out all of them in the last six months!

 

It’s taken me a long time to start this blog, partly because of the wild, craziness I call my life, but mostly because I just wasn’t sure how to begin.  I’ve decided the best way is to introduce myself.

 

I’m 38 (wow, that seems so old when I write it out!), and married with 3 young children…

 

The Little Professor (age 6):  My first born, my kind heart, my little gentleman.  He paves the way for his younger siblings and forgives my errors in uncharted parenting. He is my sunshine!  He amazes me with his sponge like abilities for knowledge.  His goal: to be a marine biologist.

 

 

The Mighty Princess (age 4): So strong, so stubborn, so beautiful, she’s my wild child.  She adores her brother and often patiently lives in his shadow but when she emerges she shines.  She’s a natural born leader but will gladly follow if it leads to something good.  She’s opinionated, and her own little girl. She’s smart and she has never encountered a problem she couldn’t solve. Her smile is radiant and her love is honey, she’s my little princess.  Her goal: to be an obstetrician and to get our pet cat to love her.

 

 

The Milk Monkey (age 9 months): My baby, my hungry little guy.  My 9 and a half pound preemie and still growing fast! So calm and content and perfect.  I’m enjoying the journey as his personality blooms.  His goal: drink as much milk as he can.

 

My children are my life and I don’t just mean that in the whimsical way, I mean it in the literal way.  From morning to night and even to the next morning, I am with my children, loving them, feeding them, changing them, teaching them, hopefully inspiring them to be the best they can be.  In a week of 168 hours, I am usually within 20 feet of them for 160.  I love it, I wouldn’t want it to be any other way.  There are definitely times when my patience is tested, but even if my children went to a school or I went to an office, I would still have those challenging moments.

 

My children are my blessings from God and I thank Him every day for them!

 

 

The Driving Force of All Nature…

We drink a lot of water in our family.  Until lately, it was all bottled.  We were tossing hundreds of bottles of water out every month.  Even though we are strict about recycling I still felt guilty seeing all the empty bottles out by the curb every week.  If that wasn’t bad enough, we were spending a small fortune on water!

One day I came across findaspring.com and out of curiosity I checked out the map and found a free spring, Mt. Blue Spring, in Hingham MA.  It’s about 15 mins from where we live.  It is pre-filtered and flows freely from taps that are located in a shed.  It’s natural, healthy and absolutely delicious!

We take some time every Saturday to go fill up our big bottles of water.  It’s become a family event and the kids really enjoy being a part of the process.  They’re very helpful!   I like that we’re getting our water from a natural source and we’re being environmentally responsible – which is something we could all be more conscious about.

Outside the filling shed is a sign that tells everyone to please protect the drinking water.  It really got me thinking when I read it.  What a wonderful thing we’ve found.  We’re so use to paying for water, whether we buy it from the local government or from one of the many stores.  In fact, during the 1800’s, water from Mt. Blue Spring was commercially bottled and sold but now it’s completely free.  There’s just something about going and collecting our water from a natural source that really does make me want to protect it.

100 Posts!

Today we reached a milestone!

This is our 100th post!

Woohoo!

It all started here with the first post.

I had no idea what I was taking on, I just knew I wanted to write and I wanted to see if anyone would be interested in what I had to say.  It was difficult at first.  I was very nervous and extremely apprehensive, but also very excited.  After a couple weeks, it started to feel like I was writing a note to an old friend each time.  A few of my readers are old friends and family, but a lot of you are people I’ve never met.

I’m surprised at how many people read our family adventures with the Little Professor, the Mighty Princess and the little Milk Monkey.

It has now been 6 months since I started this site and in that time we’ve had thousands and thousands of views.  It’s very exciting knowing so many people are reading!

I’m so grateful to everyone who has stayed with us and faithfully read each post.  Thank you!

I’m also thankful to those who comment, I love reading what you have to say.

 I wish more of you did it.

We have so many plans for the future.  For one, we are changing the look of the site, but more importantly we are trying to find a nickname for Daddy.

I want a name that will showcase his personality.

Something a little less vague than Daddy.

So if you have any suggestions just let me know!

At home I call him Sweetie, but he’s so much more than that, he’s the Ultimate Sweetie.  So naturally I thought US for short (said with a deep southern drawl) but he didn’t go for it, so it’s still a work in progress.

I sincerely hope that those of you who read Honestly Mummy enjoy it as much I as enjoy writing it!

Bieber Fever

 

For the past two nights we have all gathered into the living room as a family to watch Justin Bieber’s World Tour on tv.  Believe me, that’s not something we would normally do, but our favourite little guest appears to have something called Bieber Fever.  Little Miss Fancy tried to deny it at first…but the truth came out as the show began and she started spouting off miscellaneous facts about the teen idol.  We watched in amusement while she bounced up and down on the couch with excitement, singing along and pulling out a dance move or two.  She was pretty cute through the whole thing!

Having an 11 year old girl around has been fun, helpful and at times a little perplexing.  It’s completely different than having a 5 year old girl, it’s definitely given us a valuable glance into the future.  We’ve been enjoying our time with Little Miss Fancy a whole lot and it’s amazing that 3 weeks have flown by already.  We’re definitely going to miss her when she goes home!!

Not everything has gone smoothly with the visit.  My little Princess has been dealing with the big ol’ green eyed monster.  One night as I was putting her to bed she started crying out of the blue…”Do you think she (Little Miss Fancy) is better than me?”.  I was shocked! Since that night we’ve been working on her feelings of insecurity.  The Princess is not just jealous of our new guest, she’s accused me of liking Daddy more than her too.  She’s been a lot more clingy lately and she requests to snuggle in “Mummy’s bed” every night until she falls asleep but thankfully, most of the time Princess can get past her jealousy and just enjoy her special time with her cousin.

Lights…Camera…Action!

 

A while back I wrote a post about Squishy Baff and our fun filled experience with it – you can read it here.

The kids and I tried it out one crazy night and eventually with a little help from Nana J, it lead to filming a segment on NECN’s Does it Work? with Leslie Gaydos.  This past Tuesday the kids and I reinacted our experience with Squishy Baff for the camera – we are now TV stars, or so we like to pretend.  

To be honest, I was so completely nervous that I worked myself into a migraine by the end of it.  I’m not much of a camera person unless I’m the one behind it.  I’m also not one for conversation with people who I don’t know very well.  I’m so much more eloquent in my head than I am out loud.  Words tend to get lost as they make their way from my mind to my mouth and I end up saying the dumbest things, then I start to panic because I realize what I said and then a pause turns into seconds and my mind goes blank and that’s when it becomes clear that the person I’m talking with probably thinks I’m one gum short of a full pack.  Thankfully, I was met with kindness and understanding during the filming and I couldn’t have been more appreciative.

My children, on the other hand, are like little running faucets.  Words come spilling out of their mouths informing everyone around them of every thought that pops into their adorable, little heads.  Unfortunately, that sometimes means giving out information that would normally be private to our family – very embarrassing and sometimes hard to explain.  Other times, like Tuesday, it means they can thrive when they find themselves in a new situation.  They were fabulous and I was so proud of them, in fact I envied their ease as they performed in front of the camera effortlessly.  They really enjoyed every minute of it and when it was finished they chatted about it for the rest of the day, dancing around with excitement.

Little Miss Fancy also enjoyed the fun even though she was behind the scenes.  She recorded the whole event on her camera, finding tiny little spots to hang out in so she could get some great shots.  She walked away with some good pictures, she’s quite the little camera-wo-man.  I think she may have a natural talent and good career ahead of her if she ever wanted to take it in that direction.  I was very impressed.

Overall it was a great experience, something for us to talk about in the years to come.  We learned a couple things too like it takes a lot of filming (hours actually) and a lot of different shots for a two minute segment and the more light on a person the better they look on TV – oh how I wish I could have lassoed the sun and dragged it closer to me!  Oh well, I was promised I’d be edited in a way that would make me look like a genius, too bad I can’t edit live conversations like that.

 

Daddy Says… The Grind

Well, the trip is over, we’re back at our house and we grudgingly return to the daily grind.  The return to work and our everyday lives only seems to reinforce our desire to be on the road full time.

There is a great sense of freedom out on the road. We could picture ourselves making on the spot decisions about how long we would stay in one place, which direction we would head next and what the destination will be. We just went from Burlington Ontario (just outside Toronto) to Long Point (Out on Lake Erie), considering our heading, we could have just kept going west. Stopping along the way until we hit the West Coast!

 There’s also a really fun sense of adventure. When we left Long Point and decided to just find someplace along the way to spend the night, we were able to talk it out, do some quick research and find someplace we thought might work.  And, as it turns out, we changed our mind halfway there!  And the place we found was perfect – if only we had a bit more time to stay. It would have been fun to check out the NY State Park a bit and talk with the “neighbors” who were so helpful the night we pulled in.

We just have to stay focused, keep planning and find a way to get out there full time. While the daily grind might be necessary right now, we have to work to keep it temporary and not lose sight of what we truly want.

A fun filled, adventurous life on the road.

Daddy Says… The Milk Monkey turns one.

Today the Milk Monkey turned 1 year old, and of course we celebrated in our favorite way – camping! It’s amazing how quickly the year has passed. Our little guy has grown so much.

We took the trailer on our first really long haul, and after a long weekend of fun and adventure we are all exhausted. This post is being emailed in, so hopefully it gets through ok! Once we are able to secure an Internet connection for the computer, we’ll have a lot more stories to share.

Until then – Happy Birthday Milk Monkey!!!

The Milk Monkey enjoying a birthday dinner of smoked ribs ala Honestly Daddy.