you're done? that's it? that didn't last very long!!

Get your mind out of the gutter! Bring mine with you.

I was referring to Ashton's nap. Lately, he's been taking a sweet 2 hour nap around 11am or so. And, IN HIS CRIB, to boot. Ok so he falls asleep on my bed with me cuddling him and giving him a bottle, but then I move him to his crib so that when he wakes up, which he usually does quite quietly, he won't take a header off my bed. (yes, he has before, a few times).

We are having a pretty cool day, though, short naps aside. I discovered that there still is one box left of Quaker dino eggs oatmeal left so you know what's for lunch today. I might be stinkin excited because we have, like, no food. well, no food I feel like making and/or eating. Grocery day here we come! Rob has been working in Petawawa all week and since grocery shopping is a family affair (cuz apparently I don't buy enough or what *they* like), we will be going tomorrow. Nothing says quality family time like dragging 4 kids through no frills and walmart and bribing good behaviour from them with good ole artery clogging Rotten Ronnies, Mcdonald's. Rob has actually called it McPukes (while suggesting we go there for lunch) and I refer to it often as McRuns (as in what it will give me if I eat their nuggets ever again).

Back to our good day, Cohen has been wearing underwear all week and today he hasn't had any accidents. Yesterday there was one, quite the doozy, but so far so good today. He missed the toilet completely when he peed but as long as he gets near the toilet I'm happy! (it's not like his 8 year old brother has perfect aim by any means. He even had a nap and stayed dry. On a side note, that's what happened to Ash's long nap. He donated an hour and a half of it to his brother!

you're NOT from a small town when...

My dog (well puppy but he's big) got struck by a car yesterday afternoon. Honestly no fault to the driver. Coco was across the road (which is a first for him) and bolted out in front of the car. The driver of the car, came to our door to let us know that she had hit a dog and to ask if we knew whose it was. As it turned out it was our 4 month old great dane puppy, Coco. She thought she had hit him pretty hard but he had managed to run off. Even though she had an appointment to get to she still helped me look for him. After about 10 minutes he emerged from under our back porch. He seemed ok. He jumped up onto the front porch to head inside. Yup, seems ok to me. She finally headed off to her appointment, still apologizing, and facebook'ed me later that evening for an update on the dog. That's small town. Mighty neighbourly!

What's not small town was the woman, whom we didn't know, who knocked on my door about an hour later to ask if "the lady who hit that dog" had stopped after hitting it. She was very snide and quite bold about it. I politely told her that it had been my dog and that, yes, the driver had indeed stopped and if she hadn't I wouldn't have even known about it. The woman said she saw it happen. Really? Then she would have seen the driver get out and stay for quite awhile. If she saw it happen, and was sooo concerned, why didn't she come over sooner?

Anyways, someone, who used to reside in this small town, who is super fun and just happens to be one of my favorite cousins is having a giveaway over at her blog. Mrs. Ashley Johnston, and it can be read here. How sweet of her to host a giveaway on her birffday!!  Thanks Ash!!!
 

I'm a bad neighbour...

We recently moved. Same town. New house. (well old house but new to us) Anyways, in our old neighbourhood we were *those* neighbours. Messy yard, cluttered front porch, unruly children...you get it. Keep in mind, though, that we were surrounded by mostly elderly homeowners or childless. Upon moving here we realized a few things: we would not have the messiest yard by any means and our children are far from the unruliest. Yay us!!

So being the nice person I am (stop laughing, Ashley!) I offerred to put our neighbour's son on the bus in the morning and be there when he gets home. So far Rob has taken care of the mornings more than I, and the days I *forget* to be at the bus stop are starting to mount in number. Monday my 8 year old son met him (he happened to be outside), Tuesday another neighbour brought him over and today I barely got outside and he was waltzing up the walkway. Thankfully we had a yard full of kids so the bus driver let him off.

Tomorrow should be fun. Rob is starting a new job and will be leaving much earlier in the morning so I will be on my own...yikes!!

babies...babies...babies...

Babies everywhere...

My poor parents...not even 50 yet and my mother has 12 grandchildren. We live in the country. Not much goes on here. We get bored. What else can I say?

So, almost 11 months ago we added our 4th monster to the mix. This followed my younger sister's addition 7 weeks earlier (her 4th). Then this summer came my other younger sister who had her 3rd. At this point we have a ratio of 8 boys to 3 girls...then came my baby sister's first baby...a GIRL!!! She is itty bitty, adorable and absolutely perfect!!

I admit I have baby fever right now. Not that I already didn't. I have been wanting to add one more child to the crazy house for awhile now. (well a couple of months anyways).  When I go out with all 4 kids (not that often) I always feel like there is still one missing! A sign perhaps?!?!

Did I mention that my sister in law has a 6 month old daughter and a close cousin just announced her pregnancy? Like i said BABY FEVER!!!!

Late Night Activities...

It is about 4 am and I am getting busy...creating a new blog...because there are one or two out there that I have started over the years but for the life of me I can't remember passwords for them.

Why am I up at this hour? Because I co-sleep with my beautiful baby boy and he woke up...well, I woke him up after the cat woke me up and now I can't fall back asleep. It doesn't help that a few of my favorite shows play re-runs every night (NCIS, Bones and House).

Feeling a little nauseous too, pretty sure it has something to do with all the grease consumed at dinner. Thanks Rita C for the all-you-can-eat fish and chips at Irvings in Pembroke for my birthday!!

This year my *special day* fell on Thanksgiving Monday. We had already had my family's dinner the day before at my parent's and I had offerred to host Robert's family the following day.

The best gift I could have asked for came a day late. Well it started on my birthday but arrived around noon October 12th. This gift weighed 8lbs 8oz and is named Brandi!! My *baby* sister (THE baby as she is the youngest of 4 of us) had her first itty bitty teeny tiny perfect little baby of her own! Congrats Kate and Andy!! We LOVE her already!!!