Tag Archives: Wordless Wednesday

Loose Teef and Lollipops

16th November 2011

The five year old is a character, to say the least.

She’s very excited about many things this week, and she wanted to make sure I “bwogged” about it on my “bwog”.


She got her school pictures back – and I could not adore them more. (She loves them too, but has decided that she’ll wear yellow next year).

She lost another toof!! (Tooth #2 fell out at Starbucks, and yet despite the blood, I still very much enjoyed my latte. )

She rewarded herself for a hard week with some bunny “swippers”! It’s hard being a five year old, yo.

She stalked the new organic lollipop stash constantly! (Like staring mesmerized at the “healfy” lollipops makes wanting one at 8a.m. totally normal. Also, whenever offered a piece of fruit, she says, “organic lollipop?”)

And she has requested to play with the new Crayon maker no less than 500 times, but only wants to use it JUST before bed, or five minutes before we leave for school. It’s harder being a mommy, yo!

And how has your week been so far??

Word(less) Wednesday – The Four Year Old Artist Strikes Again

23rd June 2011

The four year old decided to draw my parents (her YiaYia and Pappou) from memory, using her DSi. This is what she came up with.


This is eerily accurate I might add.

And her YIAYA:

Notice the beehive and the handbag? That is my mom personified.

Love the way children think and perceive others around them – it always comes out in their art, and their stories.

For a Nauseatingly Good Time, Call Me

23rd March 2010

My children LOVE PlayDoh. They go through a ton of it in one sitting. See all the empty containers above? Yup, it only took one hour to “run out” of PlayDoh. I on the other hand, hate PlayDoh.I cannot stand PlayDoh, but I have a good reason. It literally makes me physically nauseous to be around it. But, I suffer through it because the little people go ape shit over PlayDoh. Yes, motherhood is pain.

Ironically, I’m the mom responsible for making “playdough” for my son’s class. It is SUPER easy, the kid’s totally get involved and have fun in the process. Better yet, no nausea for me. Here’s the recipe:

1. Mix 2 cups flour, 1 cup salt, 1/4 cup cream of tartar in a pot.

2. Add 2 cups water, 1/4 cup cooking oil, food colouring

3. Mix Well.

4. Cook over medium heat, stirring until thick.

5. Knead a few times.

6. Store in an airtight container.


Easy Peasy. Mommy ain’t queasy.

Dirty Action Figures

13th January 2010

My 6 year old is OBSESSED with Ben10 right now. He loves everything about the action figures and plays with them daily. The last few times he’s played with them, I’ve noticed something “peculiar”. When I asked him whey the action figures were set up like that, he said that the bad guys had DEFEATED the good guys. That’s one way of putting it.


(I wouldn’t want to be “defeated” by that mean dude on the right)

EXHIBIT 2: What the?


I think Swampfire and Humungausaur need counselling.

I’ll be keeping these dudes away from Strawberry Shortcake and Dora from now on.


16th September 2009

Yellow is my daughter’s favorite colour. She talks about it all the time – ALL THE TIME. She points out anything and everything that is yellow. Every morning she wakes up and she picks her “items of the day” and then proceeds to spend the entire day playing and amusing herself, all while making sure she has her “stuffs” with her. Almost always, these items – you got it – are yellow. Its quite amusing for the rest of us actually, to see what she comes up with. The funniest moments are when she wants to colour and she chooses to use yellow crayons with yellow paper. She just doesn’t get why the picture is “inbisbable”.

Here is the yellow-obsessed lady:


So where’s the yellow items of the day? There they are: two of my son’s yellow cars sit close by while she colors with her yellow crayons.


She’s moved to her Hello Kitty magnets on our fridge, and she is still carrying the cars. She won’t be letting go of those all day. In fact she will be taking them to bed. And if they happen to fall out of bed at some point in the middle of the night, Mommy will know because of the howling coming out of this little person’s mouth!

Regardless, I think I’ll keep her.



19th August 2009

My daughter and her cousin were born exactly two weeks apart and it shows: they are inseparable. They adore each other, and would gladly spend every moment together if they could. We can already tell that they’re going to be besties forever.



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