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Time: Public Enemy Number One

DAILY SNACK

Even good days start out from behind.

Somebody crying out from their bedroom,

Needing something, needing you.

You struggle up and out of sleep,

And it always feels like you have just fallen into the first deep sleep of the night.

If you have a baby,

That’s probably true.

The bad days then,

Are just escalated variations of that theme.

You never do catch up,

You never can get everyone what they need.

The day ends and you are still hopelessly behind on everything.

So you work through the night,

Hoping for a easier tomorrow.

And thanks be to coffee.

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Bookish Babe

DAILY SNACK

Irene loves to puruse the book shelves.

And by puruse, I mean terrorize.

She’ll beeline it to the nearest bookshelf,

(we only have, like, six or seven)

And start yanking the books off.

She is becoming more selective, though.

The other day she picked up a Wayne Gretzky biography

And then quickly dropped it in favour of a Pynchon.

Pretentious.

Now she chooses hardcovers with dust covers exclusively.

All the more parts to mangle.

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Jiggly Reasoning

DAILY SNACK

“Hey, check it out!”

We’ve just had dinner at a restaurant

And Colum is sticking his index finger into a bowl of jello.

“When you put things into blue jello,

They turn blue, too!”

I love the way he is able to arrive at a universal rule

From a particular instance.

(Even if that is not technically sound logic.)

He didn’t say that his finger was blue,

He said that things will turn blue.

And then,

He pulled his finger toward himself

And sent the jello flying onto the floor.

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My Baby Doll

DAILY SNACK

The other day at the Ontario Early Years Centre

Irene was pushing a baby doll around in a stroller.

And it looked so funny

Because she is really just a baby herself.

So I snapped this picture:

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Which is not quite the angle I was after,

But I didn’t get another try

Because cameras are apparently contraband at the OEYC.

Who knew?

I guess people don’t want weird women snapping all kinds of pictures

Of their kids

And then posting them on the internet.

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Junction Halloween Fest

You can file this under more shameless neighbourhood plugging and free Halloween fun for the family. Brought to you by the Junction BIA and the Rue Morgue House of Horror:

To recap:

From 10am – noon Pumkin carving/decorating

From 6:30 – 8:30 Scary family movies

Treats

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Of All Stupid Things

DAILY SNACK

I was pushing my double stroller through the rain yesterday

(Which means I either get soaked or mess up my wrist trying to steer with one hand.)

When I saw a woman pleading for someone to come in off the front porch.

“I feel her pain,” I thought.

I spend altogether too many hours pleading and beseeching

And flat out begging

My kids for an iota of cooperation.

As I drew nearer,

I saw that the woman was talking to a cat.

A cat!

I’m sorry, but I simply don’t get it.

At least I know (I hope) my children will grow up

To be contributing members of society.

A cat will always be a cat.

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Watering the Tree

DAILY SNACK

I love that Colum is becoming more independent.

In fact, I keep urging him to do more and more things on his own.

The day he puts on his own coat and shoes,

I will dance down the street.

So when we hit the park after nursery school yesterday,

I couldn’t be too upset to find my son

Facing one of the old maples

With his pants around his ankles

And his bare bum shining out across the park.

When I ran over to assist,

And realized that he had peed directly into his pants and underwear,

I was just grateful that it wasn’t too cold out.

So the poor guy had his park visit cut short,

And we never did make it back out later that day

(Like I had promised).

But at least he tried to do it on his own.

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Not Like the Others

DAILY SNACK

We flew through the door of the ladies change room

(as much as one can fly through doors with two kids on a sit and stand stroller)

And I started frantically pulling layers of clothing off Colum.

We were running late for swimming lessons:

Preschool I,  ages 3 – 5

There are four kids in the class:

Two four-year-old girls and two three-year-old boys.

Colum is not the youngest,

But he is the smallest.

So when one of the girls said,

“Look, Mommy. That’s the boy I was telling you about.

The one who can’t reach the bottom and needs to stand on the table,”

I quickly chimed in,

“That’s right! You get to stand on that cool table, don’t you, Colum?”

But it isn’t enough.

When you are the smallest one in the class and have to stand on a special table,

It doesn’t matter how much your mommy sugar coats it.

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Castle Made of Bounce

DAILY SNACK

I have got to get me one of these.

My little ninja turtle

Could bounce all day.

Do you think it’ll fit on the back deck?

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Blow on This

DAILY SNACK

Cough, cough.

Moan, groan. HONK!

That’s my husband.

Colum is willfully refusing to put on any article of clothing,

Irene is clinging to me with every fiber of her snot-smeared little body

And I have no idea how I am going to prepare and serve three meals plus snacks today.

Never mind any other household chores that need doing.

Never mind any sort of stimulating activity for the children.

Never mind my looming deadline

And assorted other projects I’d like to get started on.

Never mind my sanity.

There’s always next week.