Girls Night

I kicked James out.

... just for the night, of course. He needed to take a night off and just have a moment to enjoy with old friends.

So it's just me and the girls tonight.

It started off quiet and calm.

And then Tessie noticed her dad was gone ...

Bedtime!

Another Innapropriate Laughter Moment

I should know by now that when the kids are quiet, there's some major disaster about to occur.
There is one of those automatic air fresheners - you know one of those battery powered ones that spray every 30 minutes or so - in the toyroom downstairs. It is hung on the wall high enough to touch the ceiling. I can't even reach it without a step stool.
Buuuutttt ... if one little scheming 3 year old were to place the heavy four foot slide by the wall ...
Let's just say Ethan came running up the stairs screaming in some foriegn baby language. He jumped into my arms crying and wailing something along the lines of "ALL BETTERRRR!!!! OUCHIE!!!" and "POOOOOOOR ETHAN!!! POOOOR ETHAN!!!". And when I asked him to tell me what happened - "POOR ETHAN EYE!!! EYEEEEEE!!!!!!".
And from this I deduced that the air freshener got him directly in his curious little eyes. I was wondering why he smell so citrusy fresh! Poor poor Ethan.
The canister said to flush thouroughly if it got into eyes.
I tried.
It was hard.
I mean pinning down a distraught 3 year old and pouring water into his tearful irritated eyes and then trying to put some eyedrops into them WHILE laughing really hard everytime he cried "Poor Ethan!!!" is not an easy task. Especially when my confused little Tessa, who is now parakeeting everything she hears, is slapping at me for causing her brother so much unhappiness and repeating "Poo Etan!! Poo Etan!!".
Aaaaahhhhhh ...
He's calmly napping now. It only took lots of hugs and reassurance that the Air Freshener Monster was all gone - and 3 bottles of chocolate milk ...

My Hatred For a Certain Stuffed Animal

This is Ethan with his beloved "BeeBee Bloo".

This nasty decrepid bear has been best friend since he was able to grasp it in his chubby baby hands.

Baby Blue has lost his satin bowtie. Ethan used to suck on it until the nastiness got to me and I chopped the moldy thing off. There were many arguments between mother and son over this decision. Ethan has since forgiven me and still lugs around this ugly vile creature like a secuirty blanket. It's with him in his bed, at the dining room table for supper, outside in the yard, and if I'm looking or if I'm not quick enough, it goes into the bathtub with him. He loves this thing soooo much he even asks for band aids when it gets "hurt".

I suppose I should be grateful. Tessie's "security blanket" is sticking her finger up her nose ...

What A Nice Day!

The weather is in the 70's today and not a cloud in the sky!

After having a hectic summer with the move and the new baby ... and being humongous ... I feel like I've missed my favourite season. No shorts and tanks - just tent dresses and unflattering maternity clothes. It's still too chilly for my tropical taste but atleast I don't feel the need to hibernate or curl up on the couch with 50 blankets.

James is even getting some yard work done. It needs a lot of work. Hopefully it will be ready to sod by early spring. It's just a giant dirt pile right now. I'll need more yard space by Spring. there will be 3 little Foley's tearing it apart by summer time and to save my sanity, I'll need to be able to kick them out of the house and make them play out side.

Tylar is adjusting well. She's a treat to have around. She blocks out all the noise and sleeps most of the day. Ethan and Tessie fight all day long (just part of life I guess) and when they don't, it's usually because they're doing something they're not supposed to be doing. Like dousing the toyroom with baby powder (three times now) or ripping apart books - BTW if any books are being bought for Christmas, please make sure they're the cardboard kind. They still get destroyed but atleast they take a little longer to mangle.

I love days like today - the house is clean, the yard is being taken care of, and BEST OF ALL - all three children are napping at the same time!

Fall Fun

Ethan and Tessie came home late this morning from a sleepover at Grandma and Papa's house. Tessie went straight in for a nap. She was more than a little cranky. My bumblebee needs her beauty sleep. But Ethan was all wired to spend this beautiful day outside while his dad did yard work. At first it was the leaves. Who knew a pile of crusty dead leaves could be so much fun?



Then we rolled around on the driveway talking to ladybugs.



When the bugs wouldn't talk back, Ethan progressed to playing with his shadow.



Then back to the pile of leaves.



We were a little concerned that Ethan wouldn't have much fun without the regular neighbourhood kids when we moved last month but, as you can see, Ethan can find fun just about anywhere.

This is Me Today

My name is Tylar.
I am 34 days old.
Mom waited for me for a looooong time even though, technically, I was born 5 days early. Mom says that elephants have shorter gestation periods than mine.

I like to eat a lot. I was the smallest out of my siblings at birth (only 6lbs 13oz) but I'm gaining fast. My eyes are a curious blue (Mom is still waiting for them to change soon), my nose is perfect and pointy (like Daddy's), and my hair is insanely out of control.

I like to be cuddled and talked to. Mom thinks I always look very serious because I furrow my eyebrows all the time but I smile whenever Dad sings to me. I like my bathtime. I love shopping. I'm quiet and content and can sleep through anything - including my brother and sister fighting, screaming, and jumping off the walls.
I am good baby.

Drama, Drama, Drama

"How is Tessa adjusting to the new baby?"

I get asked this all the time.

For the most part my busy little bumblebee Tessie, for lack of better words, couldn't care either which way about her little sister. Compared to Ethan , who cannot seem to be more than a foot or two away from "his" Tylar at all times, there really isn't much interaction between the sisters.

Most days Tylar is ignored all together. Other few and far between days Tessie will generously allow a quick burst of affection towards the baby.

Then there's the days when she's just not in the mood ...

Or days when having a little sister sucks ...

And days when it's just plain devastating.