Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Happiness

Vanessa sent me this link to a video about happiness.
I clicked on the link, saw the video was 12 minutes long and didn't watch it.
If I had 12 minutes to do something for myself, it wasn't going to be spent watching a video on happiness. It would be spent doing something that would bring actual happiness to me... like going for a 12 minute snowshoe or getting a 12 minute foot massage!

Then a few weeks later, in a bout of unhappiness I thought: why can't I just live in the moment, why can't I just be happy!

And then I remembered that video.
Remembered I didn't go for that 12 minute happiness inducing snowshoe or get that 12 minute happiness inducing foot massage.
So why not watch a 12 minute video on happiness instead?!

So I did.
The speaker was kind of comical and at the very end he had a few suggestions on how to change your outlook on life to be a happy one.

Here is the list, for those of you who are opting out and going for the 12 minute snowshoe instead!
(Although it was funny and had some interesting points; like how everything is always brought down to the average... the middle line... the group where most people settle or fit!)

Creating lasting positive change!
For 21 days do the following each day:
1. Write 3 (new) things that you are grateful for
2. Journal about a positive experience
3.Exercise
4. Meditate (I googled meditation for beginners and found sitting alone and focusing on having a clear mind for only 1 or 2 minutes counts!)
5. Random acts of kindness

So I am doing it! Well, started doing it, then missed 2 days. Then tried to talk Clayton into doing it with me to help me stay on track. Found out Clayton already feels happy enough. Felt jealous! Decided to cut myself some slack. Started again for 2 days. Forgot again.
But I am doing this... if it takes me until the end of 2016!

Internal happiness here I come! :)





Monday, November 30, 2015

Sneaking it in just under the wire!

A second post in November that is!
I have basically just avoided my blog this month. Usually, if not posting, I am at least checking in randomly to read any new comments there might be. But not this month, I just wasn't in the mood for blogging or posting or checking my blog to see how long it had been since my last post!
But then tonight... tonight I feel like writing something.

Because yesterday we were invited out to our friends for Grey Cup.
And it was the best Grey Cup party I have ever been to.

Firstly, because we didn't sit and watch football the whole time at all; we played boardgames.
And secondly, because I actually got to sit, pretty much the whole time, at the kitchen table and enjoy playing the games with the other adults.

And wait for it... wait for it... my kids were there... in the same house... with us... and AWAKE! And for the majority of the time there was NOT a child sitting on my lap grabbing at the boardgame pieces or whining for me to get them something.

IT WAS SO FREAKING ENJOYABLE I AM GOING TO LEAVE THE WORD 'FREAKING' IN THIS POST WHEN I HIT PUBLISH!

...There was one instants where Tristan told me he had to poop and then about 1/2 hour later one of the other kids asked where Tristan was and I was like 'I don't know, I've just been sitting here, at this table the whole time, utterly ENJOYING myself. No, I don't know where Tristan is!'
And then... oh poop, yes I do know where Tristan is.
And the poor guy was still sitting on the toilet, by this point crying, about the quietest cry in the world, as the bathroom was not that far from the kitchen table. It's like the kid was just trying to make me feel guilty for enjoying myself.
But it didn't work... because boy you are 4 1/2 years old, it's probably about time you started wiping your own bum! And now I am just curious... how long is he gonna sit there before he just sucks it up and takes over the toileting situation on his own?!!!...

But aside from that one small hiccup... BEST FRIENDS GET TOGETHER; WITH OUR CHILDREN THERE, I HAVE BEEN TO SINCE BIRTHING TWINS... POSSIBLY SINCE THE BIRTH OF OUR FIRST CHILD!
(Oh wait, I suppose that was a little unnecessary to write, as a friends get together before having children would have obviously not included us having children along with us.
But I am leaving it... because tonight I am loving the caps lock button.
And the ... button as well! And really it beats any get together in our pre-kid era because it almost felt like our pre-kid era but our kids were there! So that's just AMAZING.  Maybe soon we will be rounding the corner to the moment when we can look back on these first 3 years of the twins lives and say: yup, those years are just a hazy blur but we made it through! We actually made it! Right Clayton?! We are almost there... right????!!! ;)

So, thanks to the teams involved in the Grey Cup... whom ever you might have been:
BEST GREY CUP PARTY EVER!



Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Happy...

Happy Harvest!

Happy 6 year old driver! 

Happy pumpkin carving!

Happy eating!

Happy Halloween!

Happy Things!

Happy arresting officer!

Happy Mom:
When your two year old toddlers know when enough is enough!
The example:
We went to visit Great Grandma this morning and brought some donuts. Tristan's idea. Mya brought a head of broccoli. And ate that instead of a donut. Jax started with a donut until he saw Mya chowing down on some broccoli and then got in on the broccoli action.

Geez Mom, haven't you noticed we have been eating far too much candy the last few days?!
Broccoli cleanse anyone?! 

Thursday, October 29, 2015

Mexico continued...

Here are a few more pictures from Los Cabos:





The famous arch of Cabo San Lucas



This guy was a highlight for me...
the trainer got him to do some underwater tricks for us!
Too cool!

Congrats to the lovely Bride and Groom!

A wedding dance on the beach!

We rented a car and drove up to Todos Santos and El Pescadaro
to check out where Vanessa and Jeryn hang out and be beach bums.






Could this be Vanessa's shared piece of a
Mexican cactus patch? Dog included... ?!

Or maybe this?

Cerritos beach; where we went surfing and boogie boarding.


View from our room.

Goodbye Mexico!



Hello real life... and our sweet and adorable nose picking children!


Monday, October 26, 2015

Mexico!

My favourite thing about our Mexico trip:







Clayton's favourite thing:
(To clarify: His favourite thing was not looking at a horse standing on the beach, but sitting and relaxing with a beer in hand. Just had no pictures of it!)

Friday, September 25, 2015

The twins are two!!!

Happy 2nd Birthday Mya and Jax!
(This happened a few weeks ago... but they're not keeping track... yet!!!)

 Shayla and Tristan had great ideas for their cakes... a cow and a horse!
Because Jax and Mya love cows and horses!
We had just gotten back from camping and had spent the drive home listening to them shouting COW COW COW every time they saw a cow, which was a lot if times! So it seemed very appropriate!


Opening gifts on their birthday morning at the camp spot. 


 And later the quilts I made them... because now that they are two they are all grown up and do things like:

Sleep in big boy and girl beds!

And they have also taken up riding bikes!

It is fun to be two!
And in this house, two times the fun!!

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Because that comment was way too long to not utilize as an actual blog post!

The following is in response to the comments from 'When life gives you Lemons' post:

Vanessa, that gave me the giggles, just thinking about what the 'banana buying family' would have thought, if I had, after that amount of screaming just reached back and broke off a banana and shoved it in that wide open cavern, without saying a word. 

Allise, you got me thinking... That was totally me. I was always packed to the nines with food and snacks whenever I went out with Shayla and Tristan. If Clayton ever took them by himself, I'd be like 'aren't you bringing snacks' and he'd grab 2 granola bars! And I'd think... that's all you're taking... that's just wanting to get burned!!! So, one would think, with 4 kids I would really rather set myself up for more chances of success... and sometimes I do. But for those other times I don't, which seem to be more often lately, I am now wondering why. 
After giving it some thought, this is what I've come up with:
(I'll number them as trips... for no real reason other then I like making lists!)

Trip 1. They already ate it all. Those children are like a pack of wild dogs, as soon as they get in the car, the food... the more desirable food, the food I took time to prepare for this particular journey, not the mangled costco granola bars in the bottom of the diaper bag... is gone and we are only 10 minutes in to our trip. 

Trip 2. Last time they ate it in the first 10 minutes and it took me an hour to wash, cut and put that crap in to individual, easy to distribute containers (ie. containers that can be hucked to the back row of the Suburban and stay shut but yet can easily be opened by children), this time they can suck it up and eat some rock hard granola bars. That way we may actually get out of this house before noon... maybe.

Trip 3. So ya, last time they chipped away at those granola bars, sure there was some complaining... but the amount of time it took to eat those things made it well worth it. Crap, I thought there were granola bars in here, guess they all got eaten last trip. Oops!

Trip 4. Ok, I admit last time was pretty loud with the hangry crying but I couldn't even hear the complaining from the back row over the racket coming from the middle and then some gave up and some fell asleep and all was quiet. And I didn't even have to pack a bag with me! Should I dare try it again?! It means I could leave the house right now.... Ya ya I' m going for it.

A future trip...
Trip 5. Shopping. Got the 4 kids in the cart and we are gettin 'er done. 
'Excuse me, Miss, your daughter lost her shoe back there.' 
'PARDON? I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THE SCREAMING!' 
'YOUR DAUGHTER'S SHOE, here...'  
'Thanks, but don't come to close, my son has a poop in his diaper and it's a gagger.' 
'There is a change table in that washroom over there, I just used it to changed my little ones diaper.' 
'Thanks... but ya I don't have a diaper bag with me.' 
'Pardon?!' 

'Ya we just do that stuff at home, you know the eating and the changing.' 
'Oh, so you live close by?' 
'Well not real close, only about 45 minutes away.' 
'Lady! What's wrong with you?!!!!' 
'Oh sorry, I thought it was obvious... I have 4 child syndrome!'


Haha! Hopefully this is NOT actually me one day. But ya never know I guess!

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

When life gives you lemons!

Sometimes Mya comes off on this blog as having a 'very strong and loud' personality. She also comes off this way in life! And Jax gets the 'easy going guy' label.  Which is also generally true. But sometimes, even if you are the most chilled out dude, life throws you some lemons and you just aren't in the mood to make lemonade!

Believe me Jax... I hear ya!

We were at the checkout at Walmart. The shopping had went well but had taken longer than expected. It was now lunch time. The lady in front of us was buying some strawberries with her other purchases. Those juicy, delicious looking strawberries were just sitting there on the conveyor in front of us.
Jax wanted them.
I wanted him to have them.
Unfortunately, life doesn't work that way. Life likes to teach lessons to 2 year olds. And he actually seemed to have resigned himself to this life lesson; even though those yummy looking strawberries are just sitting right there in front of your nose and you are starving, you can't have them. Mom says. 

Then he noticed the bananas on the conveyor behind us. Not ours, but the next shopper waiting in line. He got his point across.
Quickly. Loudly. No relenting.
He was starving, Mom said no to the strawberries. He was having a banana.

Except he wasn't having a banana.
No sympathic Mother offered up a banana for me to purchase. Must have been one of those Mom's that like their children to learn life's lesson. You know, the kind with the well behaved, unspoilt children, who stand patiently in long line ups, quietly watching chocolate bars, gum balls and neon, noise making, remote control rocket ships buzz by their noses, as they say politely to their Mom how excited they are to get home and eat their oatmeal porridge and play with their handmade finger puppets. That or she saw the 4 kids and did the math, if I offer one, I'll have to offer 4 and then goodbye bananas! Or she was too busy on her phone to notice us and our lack of banana scenario. Oh... or maybe she just likes to see other people's children have a good ol' temper tantrum. Lord knows I do, make me feel better about my own parenting! ;)

So we continued, as best we could, with Jax screaming and kicking in my arms and then screaming and kicking on the floor as I paid for our non food purchases. All the while other random shoppers would walk by and say comments, like, having a bad day buddy, poor guy, it's rough hey bud! 

Now you would think a rational person, a Mother who's been through this a time or two... would get the hell outta dodge!
Nope not this Mama.
This Mama's brain has turned to mush.  All it was thinking was: food... we need food.  No food in car. Tim Horton's on our way out. Grab food. What... you people want soup?! We can't eat that in the car. We have to eat here?! OK, deep breath, we can do this, food will stop this relentless noise.

Food did quiet the noise maker somewhat. Although he did spend a lot of time complaining and crying for anything he didn't have or wasn't presented in the right format or what have you.

And the whole while this was going on, Miss Mya stood patiently in line and then sat at her chair, eating her grilled cheese, quietly and politely... like a perfect angel.

When life gives you lemons and you're not in the mood to make lemonade, I'm sure it's as annoying as all hell lovely to have your counterpart sit there happily sipping her hand squeezed batch!



Friday, September 4, 2015

Shayla's first day of Grade 1




Here are the pictures of Shayla's first day of Grade One!
And it is Friday today, so we made it through the first week!
And by we, I mean, I.
Grade 1 sucks. This Momma misses her baby girl.
Gone for 5 days of a 7 day week... boo!

So far Shayla is enjoying it. 
She has a great teacher, so this helps a lot!

And that's all I have to say about that!