Looks like little man Quinn will be receiving his second visit from the never tiring Tooth Fairy tonight. Yes, he has in fact lost his second tooth. Now there is a big gap in the bottom row right smack dab in the front of his mouth. Two in a row. He’s still as cute as ever! A picture will come soon!
Poppy will have to pass his old nick-name for Jordy down to Quinn. I can hear him now… “Gid’day Picket Fence, how are ya now?”
**Update:
As promised, photographic proof of the event:
Courtney and I have just been enlightened lately on Cael’s view of women.
For starters, he is convinced that women don’t work. Obviously I’m not leaving him every morning and saying, “Bye honey, see you after work”, like he hears from Court, but it certainly isn’t what we are trying to teach. This became apparent when Cindy dropped over after work. Cael couldn’t wrap his wee head around Cindy having a job. He laughed and giggled at/with her thinking she was totally playing with him. Then he dismissed her, completely satisfied with his own conclusion that she must have just come from Robbi’s work. We’ve been working on that, but I think it will take a while.
Another Cael-ism is that he is convinced that women are not grown ups. Does this directly reflect my maturity level? I’m hoping not. Actually, it finally came out that women are not grown ups, because we can’t grow a beard. Funny how they think eh?
Well, my plan going forward is to work on this women’s right to work thing here at home, but I think I may leave the whole women never grow up thing alone. I’m willing to be forever young in his eyes.
Perhaps this is what they mean when they say, “Kids keep you young”. Amen to that!
Well I’m ashamed to say that I will often hear my sweet children say things that I PROMISE myself not to forget, and yet the rub is that if you have sweet (and small) children, you will most certainly forget no matter what you do. They have a real knack for distracting you from retaining anything in your short term memory. I lose too many gems from my memory in a day, and I’d give anything to be able to bottle it all, or at least retain it long enough to blog about it. Ah, I digress.
Today however, there was a little gem that I DID manage to remember. It gave me a warm fuzzy that will no doubt linger long after today. We were on our way to the library in the van when Quinn and I had the following conversation:
Q- Mom,
Me- Yes Quinn
Q- Are our hearts God’s night lights?
Me- Wow, what a neat thing to say. Did you learn that at school?
Q- No.
Me-Did you hear someone say that?
Q- No. I just thought it up in my head.
Me-Well that is really awesome. What made you think of that?
Q- Well, at school in English class we sing this song every morning and it says “with glowing hearts, we see thee rise” and so I thought it meant that our hearts were God’s night lights
Me (Stunned) – Well Quinn, I think you are onto something there, and I completely agree with you that our hearts ARE in FACT God’s night lights.
There’s patriotism through a child’s eyes for you.
On that note, it is late and I bid you all a peaceful sleep. May God’s night lights cast upon you the warm fuzzy they will now forever give me.
Good Night,
Nik
So here I am getting a police check done for the preschool. Good.
– so our son can go to preschool, and I can do duty at the school.
So here I am getting birth certificates for all our kids. Good.
– so we have them and can get the universal and child tax benefit… late I know, but I’m on it now.
So here I am downloading forms for the universal and Child Tax Benefit and filling them out. Good.
– so when I get the birth certificates I can send it all in.
So then I’m called re: police check about a name discrepancy. Am I Daniels, or Vallentyne? Oh GREAT!
– so they need a marriage certificate to prove that I am both those people
So here I am filing for a Marriage Certificate on line. Good.
– so I can prove who I am
– so our son can go to preschool.
So here I am downloading an application for a name change so that WHEN I GET MY MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE, I CAN GET MY MY NAME CHANGED SO THE NEXT TIME I NEED A POLICE CHECK COMPLETED I’LL HAVE THAT DONE!!!! AHHHHHHH!
Could I possibly do more filing with ONTARIO LATELY!?!?!?!?
-3 birth certificates, comin’ up
-3 kids qualifying for the Child Tax Benefit comin’ up
-2 kids qualifying for the universal child tax benefit comin’ up
-1 application for a certificate of marriage please
-1 application for a name change please so that when I finally take myself out from all this government filing, they’ll know who I am and Court can painlessly file for the DEATH CERTIFICATE!
Now I know it is my own fault for not doing all of this sooner, but c’mon… how can anyone get away with fraud with all this cross referencing. Man!
I shouldn’t be writing a post at this point in time probably, seeing as the news that hit me at the bus stop today is a little too fresh to write anything with an objective tone.
Today had the promise of innocence and fun. I put our kids on their bus and off to school they went. No one had a worry in their heads. I was at the bus stop with Cael on my hip to pick up Quinn and my neighbour says, “So what do you think about the commotion at the school this week?” Oblivious to what was going on, I asked what she was talking about. As it turns out a grade six boy made the threat of bringing a gun into the school to kill all the girls that wore glasses in his class.
The story I heard was that someone broke up with him and this was going to be the payback. I also heard that one of our neighbours’ kids was third on this person’s list. If that doesn’t make you instantly ill and leave you with a permanent knot in your stomach I don’t know what would. Needless to say the second we got in the door from the bus we had a very long, tight hug.
The school had actually sent home a note lumped in with the newsletter yesterday assuring parents the threats were being taken seriously and there was police involvement along with threat response teams working the situation. I saw the newsletter, ripped the calendar of events off the back and set the rest of the letter down on my couch side table to read when I had time. Somehow the library funding, and little Susie’s big break to the public speaking finals that I assumed would be in there wasn’t demanding my time. I’ll be paying much closer and immediate attention from now on, this I can assure you.
Thankfully I had a cooking class planned for the boys and I this afternoon and we had some Cinnamon Crackle Cookies to take our mind off of things, at least for a little while anyway.
I know it has been said a million times before but I’ll say it again…
What is this world coming to?
Even though Cael has no idea his 3rd birthday was on Sunday, I still feel the need to say, “HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!!” publicly. Little man had a little bit of a celebration during New Year’s Day dinner at Nanny & Poppy’s house. It was really cute and will tide him over until the home party this weekend. We had the Herrick annual family reunion land on his birthday yesterday so we decided that while he was still too young to know any better, we’d save the home party for this coming Saturday.
So, the boys and I just came back from Bulk Barn (love that place) with a cake mix and some special icing to make Cael’s “Frosty The Snowman” cake. Ironically enough, in the cartoon, when Frosty wakes up he says, “Happy Birthday!!!” Perfect! We’ll see if I can make this thing actually look like my target of the 1969 cartoon we all know and love, or a snowbank. That will be tonight’s task, and then hide it in the freezer until Saturday.
God help me though, I’m pretty sure there is another dollar store trip in my future this week for some party favours and balloons, etc. Keep your fingers crossed that the Kanata Fire Department isn’t called in for another false alarm!