Hello New Day!

OK, I'm out of my funk. A few days of the poor me's was enough. Get a grip lady...just because your three-year-old doesn't want to use the potty, you do not need to curl up in a ball and cry. I am actually OK with Easton not being ready for potty training but I am going to be honest, I am pretty sad that I have to come up with a plan B for preschool. Which subsequently means I will be losing the 2 mornings a week I would have had to myself. Selfish, I know.

Last night I had dinner with a dear friend of mine. We have been friends since age 2. It is one of those friendships that has weathered time and change and is mostly effortless. We always seem to pick up right where we left off. So, it was the perfect remedy for me!


Me and my friend Pamela at what was probably my 6th or 7th birthday party.
Same ladies plus 20+ years.

woe is me

Have you ever had one of those weeks….the kind that could not end soon enough. I’m having it. Most of its contents are uninteresting and trivial but for some reason it seems painful and unending. Please Father Time, hurry up with the weekend for I do not like this feeling of defeat.


My first no-picture post because I’m not really sure what would be suitable. Me pouting on the couch feeling sorry for myself?

Cheeseball Detox

We jetted off to the cottage last Wednesday and spent Easton's birthday and the weekend enjoying time up north. One thing the kids love about our trips up there is that we do lots of snacking. Rarely is there a set meal time. By the time Sunday arrives and we are back home, there is always a major junk food detox going on. There was a bad storm/tornado a week before we came that did a lot of tree damage, luckily no structural damage.

Much of Sean's time on the boat is spent jumping off.

Sean built the kids a really cool fort that got knocked down in the storm. here's the new and improved rebuild.

Easton spent some serious time fishing on his birthday. He caught several fish and much to his dismay, a snapping turtle. When he he reeled it in he had this look of disgust and said, "I was supposed to catch a fish!"

A highlight of the trip was a visit from my friend Stacey and her girls, Nora and Clara. The kids had so much fun together and Stacey and I enjoyed catching up.

A long day of playing and zero nap, made for one tired boy.

After swimming and boating all day the kids rallied with a second wind and spent the evening fishing.