Monday, March 29, 2010
So one of the advantages of owning my own video store is that I get the DVD's the weekend before they are released. So guess what I watched this weekend? You got it! Sherlock Holmes.
You may recall my complainer post I am Purist about how they've changed Sherlock Holmes. Well I've watched it and have to say that despite all the changes to Sherlock's character I really enjoyed it.
My biggest complaint? I wish I had seen it in the theatres. Those big action movies are just not the same at home. My husband stops the movie continuously over a two hour period because he "hears" mysterious noises. This is how we get to watch movies. Most of the time I'm glad for a pee break or tea break which leads in to a pee break... but when the movie has a lot of action/suspense it really breaks the moment for me.
So my poor husband had to listen to a few of my comments about how Sherlock was more dignified etc. It was nice that they brought in a variety of names and characters that any one who has read the books will recognize. Although they completely destroy poor Irene Adler's character, reputation wise. However, I will not spoil it by telling you too much. All I will say that while I was skeptical at first about the tone of the story line, thinking it wasn't quite right for Sherlock Holmes, I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. It was also nice too that they didn't just fall back on one of the stories from the books and redo those. This was fresh. Lord Blackwood played his part very well.
For those of you who haven't seen it yet, Sherlock Holmes is being released on DVD this coming Tuesday.
Guess what we're watching tonight? Alvin & The Chipmunks #2. I can't wait for that one. We've all been looking forward to it for some time. That too is being released on DVD tomorrow.
This was not a paid or sponsored review in any way. Completely out of my own little head and inclination to do so.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Okay, so we're not exactly great parents in teaching our children skills. My excuse? We are just way too busy. K works days, I've worked nights. Beyond weekends when there seems to always be something else to do or we can't leave the one that wants to do it but is still a wee bit too young for it etc out.
Am I just way too protective? I don't know. The 5 year old down the block? She is able to rollerblade out her driveway to the mailbox, about 4 houses away and half way up the street. We live at least 5 or 6 houses away from her. Would I even trust my 6 year old to use her scooter up and down the street by herself? No way. Even just sitting on the porch doesn't give me a good enough view because all our neighbours seem to have those
Oh yeah, the bike. We haven't really been able to afford to buy one. My parents were going to buy her one for her birthday last year but changed their mind in the end because they figured we didn't really have a place for her to ride it much. I was a little disappointed but it is their money.
Obviously she's grown even more this year and her old bike definitely does not fit her anymore. She's been begging to ride it and quite frankly.... we were too embarrassed to let her. Isn't that crazy? I thought, oh yeah, let her friends get a gander of her on that bike and she'd be teased like crazy. Course if they knew her mother used words like gander.. the teasing would commence immediately.
So it was with great inspiration that I decided to check out craigs list. Sure enough I found a bike online for $40.00 that's only been used twice. In reality it was as good as stated. It looked in mint condition and you could tell the tires were brand new, barely used. So we bought it. I was so relieved. It's a lot easier coming up with $40.00 than $140.00.
Of course, she had to ride it immediately so we grabbed J and O's bikes and took them over to the school. Now comes the hard part. Teaching her how to ride it. How can a kid who is over the top excited to learn to ride suddenly squeal and shriek every time she gets on it, saying she's scared, it's not safe? Her dad held the bike the whole time for her and we constantly reassured her that he wouldn't let go and yet at one point she gets off the bike in tears cause she's afraid. My husband actually was very patient with her considering. So it makes no sense to me.
But by the time we headed home she was asking me to let go, which I didn't cause I could tell she wasn't ready yet. Still, I hope this isn't too difficult. Anyone have any tips for teaching a kid to ride a bike? When I stop to think about it.. how do we learn to balance like that, how do you convey the idea to a 6 year old? I have no idea how my dad taught me. Maybe I should ask him.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
With all the scare in the media about the dangers of cold medicine, my family has fallen back on more simpler methods to help our children cope with their stuffy noses. We first started using saline solutions at the recommendation of our family doctor and have found it to work amazingly well. Much like the old salt and warm water method my grandmother used but with an easy to use sprayer. (I just to have to sniff salt water up out of a cup.. nasty).
Sound a little weird? Check out this YouTube video for a demonstration.
Disclosure: I wrote this post while participating in a blog tour campaign by Mom Central and received a Mom Central gift pack to thank me for taking the time to participate.
Friday, March 19, 2010
J is on day 4 of fevers. She didn't wake us up last night so that was a good thing. E on the other hand woke up yelling and in pain because her ear hurt. First time every for my kids to have earaches. Fortunately we had some of that polysporin ear/eye medicine from when J had an eye infection and we were able to use that on her. But still there was the pain factor and you know when you are in pain that waiting for that 1/2 hour for tylenol to kick in might as well seem like days.
It doesn't help to explain to her that crying and groaning only makes the pressure on her ears worse so I did what any good mom would do.. I read to her. I grabbed the longest book we had in her room which happened to be The Nutcracker library book she had brought home with her that day. It's amazing what the power of distraction can do. Within a few minutes she started to settle down and lay back on her pillow and while she fidgeted this way and that, pressing her blankie to her ear, she listened and gradually she got comfortable and by the time I finished the story, she was ready to turn out the lights and try to go back to sleep.
Of course, never having had to deal with an ear infection in my kids, I wasn't very prepared. So I quickly googled it before going back to bed in case I was called upon in the middle of the night to help her.
Here are a few suggestions I discovered:
1. Fill a sock with salt and warm it up in the microwave. Press to Ear.
2. Do #1 and add a small amount of vicks vapo rub and then press to ear.
3. Stick a small clove of garlic in the ear and wrap head with a towel or cloth. Leave overnight.
4. Take a small piece of onion, place in pot. Take a small amount of vicks vapo rub and put in pot with onion, when it starts to melt, syringe it and add a couple of drops to ear.
5. Take an antihistimine, opens up vessels in your sinuses etc.
The biggest tip I found overall and was supported by a doctor, was heat. That soothing heat on and around the ear was best. Also, some one mentioned that a drop or two of the vicks actually instantly takes away the pain.
What I learned from Dr. Oz is that a drop or two of hyrogen peroxide is a great way to test if you are infected. If it starts to bubble, you have an infection. Dr. Oz does say the garlic works but they never covered on the show about the vapo rub.
So there you are. You now know what I know. Hope it helps.
As for E. She got up this morning pain free. Told me that she still felt a little pressure but other than that she was fine. We used drops again and sent her off to school.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Still I have to figure out some way of getting a urine from her into a cup. Oh joy. ;) Where is that portable potty when you need it? Oh yeah, we got rid of it cause we were done.
She was hoping to get to go to preschool today but she was up again last night with a headache and sore eyes so I don't think that's going to happen today. It was her first week to start at the new school since we moved and she was excited to go. Poor thing.
So I am a relieved mama and now can just hope that this will be the last day of it.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
She always does take sick just a little harder than the other two. After all, it was she who seemed to waste away before my eyes two winters ago. It was brought home to me just how much she had lost when the girls came out triumphantly,"Look mommy, J can fit her dress" It was sized 9 months and it even was zipped up. She was 2 1/2. Not height, mind you but width. The plump baby I had made way for this over slender toddler. Some mysterious illness plagued her and while she eventually got her energy back and started gaining weight slowly, the doctor was unsure as to what exactly had been wrong. No wonder it has always stamped that little extra worry on my heart for this particular sparrow of mine.
So while it appears that her fever has lessened and she had approached the 8 hour mark without any real elevation it was with some concern that she came to me not long ago complaining about her sore neck. It seems that it's sore all over and she still had a headache. Off to Google I went for I was positive that a fever accompanied by a sore or stiff neck was not a good thing. While the overabundance of information can alarm you if you are of a fanciful nature, I am sure many parents have been relieved by the fountain of information the internet provides. My fears were confirmed, it is not a good thing and so I called my husband to discuss the matter with him.
If you knew me well, you'd know that I am not one to run to the doctor over every little thing. More often than not the doctor, while he may confirm that you are sick, can do little because it seems 95% of the time the cause is viral and there's darn little to be done about it. I can count on two hands the number of times my mom or husband has made me run off the doctor with one or three of the kids only to find out it was, as I had suspected, nothing to worry about.
So when I told him I thought we should take J to the doctor, I got a very surprised "OH" from him.
Thank goodness we finally got ourselves on a list for a new doctor in town here. Otherwise, it would have hours long wait at the walk in clinic. As it is we have an appointment for this afternoon. So while, I try and cajole little J with whatever tempting treats I can convince her to eat and pour as much juice down her as I can, today is not the day to force the water is healthier mantra, and hope that it's all really nothing.
I am sure it is.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
I never was a big fan of socks. I always preferred going barefoot spring and summer and sandals are like my favourite shoes of all time. Only it seems as I have gotten older, my feet are colder and I now need to wear socks more. One more of those signs of aging things you never realized would happen.
But that's not why I hate socks. No. It's my sock wearing hating children that have pushed me to edge. From the overflowing mismatched sock basket that sits atop my dryer to the countless socks that can be found strewn throughout the house.
There is the basic routine. You get them dressed, you put their socks on. Ten minutes later while meandering through the room, you will find said socks lying on the floor. Three kids later, I pretty much gave up forcing them to wear socks. I happen to like bare feet myself after all. Then my MIL would come sit and I'd hear comments about boy your feet must be cold, the floors are cold etc. Like I'm sort of bad momma that won't let my kids wear socks. Literally the minute I'm out the door they'd be putting socks onto the kids feet. Ummm are you from a different planet? They won't keep the socks on. To them that's okay. In their world they will make them keep their socks on. Yup, just nag and nag and nag. Don't you just love it when someone tells you... "well just make them behave." Yeah, like it's that easy. Well, in my world I have other things to do like feed them, clean the house, do the laundry. I'm not the babysitter. I don't get to just sit and play with the kids making sure their socks stay on.
Still that's not even the most annoying part of the sock battle. No it's when you're about to go out the door when you suddenly find O isn't wearing his socks that you literally just put on him and if you hadn't taken five minutes out to brush your hair or something, you might have succeeded in getting his shoes on first. Then it's the, "where did you put your socks" routine as you madly race through the house looking for his socks because he's some sort of Houdini making things disappear only to give up and grab a new pair of socks cause we gotta go.
Or maybe it could be the random places where you find those socks. The toy box. Under the cushion. In the bathroom. Under the couch, the bed, the table, chair.
I have single socks in my basket that I haven't paired up for years. I don't dare to get rid of them because I just know when I do, its mate will suddenly pop up to mock me.
score: Socks 42 Mom 0
Monday, March 8, 2010
We were woken up by a crying O who apparently had already been up and scrapping with E. He climbed into our bed while I distracted him from his tears by squealing from his cold feet and hands. Why the kids always so cold when they climb into our bed? Pretty soon we were hiding under the covers from the tickle monster and even though it was mom who was doing the tickling he was out of his sniffles pretty fast. The kids had messed with my alarm clock last night so that I had no idea what time it was, only it was light out so I figured it was at least after 8. Nope. Not even 7 am yet. So here I am on the first day of spring break up before 7 because you know that as soon as they realize that you're semi conscious, they immediately start demanding food. Know what happens when you get up that early?
The kids start getting on your nerves because they have nothing better to do than fight with one another.... because they are still tired from getting up too early.
Your heart does a little sink cause you know that you have to
put upreferee this all day because there is no school.
You manage to have an argument with your husband before it's even 8:00 a.m.
You eat your breakfast so early that you're starving by 9:00 a.m. cause today was the start of a new diet plan.
You get your house work done extra early so you are sitting at 9:30 a.m. thinking... what's next?
Friday, March 5, 2010
The only other hitch is that although we've given them the landlord's info, they have not gotten in contact with him yet. They came in to sign the purchase agreement with us on Wednesday and to give a deposit. Apparently they have given notice to their employers and to their landlord and even were going to view an apartment in our fair city later that afternoon.
During all this our neighbour shows up, which he likes to do every time these people stop by, and casually asks them if they'd talked to the landlord yet and expressed his surprise when he found out they hadn't since everything was up in the air about the building etc. WTF? Seriously, I think this guy wants to completely sabotage this sale. Up to this point, we didn't know that they hadn't called the landlord yet. Of course, we had to basically explain that there are rumours of Tim Horton's coming here and it being developed etc but we've never been told anything by the Landlord about it. Which is 100% true. He has never once called us. We just hear rumours.
So our only worry is once they talk to him and find out that he really is as laid back as we had said which basically translates into doing repairs and not into signing ... it may all fall apart. We've tried to be as up front as we can without cutting our own feet off.
You see, our landlord would like to sell this building. We didn't talk about that with the buyers. There is a huge "for sale, for lease and build to suit" sign on the front lawn. You cannot miss it. They did not ask us about it. We told them we don't have a lease nor do any of the rest the people in the plaza, we're not sure if he will sign a lease or not, he's never told us. Not twenty minutes after we tell them this, our neighbour comes in to tell us that he talked to the landlord last weekend and the landlord said no leases will be given. Well, wouldn't that have been nice to know when we had our chat with the landlord that afternoon.
Plus our landlord has been saying he's selling the land, tearing down the building, building a whole new development with spots for us for 6 years. SIX. Further, we have it on good authority from the previous owner that he'd been spinning the same yarn to her for countless years before that. But we didn't want to tell them all this. We figured it'd be easier to keep it simple and just let the landlord tell them whatever he was going to tell them without any interference from us. Last thing we want to do is badmouth, even mildly, the landlord and have them tell him what we said. ONLY they didn't call the landlord yet.
So what do we do? Wait and see, I guess. Obviously if they are totally spooked by the landlord and decide not to invest their hard earned money into a business housed in a building that is going to eventually be torn down, then we will let them out of the contract.
Only if this deal is going to go south, I'd like to know sooner than later. Still, I'm keeping my hopes up on this one. They really seem enthusiastic about taking over the business. Two months is going to be a long wait!
I just hope they won't come back to us and think that we weren't being honest with them about the whole landlord thing.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
So instead of whining, I thought I'd mention a few positive things that happened.
Our realtor dropped by the other night with a book about the new area we moved into. One of those books full of photos and descriptions of all the gorgeous places to go and see. Inside the book was a gift certificate to a really nice restaurant in town for $75.00. What a blessing that is. Fancy dinners out are definitely not part of our budget at the moment.
We got a card from our mortgage broker yesterday thanking us for our business and enclosing a $20.00 Tim Horton's gift card. Well, that's nice too. K and I will be able to get ourselves a little treat now and then. If you're just buying coffee and a donut, $20.00 actually goes a long way.
When we went to get our new cat on the weekend, my mom ended up paying the $100.00 adoption fee. I didn't see her do it or know the story behind it but K later told me that when he went to pay he saw my dad motioning to my mom to pay, so she did. This after taking the whole family out for lunch. Gotta love my parents.So what unexpected blessings have come into your life?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
So it was with some dismay when I learned that E's teacher wanted to put her in the early reading program, a program to help her with her reading. Yes, it's great that she's getting extra help but anything that separates you from the rest of the class is to be singled out. Not always a good thing. Plus I didn't think she was doing that badly with her reading although I have no idea how her peers are doing. Still, I agreed.
Then she was assessed for her speech. She mixes up her pronouns quite badly and still has some problems with enunciation. Her other school thought she'd eventually get out of it as she has perfect understanding of the correct way to say things. However, this school has now assessed her and told me that it's bad habits and it will never go away unless we work on correcting it. That she is unable or uninterested in learning the names of her teachers and classmates. That she appears to have no interest in playing with others. Well, snap. Here I thought she was doing so well.
I have to admit I struggle with E. I want her to be well liked and have friends. I live in great fear of her being bullied, mainly I guess because it's so prevalent in schools these days and also because my nephew was bullied for years at his school. It is to that end that I work with her on personal grooming habits and try to instill in her the reasons why we take the time to learn people's names. Good manners, etc. It's a balance because I want to teach her without making her feel she's not measuring up.
And then I feel guilty because I never corrected her speech before this. I loved her E'isms and thought it was cute and figured well.. she'll grow out of it soon enough so why correct her. As for mixing up her pronouns, she is always in such a rush to talk and get what it is in her head out that I didn't worry about it. After all who likes to be corrected in the middle of a story?
While I'd love E to do well academically, I may well have to accept that she may struggle in these areas while she will excel in things like performing, singing and dancing. She is a vibrant and probably a more creative personality. Still, I think it's early days yet. After all, did I not just find an old report card of mine wherein it says "Zeemaid, is having difficulty with her sounds" and here I am a voracious reader and writer extraordinaire. *wink*
Still I think they need to cut her a little slack. Not only has she just moved here but she now has two teachers, one with a name that I have trouble pronouncing and 18 new classmates with which to learn their names. E has a tendency to focus more on the people themselves than what their names are. For her it's all about what they are interested in and if they want to play. So I think she tends to overlook and possibly not really pay attention when someone tells her their name. As for her morning teacher, while the teacher may have had years to get used to saying her name, it can be a tongue twister for 6 year olds. And she does have friends. She can name at least three kids that she plays with at break time. If she doesn't play with them in class then it's because they are not interested in what she's doing. E likes play time and likes building and creating things. If the other kids want to do something different, well she will stick with what she's doing.
It's hard for a mom to know her kid is struggling even just a little bit and it's hard to know that making friends isn't always easy for them. She is a vibrant, caring and fun kid. It was hard hearing that a bigger kid came up and pushed her from behind, knocking her over while running away laughing. Even harder still to hear that the big kid ran to the duty first and told them that she had pushed E because E had smacked her in the face. Which, E didn't do. E doesn't even know this kid and I know my child, she never would have smacked anyone in the face. That's just not her personality. So it's frustrating to know there isn't much I can do about it. E doesn't want us to interfere at school. She's embarrassed, as if somehow it's all her fault when things aren't going right. Did I make her feel that way? Would a new toy help her---and me---feel better? I can't help but wonder.
These are just some of the reason why we decided to get a cat now instead of later. We really felt E needed a "pick me up" after a few rough days at school and we had promised that once we moved we'd get one.
I told my mom what was going on and my mom said "You're taking it too seriously."
I think she just might be right. Mothers usually are.
Monday, March 1, 2010
You see we got a 4 or 5 month old kitten on Saturday. Sounds simple right? We thought so to.
I knew E was excited. We had been promising her that we'd get a cat for a while now and with her a few down days at school, I thought she could use a pick me up. I wasn't prepared for her highs and lows as we went on a search for a cat. Kittens seem to be rare these days.
The first store we went to only had breed cats. A Bengal which was $488 and adorable siameses kitties which were over $800. Ouch. Where the regular house cats?
Of course while she understood, she was excessively disappointed and badgered us for the next two days while we searched. We wanted a kitten that would grow being used to our kids. We figured it was a better way to make sure the adjustment went well.
We finally found a rescue cat through the Kitty Cat Pals Society. They were great because they knew their cats and were able to help us get a good match.
So we get or sweet new kitty home who is now dubbed Jingles short for Jinglebells. We kept it low key for the first day, limiting the kid's contact to allow the kitty to get used to us and our home.
The 2nd day is when all hell broke loose. We get up to O deciding to serenade the kitty by blowing long and loud into a toy recorder, effectively trapping the poor kitten in his litter box. Poor thing. Or when the kitty hides out in his carrier O has to pick it up and shake. Then E gets in her mother protective role and yells at the kids every time they so much as move in it's direction. To the poor cat being subjected to tug of war.
I had to work all day so it was poor hubby who had to resolve the cat fights (pun intended) all day. He was so frazzled by dinner I think that little vein in his forehead was about to pop. No matter what we say to E, she seems to think this cat is just hers. While I would to give them each one, it's just not feasible.
So I have to say I am more than just a little relieved to find myself at the dentist with E for half the day. Hopefully the novelty will wear off by tomorrow.
Well I can hope.
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