Twin birthday (No Comments)

twins one year old

 

 

 

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My twins turned 11 last Monday.

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Gone are the days of shared birthday parties.  Oh no!  They can’t bear to have a party at the same time, how embarrassing!

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Sabrina’s friends came over on Saturday and first we made individual pizzas and then they went to the decorated basement to build gingerbread houses.  It was very fun! And messy!  And sugary!

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Gregory skulked around, hanging out with me in the kitchen while the girls were downstairs and disappearing into the living room when they came upstairs. He didn’t speak to any of the girls, all of whom he knows well as they are in his class. I found this strange.

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They didn’t.

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I didn’t let anyone go upstairs. Bedrooms were off limits for the party.  My twins share a bedroom and neither one cares to have the others friends look at the stuff or God forbid, sit on their bed!  One time Sabrina’s friend exclaimed, ‘you share a room with Gregory?  Gross!’

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Ahh kids!  In just a few more years we likely won’t be able to keep them apart when their friends are over (if their older siblings are any indication).  Gross!

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Daughter Love (No Comments)

I have written about my teenaged daughter  many times, I believe, calling her a ghost on more than one occasion. She was very ghost like, turning on lights, slamming doors, floating around and not talking to anyone.  But now, she has changed.

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My baby girl has come back to me.  She likes us again!  She isn’t yelling at me anymore!  She is laughing and smiling and no, I am 100% certain that she is not on drugs!  Yay us!  I feel like we have been reunited after 3 years of hormone hell and it feels good!

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The only problem is, now she is looking up universities to attend next year.  And they are all far enough away that she won’t be able to continue to live at home.  This makes me sad.

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I just got her back!!  I don’t want her to leave me again!

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Why do they have to grow up?  I wish she was 3 years old again with curly red ringlets framing her face, wearing overalls and hurling forks across Pizza Hut with the arm of a professional baseball player…I would find it funny if we went back in time to relive it, I really would.  Pinky promise.

Sweet dreams, honey! (No Comments)

Last night, my kids got to bed late because we were out at a basketball game.  I kept calling to my 10 year olds to stop talking and to get into bed but they kept fooling around so I had to go upstairs to let them have it.  I instructed them to stay in their beds and to stop fighting.  They still share a room and aren’t happy about it so bedtimes can be challenging.

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Then I went into my bathroom to get myself ready for bed.  Again, I heard  them fighting.

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I stormed back into their dark room.  They were in their beds, thick duvets piled on top of them.  I couldn’t see their faces.

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“Gregory! If you keep bugging your sister I am going to move your bed down to the basement!” I said sharply.

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There was utter silence.  Gregory is terrified of the basement, even in the daytime.  The threat hung in the room like a bomb waiting to go off.

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I asked if he would like that.  In a trembling voice, he said, “no”.

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“Good!” I replied.  “Don’t test me!…..’k…g’night!  love you guys!”

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Ahhh there is nothing like a little traumatizing of the children to help me get to sleep at night…but guess what?  He didn’t talk again so the guilt was worth it.

Anything to drive a G-Wagon (No Comments)

My 16 year old daughter Paulina, likes to talk about what she can do to strike it rich. She has a lot of interesting ideas about how she can make that happen. None of them are very likely to happen but she can dream just the same.

Tonight, 15 year old Jeremy had a brilliant idea to contribute to the conversation during one of Paulina’s get rich quick brainstorming sessions.
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He suggested that his sister create a ‘tape’ just like the one that Kim Kardashian made that got her famous. I mean, look how easy that was!
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Paulina agreed that this would certainly do it. Since she kind of idolizes the Kardashians she said she was all for it. If it worked for Kim, why wouldn’t it work for her!?
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Aww! So sweet to have my kids talking about their future aspirations and giving each other advice! It really warms my heart!  I am so proud! Really!

Mommy time out… (No Comments)

Sometimes I regret my decision to become a mother.

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Like tonight for example.  Hubby, Jeremy and I were out this evening at an award ceremony as Jeremy was on the honour roll at school.  We  came home and chatted with the rest of the peeps and then I turned my attention to my messy kitchen.  I hadn’t been home in almost three hours and it was a disaster.  The first thing I noticed as  I started to sort through the sink was a plastic cup with peanut butter stuck all over inside it.

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Because I had no intention of cleaning that, I asked who put peanut butter in a cup.  EVERYONE denied doing it.  EVERYONE.

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Someone blamed a friend who had been over earlier today, but I knew it wasn’t him.  Poor Luke.

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So. Unless we have a ghost in our house who likes peanut butter, someone is a liar.

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And no one would fess up.  They were all laughing and accusing each other.  I didnt find it funny.   So I dropped the cup on the table and yelled at them and stomped upstairs to my room. I may have sworn at them too.

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Mommy needed a time out. Badly.