This song keeps runningÂ through my head afterÂ what went downÂ this weekend.
Geli has been asking and asking and begging and pleading for a while now to be allowed to babysit her siblings, but there isn’t a chance in hell of Jeremy being allowed to stay home without adult supervision…….and……honestly up until Sunday afternoon, I’d not even entertained the thoughtÂ of Geli and Xan being at home by themselves.
Jon and I decided in Sunday afternoon to pop out and get a coffee with the two boys, and left the girls under penalty of death to not answer the door or the phone unless it was Jon’s cell number on the call display screen.
We had a nice coffee and then stopped in at a store, and then headed home when I got a call from my sister asking where we were when would we be home from shopping…..?
Hmmmmm, how did she know….well the girls had told her…..apparently our “Don’t answer the phone EVER unless it’s Dad.“, translated into “Oh, butÂ if you’re curious ’cause the person calls twice in a row, and it says unknown caller, and you’re really wanting to figure out who it is, and it must be important ’cause they called twice!” then you could answer that one……I guess we still have a few kinks to work out.
Any how, that’s not the point of the story.Â We made it home and the girls had done fabulously, and only created a giant freaking teeny tiny bit of a mess with blankets and popcorn in the TV room.Â We had a chat about how “DON’T ANSWER THE PHONE!”Â meant “SERIOUSLY, DON’T ANSWER THE FREAKIN’PHONE ‘CAUSE THERE ARE NO GUARANTEES THAT IT WILL BE YOUR AUNT!”
Moving on, ’cause that still is not what I’m trying and failing to get at.Â At the end of it all, it comes out that our children WANT to be latch key kids.Â With the sheer number of latch key kids running around this world, our children are severly cheesed that they don’t get to have a key and come home alone to an empty house.Â
It’s funny how you always want what you don’t have.Â Our children have a home where both parents are home ALL THE TIME!Â and all they can think about is how cool it would be if we were gone when they got home.
Of all the problems in life to have, this is one that I’m thrilled about.Â Not that they don’t want us around, but that they have the good fortune of having us both around.Â I’m not so thrilled that they don’t appreciate what they’ve got, but I am happy that they don’t have to deal with not having either of their parents around after school.Â It must be so hard for both the parent and the child to not be able to be there for the after school time.Â I can’t imagine and fortunately, right now I don’t have to.
When we were growing up, we lived in North Vancouver.Â My Dad and his brothers were born and raised there, and married and had kids of thier own.Â My mom had moved to North Van (at some point, but she’s not here and so I don’t know exactly when, but my mom and dad were teenagers together, so….I have no idea where I’m going with this…moving on).
So, we as family grew up together, and most of all of my aunts and uncles had kids, and we had the pleasure of growing up together…..we all lived fairly close together when we were very young, and often slept over at each others house.
It was hard when different ones moved out of North Vancouver, and we weren’t this tight little family unit living on top of each other.Â It was especially weird when I started having kids, and there weren’t a bunch of other cousins running around to play with and grow up with.
My cousin and his wife had a little boy just shortly after J was born, and only recently have they two boys really hit it off.Â It’s nice to see how well they play together, and just recently, we had Ben sleep over at our house.Â The boys laughed and played and chattered and giggled until super late at night, but NOT ONCE did they ever quarrel, and only once did they have a fight.Â
It wasn’t a real fight – well, it was a real fight, but it was a boy fight, and not an angry fight.Â They were playing and then wrestling, and then started fighting….one thing led to another, and then we were dealing with a bloody nose.Â Nice!Â That’s when we figured that “wrestling” wasn’t such a good idea, and moved onto a movie.
It did bring back serious memories of my own childhood, and my two brothers “playing
Â with my two cousins, Darryl and Matt.Â They had their fair share of cuts and scrapes and bloody incidences…..and I wonder how my parents and my aunt and uncle handled it.
Here is the fight in all it’s glory…..I love the power swinging arm motions, and the stomach punches, and the groin kicks.Â If you watch carefully, you can see the last few hits that result inÂ Ben’s bloody nose.Â
Just a warning, it’s blurry – Blame the Camera Man (Jon)!
Day # 5, what can I say about Day number five.Â Â Â Actually, what can I not say about that day.Â It was absolutely crammed packed to the limit, and I almost don’t know where to start.
The beginning is probably the best place, isn’t it?
We got up early, and left the house around 8am headed into North Vancouver.Â We were going to have breakfast with Great Grandpa and Aunty Ruth and Aunty Hope at the Eighties Restaurant.Â
A little background history for ya’ll….My parents started going to the Eighties Restaurant back in 1981 when Debbie was born.Â My dad took us kids there when Mom was in the hospital and had just given birth toÂ my sister Debbie.Â So, we’ve been going to this restaurant for quite a few years.Â I was onlyÂ 6 years old, and Dad fed me split pea soup.Â Â I barfed it all over the green vinyl booth, and have never eaten split pea soup since then.
Back to Wednesday morning…….we made it into North Van. in record time.Â I don’t know what was up with traffic, but there was none.Â Yah for summer time!Â We got to see Grandpa and my two Great Aunt’s, and it was the first time that they got to see and hold Josiah for the first time (outside of pictures on here).Â
Another weird tidbit of info……I’ve taken all 4 of my kids to Eighties shortly after they’ve been born, to visit and meet family.Â It’s almost a tradition of sorts.
It was so nice to see my grandfather and Aunt’s, but also it was sad, ’cause my Grandma wasn’t there.Â I thought about how she would have loved to have seen Josiah.Â I have pictures of her with Geli, Xan and Jeremy, but not Josiah……too sad!Â I tell myself that it’s okay ’cause she’s holding the babies that I never got to, and loving them until I get there.
Josiah was a little stinker (literally), and pooped almost as soon as Aunty Hope got to hold him.Â This kid is a champion pooper, and we have gone through SO MANY diapers.Â I’d say that it’s not even funny, but at this point, it’s gone beyond being not funny, and way passed over into being halarious.Â I kid you not, the kid can go through 20 diapers a day.Â He’s a pooping machine.Â I think that his system might finally be starting to regulate because Jon’s changed him twice now, and there was only pee in the diaper.Â I know that’s relly not exciting to anyone but us, but to us……..it’s a MAJOR EVENT!
Anyway, we had a really nice breakfast other than totally messing up the waitress by ordering 4 of the same breakfasts with just slight variations, and for some reason…asking for “no toast” really threw her off.Â And then I ate Grandpa’s meal ’cause they switched ours by accident…..oh well!Â It all worked out in the end, and no one ended up hungry.
I love this picture, and it’s neat that you can really see my Grandpa’s two different colored eyes.Â There’s nothing wrong with them; they are just two different colors.Â Neat, eh?
Here we have the oldest and the youngest men in the family.Â Actually, Everyone says that Josiah looks just like Jeremy did, and even I have to agree that there is a strong resmeblance.Â They have the same nose, and………I’ve always wondered where Jeremy’s nose comes from.Â I like to be able to see the different family members coming through in the different children, but I’ve never really been able to figure out where Jeremy’s nose came from. It’s not weird or anything, but it’s just not the same as my nose or as Jon’s.
Jon took some pics of Grandpa and Jeremy, and I think the mystery is solved.Â Jeremy has Grandpa Kennedy’s nose.Â See for yourself.
After Breakfast, we headed into Vancouver to do a fly-by drop-in on Uncle Chris.Â We weren’t planning on staying for a loooong visit, just long enough for him to be happy when we left.Â We can cause quite the commotion wherever we go.Â The girls and Uncle Chris played a few games of Dung Beetle…..don’t know what that is????Â You’ll have to go in and visit Chris to find out.Â He’s a champion Dung Beetle player, and is ruthless.Â He won every game that they played, but it’s still fun!
After the card game, Josiah had a quick cuddle with Uncle Chris.
He loves to cuddle.Â (Josiah, that is.)
We stayed for about 45 minutes, and then left to go to down to Granville Island.Â
Chris had been hooked up to the IV all day at this point.Â Normally, he gets about an hour around lunch time, but because of the way the nurse hung the meds, he didn’t end up getting his lunch time break……..
So, hopefully we were a bit of a diversion from staring at his four walls.Â Fabulous walls that they are….it can get a bit much to spend ALL DAY EVERY DAY cooped up inside your room.
He’s definately feeling and looking better.Â It’s nice to see him getting more mobile and recovering more and more every time we go in.
Then we headed on down to Granville Island.Â The kids had been waiting for quite a few days to go here.Â We parked, and hit a small playground first, to let the kids burn off a bit of steam.
Jon was sitting on the other end of the teeter totter in this pic, and would let it bump onto the ground, and Jeremy would laugh and laugh and laugh…until he had enough, and then it wasn’t fun anymore.
This was the smallest park ever.Â It had 3 teeter totters and 3 swings, but it was in the shade, and had a bench and so I could nurse Josiah, which is what I spent most of the day doing.
I HATE “snack” nursing, but I was trying so hard to just go with the flow, and enjoy the day, regardless of the fact that Josiah wasn’t getting a FULL feed, and as a result wanted to eat every 5 minutes.
After the park we headed out to see what we could find.Â We window shopped quite a bit`at all the little artist studios.Â There is some really cool stuff down there.Â We made it over to the Public Market where we had promised the kids that we’d check out the weird, different, and unique fruits and try them out.
Â Once we got inside, the first thing we saw was the fish……always exciting.
YUCK!Â But so much fun for little boys!
We picked out 6 different fruits to try, and not one of them was disgusting……so obviously we did not try that Indonesian fruit that smells like poo….what’s it called??? Oh yah!Â Durian or something like that…..YUCK!
We took a bunck of pictures, and I was really proud that all 3 kids tried every single piece of fruit regardless of how strange it looked.
This one was all hairy on the outside, and I forget the name of it, but it was kind of like a Lychee.Â It was a bit like a grape looking thing on the inside, and was kinda sweet tasting.Â Everyone liked it in spite of the hair.
The absolute highlight of the Granville Island trip was going to Kid’s Zone.Â
The kids had been asking since we got there if we could go over to the Kid’s Zone, and we used it to hang over their heads every time they bickered or acted up.Â Finally we made it over there, and I was getting tired, but we wandered in and out of EVERY. SINGLE. STINKIN’. STORE. IN. THE. WHOLE. FREAKIN’ PLACE.
And we had a good time….gash darn it!
I think that the best part, was that Great Grandpa had given each of the kids $5.00 and they could spend it on whatever they wanted.
Â It was 5:30pm when we finally wrapped up at the Kid’s Zone, and the kids would have loved to stay, but I was wanting to get home by 9pm, and if we were going to finish up our day the way I had planned then we needed to get a move on.
We wandered back to the van, and headed out into the lovely world of 5:30pm DOWNTOWN Vancouver Traffic.
Â It had been so long since either Jon or I had been tooling around Vancouver in traffic that we forgot all about it.Â It took us a lot longer to head on down to English Bay than we had planned, but after some sweet manuvering on Jon’s part, and some serious eye cringing, passenger side braking, and arm rest clutching, and only one yelling match with a Handy Dart Bus Driver (Nice Jon!Â Really Nice!Â Way to set an example for the kids.)
We made it to the Beach.
The kids were so excited.Â It’s been a LOOOOOONG time since we’ve been to a beach.
We hadn’t planned on going to the beach when we set out in the morning, as so weren’t dressed for the beach, and had no spare clothes to change into.
Apparently, that doesn’t matter if your 6.Â It took him all of about 2 minutes from the time we hit the sand until he was soaked all the way up to his shoulders.Â The girls were sure he was going to get in trouble, and were shocked when I said that I didn’t care if they got wet, it would just mean going home naked and cold.Â That wasn’t much a deterrant, and as soon as dinner was done, they went swimming as well.
Here is another shot of how our time with Josiah is spent.
If I’m not nursing him, then odds are that we’re changing a diaper.Â Gotta get a few shots that show our REAL life at this exact moment.
Diapers, Boobs and Sore Backs from cuddling a sleeping baby.Â This is truely the life.
The funniest part of the evening was when Jon got back from getting the fish and chips.Â He had even purchased an extra piece of fish so that he and I could have 2 piecesÂ for……3 freaking dollars.Â What a joke!
He put the box of fish and the box of chips down on the log that we were sitting on, and then walked away to take a picture of the kids dow by the water.
I was nursing the baby (what’s new) and about 6 seagulls came over and one actually stole a piece of fish right out of the box.Â It was only a foot and a half away from me, and I was hollering at the stupid thing.Â But it was too late.Â He had managed to drag it out of the box and into the sand.Â One piece down, but thankfully all 6 birds hadn’t converged on us and taken everything.Â It was pretty funny especially when Jon told me that he had to buy that one extra piece over and above the other meals that he had bought.Â
Those seagulls are too cheeky!
We had a great day, and although I was tired at the end of it, to hear the 3 kids talk all the way home about how much fun they had….was worth it…almost!
Wow!Â It’s been almost a week since I posted anything…..okay…maybe not a week, but it’s been 5 days, and that’s a week’s worth of work.Â Any way, we are officially on VACATION right now.
It’s Fabulous *snort*…..yah!Â A vacation at home with 3 bigs kids, and one newborn, and a husband who is still trying to catch up onÂ a back log of work in his “down time”, and a messy house, and activites scheduled and then having to be “arranged” around a nursing baby’s schedule, and a screaming baby when we are on the road and it’s feeding time, and that’s just the tip of the fun we’ve been having…….OH THE JOYS!
As I mentioned last time, we decided NOT to go on vacation up to Vasseaux Lake, and instead we would stay home where we had all the gear, and didn’t have to pack anything up, and then just spend money on random bits of fun here locally.Â
On Friday night, We invited friends of ours over and we had aÂ birthday party for one of our friends.Â
Yah!Â It was the first time that I’d had anything at our house, and well…..it went pretty well, but things took a little onger than I had expected.Â EVERYTHING takes longer with a newborn around.Â
We even had a surprise guest from Labanon.Â Jon’s brother was in town, and came out for the party.Â
It was nice to see him, and for him to be able to see Josiah for the first time.Â They only just left, so it was a nice surprise to see him again soo soon.Â
It was a fun night for all, until the babies started to go beyond what they could handle, and everything was shut down, and we all parted ways to put the children to bed.Â
Do they really even realize what power they hold at such a young age?
On Saturday, we “showed up at our cabin for the week” and would you believe it????…….the last people to use the place had left it a mess…..can you believe it?Â So we had to spend our first day at the “vacation cabin” cleaning up.Â That was Saturday….ALL DAY! because they fussed for the entire day about “HAVING” to clean up, and it took ALL FREAKIN’ DAY to get the house cleaned.Â Talk about frustrating…..Â We did go out to a nie Greek Food restauraant with Denver and Debbie, but I forgot my camera.Â Lucky for us, Debbie had hers, so as soon as she sends the pics to me (HINT, HINT) I can post those.
Sunday we got up and we thought about going to church, and then quickly dismissed that idea ’cause it would have meant that we needed to rush, and I really wasn’t into rushing.Â I’m feeling the lack of sleep these days.Â It’s not too bad, and I’m really not complaining, ’cause this little angel child only wakes at 2am and 5am (like I’ve mentioned before) and mostly just eats and falls right back to sleep unless he gets a air bubble that he won’t let go of.Â He really likes to hold onto his burps.Â It reallyÂ takes an act of God to get him to burp.Â
Any way, we went into Vancouver to see Chris, and then we were going to go to Granville Island and check out the market and see if we could find any “weird, cool, unique and unfamiliar fruits” that we could try out for fun.Â We might not send our kids with a dollar to the candy store at Granville Island, but we will take them there and search out weird fruits…..hey, if you say it with enough excitement in your voice – you can make just about anything sound fun.
We stayed with Chris for a long time, and had a REALLY GOOD TIME, but by the time we were done, we couldn’t go to Granville Island.Â It was too late – maybe another day.Â Instead we took the kids to Red Robins, and they were wonderful little angels.Â Which was a miracle, as they’ve been a bit wild recently.
We had to stop at the Farm Market to pick up some fruits and veggies on our way home, and Jon took the kids into the Market while I sat in the car and nursed Josiah.Â Josiah was still going strong when they were finished, and so they played in the gravel parking lot.Â Who knew that a gravel parking lot could be so much fun.Â See how sad they are to be leaving…what a bunch of goofs.
On Monday, Jon worked in the moring while the kids tore the house apart, and I tried to sleep (Sooooooo tired – I know……I’m a whiner, I have it sooooo easy)Â Then we all pack up and went to the Matinee for Ratatouille.Â The kids loved it, and it was actually a really cute movie.Â We had to go into Langley to see see the movie ’cause that was the ONLY place close that was still playing the movie.Â After the movie was over we went and visitedÂ my Dad at his office, and then went shopping for a few baby things.
We ended up picking up backpacks and school shoes for the kids, so they were happy.
That brings us to today.Â We had a bunch of stuff planned.Â Little things that required little to no money.Â We were going to hit the Library, and let the kids take 5 dollars eachÂ and spend it atÂ the Dollar Store, go to all 3 parks at Mill Lake, and finish up shopping for school supplies. (I just have a few things left to pick up).Â
A friend of ours called us this morning, and adjusted those plans for us.Â YAH!
Jason is down from Prince George, and got to see and hold Josiah.
I’m posting this picture to drive Lise mad with envy, and then maybe she’ll move back…..or maybe she’s still holding out hope that we’ll move up there.
Anyway, Love ya girl, and miss ya tons.Â
It was so nice to see Jason, and we talked and talked and talked, and still didn’t get to say everything that we’ve have liked to.Â We could talk forever.Â
We really miss these guys.Â They are AMAZING people, and we are worse off because they’ve moved so blinking far away.
Â Movin’ on before I start thinking about it too much and cry…..
We did get out and pick up a bunch of school supplies, but I’m still looking for a few specific things.Â Jon did take the kids to ONE of the parks at Mill Lake, but aside from an amazing visit, our day was pretty much shot.
Here is a cute picture of our little demon angel.
Here he is at one week old.
and Here’s Two Weeks
And we Absolutely LOVE this Lion King shot….love the arms and legs.Â
They’re so long and scrawny.
Alrighty, I have so much more, but the little man is calling, and so I must go.
I have about 2 weeks left to go.Â I remember being about 2 weeks into this pregnancy, and thinking thatÂ I’d be so blessed if I could make it another 2 weeks, let alone to the very end.Â I’m very excited to be here.
I had another Non-Stress Test today, and our little one’s heart rate was a bit higher than normal, but he was also freaking out in there, and so they just figured thatjust like us adults – when we move around alot our heart rate goes up, that because he was so active that his heart rate was up.
They monitored me for about twice as long as they have before, and then said that all was good, and that I could go.
It was a bit insane on the Maternity Ward today, as two ladies had just come in ready to deliver…….and so things were hopping.
They had been complaining this morning that things were so slow…..and someone said that this was payback for them complaining.
I only hope that it’s slow when it’ s my turn.
Well, if it was possible to walk a baby out, it would have happened last night.Â We (all of us, Jon and the kids) walked for over an hour, and I was very proud of the kids, ’cause they only started to whine in the last ten minutes or so……
I keep waking up about 4:30am, and then staying awake for an hour or two.Â This morning was more of the same…it’s frustrating when I know that I’m tired, or at least I will be, and I wish that I was sleeping when the kids were sleeping, ’cause when they get up – it’s difficult to stay sleeping ’cause they get into things.Â
Oh, and a FABULOUS story to tell.Â I had this great idea that Jon could give the kids a hammer and nails, and some wood, and string, and they could make some sort of fort/tent creation out in the front yard.Â I figured it would occupy them for a bit, and give them something to do other than watching TV…they haven’t fully remembered how to just “play”…..it doesn’t help that I’ve been tired, and haven’t felt like fighting with them, and sometimes it’s just easier to let the “babysitter” keep their attention.
We sent them out to “create” and they did prety good for a while.Â They came in, and then after a bit I had to leave for my NST at the hospital.Â The kids had tied the ropes to the car, and so Jon and I undid them.Â When I went to back up, it felt like I had run over something.Â I pulled forward and asked Jon to check.Â NOPE!Â Nothing there.Â I started to drive back again, and he yelled for me to stop.Â
The kids had placed a nail under the tire, poking up into it, and they wanted to see if it would poke into the tire when someone drove away.Â
Yah!Â Nice, eh?
So, I didn’t want to get to the hospital, and find out that the tires had gone flat, and then be stuck there so we loaded the kids into the van, and Jon was going to drop me off at the Hospital and then go and see if he could either get the tire patched or if he needed to get new ones.
While on the way to the hospital, the kids informed us that they had actually stuck nails under both of the back tires.Â Sweet!Â
So, long story short………or at least shorter……….we have brand news tires on the back of our van, and are $350 poorer.Â What a day!Â What fabulous, creative, inquisitive children we have…….gotta love ’em.Â At least they keep things interesting around here.Â