Archive for April, 2009


 Easter Eggs

Easter Eggs

 Here they are, our Easter eggs. Wonderboy and I dyed them and Queenie assisted with the decorating. They are sprinkled with sand in random designs. They were thrilled to be decorating them. I was equally thrilled! I was so impressed with both of their ability to remain focused and on task and oh so very interested with this activity. I must confess, I had my trepidations about Queenie dabbling with this but I couldn’t resist her pleas and her pretty pointing finger (at the great stuff on the table!) and that she climbed into her high chair and waited and watched ever so patiently.  Precious beyond measure. 

Next year, I vow to dye the eggs so they remain edible. I had to explain over and over to Wonderboy that the package said we could not eat the eggs after they were dyed.  We kept the eggs in the fridge well past Easter. They both enjoyed crunching the eggs into the organics bin when we were ready to part with them. Shame really, that they went to waste. Live and learn.

May the renewal of Easter stay with you long after the day itself!

A Perfect Mother would have posted these at the appropriate time of the year…..


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It’s wonderfully rainy here today. In our house, we love rainy days. They make the house feel that much cozier. We just love and welcome the rain. Today, as I was buckling Wonderboy in his five-point harness car seat, he looked at me and asked:

Why can’t we see God?

A perfect question for a rainy day!

I explained that God is something we believe with our hearts. God is like the wind. We can’t see the wind, but we know the wind is there because it stirs the leaves or cools us off or blows our hair. We can see all those things moving, but we can’t really see the wind.

A Perfect Mother would have also quoted scripture!

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Boss Girl

Boss Girl

We  are presently being entertained by Queenie, who happens to be  in the very early stages of what I predict to be, some highly memorable moments, of her terrible twos. I certainly do believe they exist and for us, terrible twos begin at about 18 months.


She is full of fiest [sound like anyone you may know?].She is a colourful, vibrant, dramatic, challenging, appealing, zestful, precious, beautiful, amazing little girl; a true combination of her father and I.

Beofre bedtime last night Daddy brought her back into Wonderboy’s room for one last good night and after some private coaching from daddy, this is what she already knows…

Daddy: Queenie, who’s the boss?

Queenie: ME!

Well, isn’t that something?

A Perfect Mother wouldn’t be raising a bossy, spirited, full of feist little girl. A Perfect Mother would, of course, have a Perfect Daughter who obeyed.

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Precious Question

Precious Question

Somehow the moments before falling asleep are the most treasured because that is when some genuine discussions occur. Last night, for instance, our discussion about twins led to this most wonderful question.


Wonderboy: Was I in your tummy, Mommy?

Mommy: Yes, you were, but by yourself. You were not a twin.

Wonderboy: Ya, but how did I get in there?

Mommy: Daddy gave mommy a special seed which helped you grow and develop and become who you are.

Thank goodness for my Fully Alive background!

A Perfect Mother would have had even more to say about this and perhaps inserted an even bigger teachable moment about the fragility of life and the science behind it or the religious aspect of a mother and father’s love for each other.  Not me.

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A Sweet Tooth



Sugary Apple

Sugary Apple


Candy Apple

Candy Apple
















Last night at prayers before bedtime, Wonderboy thanked God for his favourite food which he quickly claimed to be SUGARY APPLES.  We laughed and realized he was more than likely referring to the one and only candy apple he ever tasted last Thanksgiving Sunday with much gratitude to my sister who thought it was ‘healthy’ and Wonderboy might enjoy it!!

Tonight at prayers before bedtime, we continued the theme of hunger and favourite foods. The ending prayer was supposed to be this: 

Tummy’s rumbling, I am hungry, Lord God, please give me food to eat.

Instead Wonderboy said:

Tummy’s rumbling, I am hungry, Lord God, please give me  [and he 

quickly interjected] SUGARY APPLES to eat! Amen.

I burst out with uncontrollable laughter.

A Perfect Mother would have never laughed out so loudly. Or perhaps an even more Perfect Mother would be making candy apples from scratch!

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One of the highlights of my afternoons at home with Wonderboy and Queenie is our little snack time everyday. Today we enjoyed a glass of organic chocolate milk–so rich and creamy and thick and yummy! We also enjoyed some bunny crackers.

We snack anywhere between 3 and 4 p.m. and we have been known to snack in various places (i.e., kitchen floor, couch[rare], kitchen table, hallway, entryway). It’s certainly a tradition the children love and enjoy. Wonderboy and I quite often sit and enjoy caffe latte, which is a small amount of coffee mixed with a much larger mount of milk and sweetened with a smidgen of sugar. I think it’s a very European thing to do. In Italy this late afternoon snack is called merenda. The name itself, and the way it slides off your tongue even sounds delicious, don’t you think?

A Perfect Mother would always have a snack but probably without introducing her 3.5 year old to caffeine. An even more Perfect Mother would make the snack fresh from scratch!

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