A blog full of memories
Yesterday, everybody went to the store to get dinner–even Ludo. We were both exhausted and just wanted to pick up a pizza or something easy. As we walked in, there was smoked salmon on sale. We llllooovvvveee smoked salmon. We put it in the basket. We went around the store picking up some chocolates for …
Jman’s nose has been running it seems since September. Occasionally, we get a few days when it is not running. But then he goes to crèche again and brings home another virus or two. Every time Ludo wipes it, he tells Jman: “Ton nez coquin! C’est embettant, non?” “Your naughty nose! It’s tiresome, eh? (I …
We are driving along in the car (going to a friend’s for the morning) and I have Pink’s latest cd playing. At the end of the second song (Blow Me (One Last Kiss)), Jman shouts: “Bravo” and claps his hands! I was playing it a bit loudly. It is kind of a catchy tune. I …
Tonight, after Jman finished his dinner, he got down from his chair and walked over to the wine fridge. “Vin. Maman. Vin.” He demanded. “Wine. Mummy. Wine.” We laughed and told him he couldn’t have any wine. Wine isn’t for little boys. I turned back to the stove and finished dishing out Ludo’s and my …
Ever since my 41st birthday a few weeks ago, I look in the mirror every morning and ask myself: “Could you be taking better care of your skin?” I am not one to buy a whole lot of make up and skin care products. I usually just use a gentle liquid soap (in Canada and …
I made the J-man gnocchi for dinner tonight. I just boiled a bit of water and slid them in. I waited for them to cook in the water for one minute (according to the package instructions) then I strained them and added sauce. I don’t know if it is a sense of spring but he …
I sit at the dining table spooning fruit purée and cereal into Mikey’s mouth. He always looks for something to do while I am trying to feed him. He grabbed a wet wipe in each hand and started buffing the table (in a seven-month-old-kind-of-way). “Wax on. Wax off.” I laughed at my own joke. I …
My life is changed by becoming a mother (and not just in those stereotypical ways: baby talk, talking about poo–although I try only to talk to Ludo about that–having no time to myself (not even five minutes for a bath), going more than a bit crazy day changing diaper after diaper, more…). But, I actually …
Hello everybody. This is the first time since Mikey was born that I have even thought of updating my blog (7 months, three days). Although, I have been thinking lately that I certainly miss it. Maybe I just need to make it bit more of a priority as you all know I really enjoy writing. …