I was just catching up on a friend's blog... Holly's Blog.
She posted a link to this hilarious alphabet series... sort of like the Gashlycrumb Tinies but less dark. I had to share. Check it out here.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
The Nightmare Before Christmas
It's no joke... Christmas is upon us. The lights are up ALL over the neighbourhood (including our house at the request of my son). Everything is in full swing. This also means the kids are counting down the days and wondering why it's not tomorrow. They're looking at, or in Sam's case sleeping with toy fliers & making their numerous toy requests. Juliet, although very enthusiastic about what toys she wants Santa to bring, is a little afraid of which Santa will be coming.
My kids LOVE Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas and have seen it a hundred times. However, due to that love Juliet is now afraid that Jack Santa Claus is coming and is going to bring her bad toys... like this lovely severed head. I keep re-assuring her that it's not Jack who will be coming but the REAL Santa Claus.. but she still questions it.
Lovely... as I'm sitting here writing this post my son just came to me and asked...
"Mommy is Jack going to come to our house for Christmas?"
Here we go again...
Lovely... as I'm sitting here writing this post my son just came to me and asked...
"Mommy is Jack going to come to our house for Christmas?"
Here we go again...
conversations with a 3 year old...
I'm really going to have to watch what music I play in the car with Juliet. She REALLY listens to the lyrics. Yesterday was Katy Perry.
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance, until we die
You and I, will be young forever
"Why is she going to die mommy?" Of course that's the line she chooses to question...
"She's not going to die Juliet she's just singing" I say.
To which Juliet replies.. "If she dies she won't sing anymore"
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance, until we die
You and I, will be young forever
"Why is she going to die mommy?" Of course that's the line she chooses to question...
"She's not going to die Juliet she's just singing" I say.
To which Juliet replies.. "If she dies she won't sing anymore"
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Nightmare On My Street.
So I was gracefully having a nightmare last night, which isn't unusual nor unwelcomed. Nightmares are rather thrilling you know.
It was something paranormal. I don't remember the details very well but I was in a house, it was dark, and there was definitely some ghostly aspect to whatever was going on. I remember that any time I wanted to scream in the dream I couldn't... sort of like when you want to run away in a dream but your legs are like weights. I kept trying to scream but couldn't.
Eventually I walked into a room a saw a little girl lying on the floor on her side. there was something strange about this... like there were details about the room that were different because of the paranormal activity or there was something there that shouldn't have been. Anyway I walked over to the girl and when I rolled her over I obviously saw something I didn't want to see because I tried to scream again. It was very difficult to do but I managed to shriek something out and before I knew it I woke myself up screaming! I SCREAMED IN MY SLEEP!! It was sooo cool!! I woke up screaming but I didn't sit up. I lay there and wondered... did I just scream? My husband hadn't moved yet so I thought maybe I just dreamt I screamed. Seconds later my husband rolled over shinning the light of his iphone at me with WIDE OPEN eyes...
"What the $%*! is wrong with you?!" he says.
"Did i just scream?" I say.
"I don't know what the hell you did but I thought you were having a seizure..." he says.
Now I am not epileptic... but my husband was in the past and our daughter has had 2 diabetic seizures in her sleep (I'm not diabetic either) so it was the first thing that popped into his head when I started shrieking in my sleep... can you imagine?? He must have been thinking... oh shit, not her too. So funny. I laughed so hard I cried.
Have you ever had a nightmare like that?
It was something paranormal. I don't remember the details very well but I was in a house, it was dark, and there was definitely some ghostly aspect to whatever was going on. I remember that any time I wanted to scream in the dream I couldn't... sort of like when you want to run away in a dream but your legs are like weights. I kept trying to scream but couldn't.
Eventually I walked into a room a saw a little girl lying on the floor on her side. there was something strange about this... like there were details about the room that were different because of the paranormal activity or there was something there that shouldn't have been. Anyway I walked over to the girl and when I rolled her over I obviously saw something I didn't want to see because I tried to scream again. It was very difficult to do but I managed to shriek something out and before I knew it I woke myself up screaming! I SCREAMED IN MY SLEEP!! It was sooo cool!! I woke up screaming but I didn't sit up. I lay there and wondered... did I just scream? My husband hadn't moved yet so I thought maybe I just dreamt I screamed. Seconds later my husband rolled over shinning the light of his iphone at me with WIDE OPEN eyes...
"What the $%*! is wrong with you?!" he says.
"Did i just scream?" I say.
"I don't know what the hell you did but I thought you were having a seizure..." he says.
Now I am not epileptic... but my husband was in the past and our daughter has had 2 diabetic seizures in her sleep (I'm not diabetic either) so it was the first thing that popped into his head when I started shrieking in my sleep... can you imagine?? He must have been thinking... oh shit, not her too. So funny. I laughed so hard I cried.
Have you ever had a nightmare like that?
Friday, November 5, 2010
conversations with a 3 year old...
So we're on our way to daycare this morning and that Adam Lambert song comes on..
Hey, slow it down whataya want from me
Whataya want from me
Yeah I’m afraid whataya want from me
Whataya want from me
Juliet asks... "What is he afraid of mommy?"
"I don't know" I reply.
"Maybe ghosts and the dark" she says.
Hey, slow it down whataya want from me
Whataya want from me
Yeah I’m afraid whataya want from me
Whataya want from me
Juliet asks... "What is he afraid of mommy?"
"I don't know" I reply.
"Maybe ghosts and the dark" she says.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Another Julietism...
Juliet let one slip this morning... so funny I had to post it.
"Papa... qu'est ce que happening?"
Love that girl.
"Papa... qu'est ce que happening?"
Love that girl.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Mao's Last Dancer
I went to the movies by myself tonight. Film Brockville (a non-profit group that screens Canadian and international independent films) screened Mao's Last Dancer. I sat in a theatre full of people 20+ years older than me. I sat in between 2 complete strangers. I ate a kids combo. I cried at the end of the film. Tonight I went naked.
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