The little gardener

Our mornings are simple. We walk Claire to school (1 mile), Bailey comes along as well. We go for a run (Dyaln in the stroller, Bailey pulls us). We come home and water the plants, weed and tidy up the garden. I love the routine. Dylan loves to help. My heart is like this big lump in my chest always ready to overflow with love for this little boy. He has my heart, he has my soul. Corny...yes. Sweet, loveable and certified heart tugging. He loves to smell the rosemary and the lavender. He has to look at every flower, touch all the rocks, and run up and down the path. He calls the squirels "kitty!", chipmonks too! All things cute and furry are "kitty!" Everything is wonderful when this little guy is around. He is like prozac. I am so blessed. Dylan there are so many little things you so that touch me. I love you little man.

Happy birthday Claire

Some cute little girl turned 10 on Sunday! How can I stop her from growing up? Last night when I called in from work she announced that she was wearing her red dress because she felt like twirling around the house in something pretty! Her little comments are priceless and I want to keep her in my pocket forever.

We lost a hamster Taco 2 weeks ago. She escaped. We looked EVERYWHERE! After 2 weeks I gave up and started sniffing/smelling for any....remains? I am compulsive and
all I can say thank God the hamster appeared after her extended vacation, because my sniffing is annoying, and no one would blame Chris for leaving. She (the hamster) is rested and 2 cats and 1 big goofy dog are not the wiser.

Something in common.

I think I need a blanket to suck on as well. The kids are back in school, Em is in grade 7, and CLaire in grade 5. They are keeping me so busy, between work and Dylan and all the other hohum crap (like dinner, diapers, painting, cooking and cleaning) I feel like sleeping. Dylan still is not making it through the night, and I am a zombie in the morning. I swear I might let him play with glass and shrapnel, as long as he is quiet in the morning.


We went to see Burn After Reading last night. Anyone else catch this movie? Quite strange. Parts of it were hilarious, and the other parts were weak.

Oh Dylan has a new word to add to eyes, ears, nose and mouth...PENIS! Yes, clear as a bell sounds like peeeen uss! Fantastic! Soon Bailey will start to say it, not that I encourage bad behavior, but we really crack up.