Friday, October 28, 2011

Good Neighbours

I am incredibly thankful that I have been blessed with good neighbours!

Growing up in my parents' home, we didn't always have the best neighbours.  We actually had several sets of neighbours over the years.  None of whom with which we were particularly close.

I'm a grateful that as an adult with my own home, I have been blessed with wonderful neighbours.  In fact, I don't know what I would do without my neighbours sometimes.

When Mr. Twingle is out of town, they are MORE than happy to help out with the kids.  Each week, M. pops over at 8:10 so I can put Boo & Pickle to bed instead of keeping them up in order to pick Pretty up from Brownies.  This is a life saver as Pickle doesn't do well when she's over tired.

M. and I often share a cup of tea when I get home and talk about our days.  Despite the 30 year age difference, I know I have a friend in this wonderful human being!  She won't take payment of any kind for her generosity and so I often bake goodies for her and her husband, J.  They tell me it's not necessary and I don't have to do it; but, they never say no to the muffins, pies and cakes I take over.

Thank you M. & J. for your friendship and generous spirit.  You have no idea how much it means to me.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Teaching Kids to Clean Up After Themselves

If anyone has any tips or tricks, I'm all ears.

I don't understand how the twins, at seven years old, cannot figure out that they need to put things away when they're done with them...and not haphazardly either.

Their playroom is in our basement.  It's unfinished and rarely used and so I don't have to look at the mess every day.  I KNOW that this is part of the reason it ends up looking like a bomb went off; but, why?

When Mr. Twingle or I clean it, everything has its place.  Barbies go in one bin, cars in another and so on.  Why do they feel it necessary to dump out every. single. bin each time they play?

Just two days ago, they were asked to clean it up.  Because it was so bad, I just wanted it cleaned and told them I didn't care where the toys went as long as they were put away.  Little did I know, that they would take this to mean dirty dishes and video tapes, not in cases, could randomly be tossed in heaping piles on the bottom shelves.

Am I being ridiculous thinking that if I organize things for them that it will make it easier to clean up when they're done?  Should I just let it go and say "kids will be kids"?

I just don't know what to do anymore.  It's become a constant battle; one, I'm tired of waging.  I don't want to get angry over this anymore.  They don't take care of anything and so when they ask for things like a Nintendo DS, I flat out tell them NO and explain that until they learn to take care of their belongings they are not getting anything that needs to be treated with care and respect.

I don't want to be one of these moms that does everything for their kids.  I want them to learn to do things for themselves.  I've tried reward charts and allowances...none of it seems to work.

Sigh...

Monday, October 24, 2011

Monday Musings

Gosh, it's been more than a week since my last entry, sorry :(

I have to say, this cold is still kicking my ass.  We're going on three weeks and every time I think I'm starting to feel better; it comes back with a vengeance.

It doesn't help that the past two weeks have been crazy busy.  Never mind that we are up at the crack of stupid every morning to get the twins off to school.

The weekend of Pickle's birthday was super busy.  The Friday night I was giving a Holiday Card Class to the ladies of momstown Hamilton.  It went really well and I think they all learned a lot.
Saturday was the crazies of days though.  It started bright and early with Boo who had to participate in Apple Day; an annual tradition that Scouts do to raise money.  We got there at 9am and were given our apples and a location.  At 10, Pretty had a Brownie hike, so I had to grab the three kids, load them back up in the van, take Pretty there only to learn that the hike was cancelled.  So back to finish selling apples.  We finished up at noon and went home to rest before Pretty had to be at a birthday party.  Needless to say I was pooped.  Then on Sunday, my parents came down to hang out with Pickle on her actual birthday.  It was a relatively quiet day at home.

This past weekend was just as busy.  I was out all day on Saturday for a stamping event and yesterday, my Guide unit was at Sears selling cookies.  Of course, Mr. Twingle has been away for all of this so more times than not, I bring all three kids with me which can be a challenge in and of itself.

I'm looking forward to a quiet week before another busy weekend.  Boo has Beaveree on Saturday and Sunday, I'm going to my parents to celebrate my mom's 60th birthday!

Sigh...it's no wonder I can't shake this cold.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Birthday Wishes to the Pickle

What a bitter sweet day.  My baby turns two.  I can't believe it...two!  Where has the time gone?  It seems like just yesterday Mr. Twingle and I found out we were expecting, again; and calling up the doctor for an ultrasound head count.  
I'm not really sure what we would have done if it had been twins again.


After a relatively smooth pregnancy with some minor blood pressure concerns, my scheduled c-section was booked for October 22.  However, on the 14th my blood pressure skyrocketed and the doctor decided that it was better to deliver her at 37 weeks, 5 days, than put us both at risk.  So at 9:30am on October 16, weighing 7lbs 6oz, my little Pickle was born.




The past two years have gone by in a blur.  Pickle is such an easy-going little person.  She makes me laugh every day with her little personality.


We have been totally blessed to have her in our lives and I wish my littlest girl, the happiest of birthdays.


Love you, Pickle xoxo.






Friday, October 14, 2011

Five Question Friday - October 14, 2011

TGIF!  Even though it's been a short week for us Canadians with the Thanksgiving Holiday last Monday, I'm glad the weekend is here.

I hope you all had a fabulous week and will pop by to say hi again sometime.

In the meantime, it's time for Five Question Friday!  When you're done here, go visit My Little Life to say hi.  Don't forget to link up your own FQF answers.


1.  Do you prefer your ice cream in a bowl or a cone?
Honestly, it depends on the day.  At home, a bowl works just fine.  Although, it does mean one more dish that I have to wash.
But if we're out on a hot summer day, it's got to be an ice cream cone!

2.  What three things do you love the smell of?
All of mine are food related, is that wrong?
First, I love the smell of mulled apple cider.  There's nothing better than the aromas of apples, cinnamon, cloves and allspice, wafting through the house.
Second, turkey.  A turkey roasting in the oven...YUM.
Last, fresh baked bread.

3.  Giftcards or no? (In regards to gift giving...)
It depends on the person.  While gift cards can seem impersonal to close family members; to a teacher or one of the twins' classmates, I don't see anything wrong with it.

4.  What sports did you play in high school, if any, and do you still play them?
I didn't play any sports in high school; but, I did play softball for several years before high school.  I haven't played though since I broke my arm when I was 13.

5.  Were you in a band in high school?  What instrument did you play?
Yes!  I was in the concert band, wind ensemble, Honour Band and even jazz ensemble.  My main instrument is a B-flat clarinet.  I also played the alto-sax for jazz ensemble and a school talent show once.  I still play to this day, though not formally.  I pick it up now and then at home and hope to someday get back into it.

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So, that's it for me!  Don't forget to link up and share your 5QF answers.  Have a great weekend!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Wedded Bliss

Yesterday, Mr. Twingle and I celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary.  Unfortunately, he had to work so we weren't together.  But an abundance of calls and texts throughout the day made it special in its own way.

It seems like only yesterday when I realized that this guy, that I'd known forever and always thought kinda goofy, was actually really sweet and even kinda cute.  We dated for six and a half years before getting engaged on Christmas Eve 2002.

Our Thanksgiving Sunday 2003 wedding was beautiful.  The weather was perfect after some early morning rain and the colours were at their peak.  A more enchanting setting, we couldn't have asked for, when I married my best friend.  The man who makes me laugh everyday; inspires me to be a better person and is a wonderful father to our three kids.

I love you, Mr. Twingle
xoxo

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Wordless Wednesday - Paint with Water

FarmRich Winners

First off, my apologies for the VERY late drawing for the winners of our FarmRich giveaway.  Between being sick and everyday life, I got busy and forgot.

However, I'm ready now and have used Random.Org to draw both of our winners.

Drum roll please....

Our first winner is : mama said...
oh my the jalapeno peppers...forget the kids!!!!

Mama, you didn't leave me an email address, so if you see this post, please contact me before the end of the week to claim your prize.

Winner number two is: 

Tamra said...

I joined your site via GFC.
Tamra, I've tweeted you with instructions.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

So Sick

Why is it that as moms, when we get ill, we get REALLY ill.  The twins brought home the usual back-to-school bug about a week and a half ago.  Pretty got the snuffles and Boo got a cough; but, that's it.  No fever, no aches and pains, nothing.

Yesterday morning, I woke up with the head cold from hell.  I have a raging fever, chills, my nose has turned into a faucet and as such is now raw from the constant blowing, my entire body aches from my hair to my toe nails.  I'm sick.

Of course, Mr. Twingle is out of town which is usually the case when I get sick and so I have to suck-it-up and get through the day.

Last night, Boo had Beavers and thankfully we have arrangements with a neighbour, that we take her son to Beavers and they bring Boo home.  As soon as he got home at 8:00, I got him into bed and went to bed myself, where I stayed until 7:00 this morning.  I slept through the alarm, waking with 15 minutes to get the twins up, dressed, fed, lunches packed and out the door for the bus at 7:15.  Somehow, and I'm not really sure how, I managed.

And on that note, I end my pity post.  If you got this far, thanks for reading.