The girls sent Atty a "feel better soon" video last Thursday after her fall:
My Mom was hoping that they'd give her the post-surgery x-ray. I asked and received a strange look with a "uhhh, I don't think so?" as the response. The nurse then thought that I was a little nuts for asking to take a photo of the x-ray. My mom and I think alike. How could you not want a copy of this?!
In other news, the girls started soccer class a few weeks ago. Due to a freak late-April snowstorm and a torrential rain storm, they've only gone twice so far. The guy who runs their class is fantastic with the little ones. He changes up the activities every few minutes and keeps them engaged and moving. I've been very impressed with the girls listening skills and their ability to follow instructions. Quinn is proving to be quite coordinated, impressively dribbling the ball.
|(Those are leaves all over T's pants!)|
When I picked the girls up at school today, I was handed four handmade cards. When you have two moms, this is a busy time of year ;) The girls promptly snatched the cards and gifts back wanting to hold them and inevitably open them.
Their teachers had obviously asked each of the kids to tell them why they love their moms. I just about died laughing when I opened Teagan's card for me (the yellow one). She wrote, "I love you because you give me Mommy milk and I go to bed." I don't think that I'll be writing a self-weaning post about Teagan anytime soon. Jenn will often take Teagan to Star.bucks and buy her a Kiju apple juice. (Oops Jenn hasn't seen these cards yet…)
Quinny has proven to be quite helpful since she started walking. I didn't compare her to a Border Collie for nothing. In the last few months, she has started asking constantly if she can help me in the kitchen. Mealtime is usually a bit chaotic. At lunchtime, we are rushing home. They're often hungry and tired. At dinnertime, it is much of the same. A few months ago, I would dismiss her requests to help (and feel bad about it). During those hectic mealtimes, I felt that getting the meal on the table as fast as possible was priority number one. Then she started being more persistent. (No clue where she gets it from!) I made the decision to rarely say no to her offers of help. On most days, I now have my sous-chef next to me, propped up on a small chair. On the weekend, she chopped veggies and apples for a salad. It proved to be difficult with her horribly dull kiddie knife, but she didn't mind.
I'm try to slow down and look at it differently. I see cooking becoming something special that we do together. While it might take a bit more time, that means nothing when I see the huge smile on her face. She is interested and constantly asks me what things are or how do it something. My little foodie in the making :)
Here she is happily making guacamole. Below that she is very focused while grating Cheddar onto poached eggs and asparagus.
Jenn had too much fun...
Just kidding…she's going to kill me. That photo and this one were staged. She drank responsibly.
The spring weather seems to have finally arrived in Toronto. The girls and I are loving the outdoor time. They can spend ages flying around on their scooters.
|The scooting kamikaze|
With two of them, I've been reluctant to take them out on the sidewalks. They aren't 100% trustworthy yet and I can't be in two places at once. I've enforced a very strict "If you don't listen to Mommy, the scooter is taken away immediately" rule. It seems to work. We spent 30 minutes going all the way to the end of our block and back, again and again this afternoon. They slowed down or stopped when I asked them to. We're getting there :)