I couldn't find our copy of "Love You Forever" by Robert Munsch, so I bought the girls a copy for their birthday last week.
I was reading the girls the story last night, and Ciara said that this was Mommy's favourite story. Mommy used to sing to them:
"i'll love you, forever, i'll like you for always, as long as I'm living, my babies you'll be."
Then, it got to the point where Mommy was too sick to read to them. So Ciara and Jessica used to read to Mommy, and sing to her.
"We'll love you, forever, we'll like you for always, as long as we're living, we'll be your babies."
I could hardly finish the book, I was crying so much after they told me that. And from now on, we'll always read this book to Mommy up in heaven and sing:
"We'll love you, forever, we'll like you for always, as long as we're living, we'll be your babies."
We still love you Mommy, and we miss you very, very much.
I went to pour milk on my cereal this morning, and heard a "clunk" from inside the container. I looked inside, and saw about a half dozen plastic utensils inside, and a big blob of chocolate sauce at the bottom.
I bought a 4 litre plastic jug yesterday, and it was still full. Jessica wanted chocolate milk, but couldn't lift the full milk container. She could, however, lift the chocolate syrup. So, she put about a quarter of the chocolate syrup directly into the milk container.
Of course, after putting the syrup in, she wanted to stir it, so in goes one of her plastic spoons. But she dropped it in trying to stir, and evidently tried a couple more times with another spoon, then a fork.
So now we have 3 1/2 litres of choloclate milk with plastic utensils inside.
I can't believe it was four years ago that the girls were born. Having just-reopened after the SARS outbreak, North York General Hospital was the setting for an emergency C-section (after Marsha's water broke at shift change). After checking everyone out, I had one girl in each arm out in the hall, as they stitched Marsha back up.
So much has happened in four short years. Finally, we're all back together as a family, and that's what's important.
With the help of Marina, I took the gang to Chuck E Cheese's. Everyone had a great time eating pizza, playing games, riding, and climbing.
I've been trying out various video sources from the internet lately, to see what will work with my Vista Media Center/Xbox 360 set up.
TvTonic works great, and on Vuze (the LEGAL downloading client from Azureus), I downloaded the first episode from the 1960's Japanese classic series Astro Boy.
The kids all loved the first episode, so I paid the $1.99 US for the 2nd episode.
All was well until it was Brendan's turn on the "big tv" and Ciara wanted to watch Astro Boy on my bedroom TV.
Ciara: "Daddy, can you play Astro Boy in the bedroom?"
Me: "No sweetie, sorry I can't."
Ciara: "Why daddy?"
Me: "Because we don't have a disc, it's on the computer."
Ciara: "Did you buy it for me daddy?"
Me: "Yes sweetie."
Ciara: "If we bought it daddy, and it's ours, why can't you put it on a disc and play it in the bedroom?"
Now if a three year old can understand that, why can't the MPAA??
Saturday night, after putting the girls to bed for the 37th time, I noticed large bright orange scribbles all over the kids' bedroom door, and the floor. (My lovely parents bought the kids permanent markers, another dollar store 'bargain" that they didn't have to clean up).
Seeing how mad I was, the two innocent kids quickly revealed the guilty party, this time being Ciara.
Me: "Ciara, who coloured on the door?"
Ciara: "Umm... elephants did it Daddy."
Me: "You mean elephants came into our house, coloured on the door and the floor, sneaked out, and Daddy didn't hear anything?"
Ciara: "Yes daddy."
Me: "Ciara, you're lying. Tell me the truth. Did you cour on the wall?"
Ciara: "ummm... ummm... umm..... I don't want to talk to you right bow daddy."
I called home this afternoon to see how the kids were. Since it's their first week at my place full time, and their first week with Marina, I want to make sure everyones doing ok.
The first child I talk to is Jessica.
Jessica: "Daddy, I broke this. Are you angry with me?"
Me: "What did you break sweetie?"
Jessica: "I broke THIS daddy. Are you angry at me?"
Me: "What is is that you broke sweetie?"
Jessica: "I broke THIS!! It's in my hand Daddy. Are you angry with me??"
Ends up that Jessica decided Brendan had enough TV time playing Xbox 360, grabbed the game controller out of his hand, threw it on the ground, stomped on it, then tried throwing it in the garbage to hide the evidence.
It wasn't broken, the batteries were just low. Once I rebooted the Xbox 360 and put new batteries in the controller, all was fine.
And no, I wasn't angry.
Wow, where has the year gone? I knew it hadn't been a while since I posted, but I never realized it's been almost 6 months.
The big news this week is that the nanny, Marina, arrived from the Phillipines via Hong Kong Tuesday night. She flew from Hong Kong to Japan, then to Vancouver and finally here in Toronto. Things are working out great. MY condo has never been cleaner (who am I kidding, it's never really been clean before). Most importantly, she's great with the kids. They met on the weekend and are great with each other.
Speaking of the kids, they move in full time this weekend. We're all excited about it. Now that Marina is here, I feel a lot better about moving them here being wht's best for them. I couldn't do it alone.