So tomorrow is the house inspection on this place.
I cannot wait until it is done and finished,
I am tired
I am stressed
my kids are running wild, screaming, yelling(and no they are NOT the same thing)
they just cant seem to listen to a word I am saying today.
So tomorrow,
DAYCARE.
The MFRC will watch these two MANIACS while I do some volunteering for them when the inspection is taking place.
Richie will be here,
thank goodness because I need a little me time for a bit.
And hopefully all goes well, and we can start planning our HHT, and hopefully find ourselves a nice home.
I find this whole move becoming stresful. There were alot of changes to what the IRP offers and now they expect a complete door to door move, I dont know how they expect us to get it exactly that way, but we WILL try our hardest.
need to think POSITIVE.

Being a wife of a man in the military isn't always easy,
isn't always fun,
its full of times where your husband is away
and you are left to take care of kids and home.. alone.
It's constantly worrying about whether he will be OK.
It's trying to do 101 things on your own.... waiting for little ones to go to bed so you can get in a much needed shower and than crawling into bed by yourself.
It's sometimes smelling his pillow to see if it still has his 'scent' on it.
But its also filled with a ton of pride.
An unending supply of love.
To be able to see hour husband, dressed is uniform, ready to stand up for our country.... well I cant find a word for how AWESOME that is,
and how neat is it,
that our children can look to their father
as not only their daddy,
not only their friend
but also their very own 'HERO"
who will stand up and fight for them and freedom.

Being an army wife isn't easy.... but sooo worth it.
And I wouldnt have it any other way.

Wowsers,
Well today was the start of visitors coming to look at our house and within only a few hours we have a firm offer.
Now there is always a catch and this one happens to be that their financing has to be approved so we will know for sure I guess within 10 days.
I cannot believe it really,
but I guess they really loved this place so
they were in here for 40 min
checking probably every nook and cranny
and then once they left we had an offer within
2 hours.
Man
I hope it sells, then we are officially one
step closer
to leaving Quebec,
living once again in Alberta,
where instead of the normal 4 seasons they seem to have 3,
Spring... Summer.... Winter
and where its normal to have snow in May, and -40 in the winter.
wooohooo... I can hardly wait.
Please note the sarcasm.

Here is the sign

Arnt these thingss such an eye sore.
Today I woke up to our house on MLS.
I must say
it is nice to be started,
yet scary

Well its official, I mean it cant get
more official, heck we have a sign up in our yard
to prove how OFFICIAL it is
that we are
M O V I N G.
The Realtor was here yesterday to have
us sign the contract to put this home of ours on
the market,
she even stuck up a huge eye sore right in front of our curb.
It even has a nice wonderful picture of
our realtor on it
and the words FOR SALE, but not the lady though,
the house!
So after 4 years, some of which were awful and others which were
bearable( I mean it is Quebec and I dont speak french)
we are OUTTA here,
or at least as long as someone else can come in here and see the image of
their family living in these walls.
I can say at least one thing about this house....
It truly has become our home,
and a part of me will miss it.......

Shoes

Ok so I have abnormally large feet for a woman,
they are a size 11-12.
I know, not sexy.
So because of this I obviously have never had any
kind of selection of shoes, more just the basics... runners, boots, dress boots.
And how could
I when no one carries past a size 9-10.
So I seem to be making up this downfall with my children,
and I love to find them the coolest shoes,
since, again, I am lacking in this department.
Well I made a find the other day....
Missy Aysia got herself a sweet new pair of studded converse shoes...
well not really converse but Sketchers, however the look of a Converse.
I cant even explain how funny and cool she looks in these bad boys, lol.
so take a look for yourself...

He's back

Richie is back,
he arrived safe and sound,
it was a long flight back,
but he is looking great...nice and tanned!
Man I wish now I had gone, Austria looks amazing, but I do know he had a great time.
and while he was away the kids and I had another great trip with the family.

OHHHHH CRAP

Well its official,
posting message was waiting for Richie at work today.
So we are definitely moving.
Back to Edmonton.
with a scary deployment looming overhead.
and of course something just as scary for me...
my boy will be heading to SCHOOL.
I don't know which of the 3 is the worst.
I know the move will be the least of my stresses, however,
the school is scary since this little man who I have spent nearly every single day with since his birth will be leaving me for hours at a time 5 days a week.
And to top it off they want to take my husband and send him to the dreadful Afghanistan, and he doesn't know if it will be a 6 month or 8 month deployment as it is to be the last tour.
sooooo
today, it wasn't just the message that was waiting for my husband at work,
but a message of change.
And ones that we will get through, but
who knows how easy they will be.
One step at a time is all I can take
and I seem to be dragging my feet.

I miss him

Hubby is away skiing, and no not for a long trip,
He left last Friday and returns Saturday evening,
But I do miss him lots,
I know he is having a blast skiing away in Austria with his family,
but I am a clingy wife and well
this says it all


and in case its not self explanitory enough,
well lets just say its ALOT!

I hate potty training,
and its funny how in only 2 years you can forget how irritating it really is.
Now the funny thing is that Logan took 1 day to potty train with only a few #2 accidents.
But Missy Aysia who will be 3 in June is testing me to the limits.
Now My little girl can speak, in fact she has no problem telling me
she wants a snack, that I need to play with her, that Logan is bugging her..
but do you think its posible
to say 'mama I gotta pee"
or even a simple "pee"
well no, no it isnt, you see
I gotta try to think of when she needs to go,
and since I wasnt born with any kind of psycic ability
it has truly become a bit of a guessing game, and not at all a fun one.
You see if I am not perfect with my 'guessing' then I can easily change just as many peepee undies as I was diapers,
and lets not even discuss when I miss and its a #2.
I am only in this a few days and I am almost tempted to put the pull ups back on for a while longer,
But to be honest if I dont keep it up I am sure she will be wearing diapers well into adulesants, and I forbid to change her then.
PATIENCE PATIENCE PATIENCE.

My little man may be the next Jackie Chan

Well Matt had put Kailee into karate, so I thought I would sign Logan up for the month since we will be here for the majority of this month.
Well Kailee isnt all too thrilled about Karate, but Logan took to it like a champ, its so cute to watch them trying to be 'tough' and fighting, LOVE IT

three is a horrible combination

Well we are once again visiting at mom,
Richie is in Autria skiing with his family(lucky shit)
so we drove up here again to spend time with Kailee and
Matt.
I just want to say that 3 kids is a handful,
In fact I now truly dont undertand why people decide to have 3 kids,
I think it should really be rounded off, so 2..4..6 But
3 is...well...FRUSTRATING
The kids love each other I am sure of it and I am extremly optomistic, however
they all have a ridiculous competitiveness with everything
and I do mean everything
from who sits where, to the freaking cup they are drinking out off,
its a constant argument and someone
is either left out or left pouting
Its a constant battle, A VERY FRUSTRATING
DRAWN OUT
NEVER ENDING
Battle.
Now I love all of them, my kids and my beautiful niece, but sometimes
I swear you could just take their itty bitty toes
grab some clothes pins
and hang them out on the line.
At least that way you could close the back door and
possibly ignore the continuous nit picking..
wait,
I think I just came out with a perfect plan.

All I can say is you've got to be kidding me,
I dont know if I should call it Murphy's Law, maybe even Ironic, heck why not Karma.. but MY BACK IS OUT, Pulled, spasamed, done.
And what makes this even better is the fact that TODAY Richie leaves for Austria on a family ski trip, so here I will be with the children all alone , hunched to the right, hardly able to move, barley able to stand, and taking care of two little ones... can we say JUST PERFECT with anymore sarcasim.
Its unbelievable really, I went to get off the couch and instantly could feel my muscle tighten and then..BAM... I was keeled over.
I could scream, but instead I lay on the couch, hoping that the kids dont completly trash this place
and praying that tomorrow it loosens up a bit so I
can function,
this is not how I pictured my week to be.

Logan and Aysia

I love these pictures of my babies
Wanted to share

My hubbys Birthday

Today my wonderful husband turned the big 34, wowsers, I am glad that I havent entered my thirties yet, in fact I think the day I turn the big three zero will be emotional for me.
But enough of me today is about him,
I am so happy that we were able to spend the evening together for his birthday
I made him and the children a nice meal
and for his birthday I
made "Martha Stewarts' White Cake with buttercream frosting.
I think it turned out well
however I am not a HUGE fan of buttercream, who would have
thought that buttercream tastes so much like... well... Butter??!!!
however Richie liked it and Logan couldnt stop eating it
so it must have been alright
however Aysia and I were ok without too much cake.





We didnt do a heck of alot, but its ok since Richie is leaving for Austria to go skiing with his family on Friday,
Can we say JEALOUS much
I do hope that he has fun
although I am sure he would have more fun if I was there...
On secound thought, probably not,
I havent skied in years and have a tendency to use the whole hill
where as Richie speeds down so fast that he can do 2 runs to my one.
It will be a great time, and I will miss him, and maybe I will get
a little something from his trip....
here is to hoping

I know what you may be thinking, and it would kill my brother if he ever knew
but No this is not my daughter, she is my lovely neice Kailee who I have been told(a few times) looks just like me,
And I hate to say it but in a way it is nice,
and mainly because she truly is a lovely little girl
but also because my two look NOTHING like me....
(Sigh)
You carry them for 9 months and one comes out looking like your husband and the other like your mother in law


its ok though, cause, well... they too are lovely

Big whoops on deaf ears

So we have had the most annoying, irritating and seemingly LONG weekend ever.
First, my kids... well I love them to bits
Actually love cant even explain how I feel for them
they are beautiful little people,
but I am beginning to think that maybe there is something WRONG with their ears.
It seems to me that their ears don't work all the time,
I mean its obvious that for the most part I am sure they can hear me
But on occasion
and when they seem to be at their most frustrating, something in them clicks off and BAM
they cant hear,
just like that... Nothing. I will tell them to get out of something, stop hitting each other, don't chase the dog, quit yelling, but hmmmm
no hearing.

However today at supper, while the two (partially deaf) children are blabbing away at each other I secretly mention to Richie since his birthday is tomorrow maybe he would like a nice meal, some relaxation, I will even make a delicious homemade cake and if he wants... some birthday (and I sounded it out) s...e....x
Well it was like instant that my kids go

What is s...e...x mom.
Argggh, its like a no win situation,
when you want them to hear you they cant and when you think they cant hear you... well you have to lie that s..e...x means that if they don't eat there supper than they will head to bed early.


I think parenting needs a manual.