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"Are they triplets?" "No, I found the other one in the parking lot and thought, 'why not?'"

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Dear Aidan

This post was is from Thursday, October 18th. For some reason or another I could not get it to publish. Perhaps it didn’t like the swearing!!

FYI There are going to be swear words in this one…..

I have to write about today. I want to remember this day, so I can tell Aidan all about it sometime. And how better to remember this day then to put it out into the blog world.

Today started off as most days do. 7:15 the alarm goes off, but I’ve already been awake for the last 3 minutes because I like to torture myself by waking 3 minutes before my alarm!! Today Isabelle greeted me before my feet hit the floor. She cheerfully said good morning mommy! I had a great sleep last night! She then bounces out of the room cheerfully. I get out of bed and start towards my bathroom, when Madeline comes ripping past and pushes me out of her way and runs into my bathroom. So much for that idea.

I go and try to wake Aidan. He’s a little sleepy this morning because he decided to stay up late last night. Not something Aidan usually does. So it took a few times of telling him to get out of bed and he finally did. Getting dressed and breakfast went well so we’ll skip that part. Off to school we went. I now take the twins in the stroller due to walking to school issues we seem to have. They are happy to be in it, and I’m happy to not have to drag a child or two down the street screaming. We all win! We drop Isabelle off at school and return home. The twins played, while I decided to get a head start on cleaning up for the showing we were having at 3pm. Whilst cleaning, I get a call for another showing that will be at 1pm. I don’t want to turn down showings and since we already have to be out, why not right! Skip ahead to lunch time, we’ve picked up Isabelle, kids are eating lunch and I’m cleaning up that last few things.

Get the kids in the van and drive to this new park we have been going to that they seem to really enjoy. We weren’t there twenty minutes and Aidan tells me he has to poop. I was grumpy. The girls were grumpy. I made sure before we left that everyone went to the bathroom. Gave them plenty of time to do this, asked twice, asked if anyone needed to go even right before we left. So I pack the kids into the van, drive across the street to the Starbucks, unload the kids, take Aidan and the girls into the bathroom. Get Aidan on the toilet and he says he can’t poop. Aidan has a slight fear of public washrooms. Especially the kind with the auto-flushing. That scares the *%&! literally right out of him, however today it did not.

We leave Starbucks. Get out to car, it’s now raining. Kill time and drive to a Tim’s to pick up some timbits and a coffee for me. It’s now 1:45pm. I decide to swing by the house to see if the showing is over and if so, here’s a chance for Aidan to try and go to the bathroom worry free. So we get home and the lights are off inside which tells me the showing has ended. Unload Aidan, tell the girls to hang tight, go inside and Aidan sits down………….minutes go by…………grunting……….”There’s no poop Mommy.” His exact quote. I asked him if he was sure and said maybe try a few more minutes…..more minutes……more grunting…..Nothing. Pants up, lock door, back into van. Distribute Timbits. Go back to park as it is now sunny and warm again. Arrive at park. Park van. Kids run happily towards playground.

We play on the swings, we go down slides, sit on the spinney thing that will make a toddler fall off as we nearly discovered a previous time. Go down the slides a few more times and then it happens.

“I have to go poop Mommy!”

My first sentence, which was said inside my head was…..”WHY THE FUCK ARE THERE NO BATHROOMS AT THIS MOTHER FING PARK!!!

My second thought was, people let their dogs shit on the ground and then they pick it up in a baggie. I’m sure I have a plastic bag in the van. Would it be wrong to take Aidan over to a nice grassy spot and let him squat and dump so long as I pick it up? Probably.

Next, I tell the girls again that we have to leave because of Aidan’s bowels. They were not happy. Madeline even yelled at Aidan that she was mad we had to leave because he had to poop.

The time now is 2:24pm. I load the kids back into the van, race home in hopes to get Aidan to poop before next showing. We get home, get Aidan in the house, and on the throne. He tells me there is no poop. I decided that we were going to stay home right until 3pm if we had to because he was GOING TO POOP!! I go and get the girls out of the van. Madeline is super pissed off at this point because she figures we are not going back to the park. And she was right. If he didn’t poop while we were home, we were not going anywhere that did not have a bathroom. 3:54pm, still no poop. I even tried to get him to run around the backyard, but he was to upset with the whole thing.

Back into the van because people will show up soon. Drive around aimlessly trying to decide where to go. Decide on Dollerama. Arrive, in parking lot, about to get out of car when mini hurricane hits. Winds, rain, just a mess. So we drive around in parking lot of all the stores until the rain dies down enough that we can actually get out without getting soaked. We shop. Turns out Isabelle is scared of the Halloween aisle of the dollar store. She did not care for the fake severed arms and legs etc. So we finished up there, got back into van and it started to pour again. Now the kids are thirsty, we hit up a drive though and get a drink. Drive around until it’s time to go home.

Arrive home 4pm. Get in house, shoes, jackets, socks off. Kids running from living room to kitchen chasing each other. 4:15 Aidan goes to bathroom and has a monumental poop.

Thanks Aidan for making this afternoon absolutely pooptastic!

Dear Town of Milton,

Thank you for making sure you built a lot of parks here since most of the residents have only patches of grass for a backyard. As of mother of 3 small children who love to frequent your parks I have a simple request. Please install some restrooms! As I mentioned, I have 3 young children who just barely have a grasp on their bodily functions. We really enjoy your parks, however I seriously contemplated letting my 3 year old squat near a bush and poop! I would have picked it up in a baggy and thrown it out as dog owners usually do. However I did not want to teach my children that it is okay to poop outdoors in public areas. My son would also like to request that when you do supply some restrooms at your larger parks, please refrain from installing the auto flush toilets.


The mom who didn’t let her kid poop on the grass at the park even though she really wanted to.

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Dear Pinky

aka my pink sony vaio laptop.  please just hold on to life a little longer.  i know you are dying a slow death.  but you see we are trying to sell our house.  we have 3 small children.  and we are broke when it comes to purchasing anything that isn’t food or an absolute necessity.  you loved.  i said i wanted a pink laptop and you came to me for christmas.  you didn’t have far to travel as we were practically living near the north pole.  but you have traveled.  and you have been well used.  so i’m just asking that you please hold on for a few more months.  at least give me time to move all my photos on to a disc or 20.  and then if you just have to, you can let go.  you are making some terrible sounds.  even some new ones i’ve never heard before.  i promise to shut you down more often.  and someday i will convince your other user not to always have the volume so loud.  hold on pinky just a little while longer…..

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I hate it.

Normally laundry piles up in our house. I am lucky in that Ian will do laundry since I am kind of a terrible bousewife when it comes to this department. However we both despise putting the laundry away.  So we almost always have a laundry monster in our laundry room. So tonight I am trying to shrink the pile. To get this done I found my mp3 speaker system that I had to put away to declutter. I pugged it in, stuck my ipbonein and cranked some tunes. I do my best work when I can just lose myself in music.  Tonight I chose Mumford&Sons, Babel album. I am loving every minute of this album.

Back to the monster…..hopefully bytomorrow I will have caught up on all the dirty clothes and have put away all he clean stuff. 

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Boo Hoo….

I’m having a pity party for one today.  I am this big round ball of stress and every day I have to work very hard not to take it out on the kids when they start to get on my nerves.  Lately, it feels like they are bouncing on them a lot!  To be honest, the kids are being good.  They have their moments, but I’m so overly sensitive to things that I find myself in time out more than them.  Sadly, I don’t think I’m doing a great job of keeping my stress to myself as I see Aidan is behaving pretty crappy.  He’s having a lot of tantrums.  Aidan already has a hard time expressing himself because his overbearing sisters are usually grabbing all the attention.  He’s quiet.  And he likes to think a lot.  He’s often in his own world and he’s happy there.  I love this about Aidan, he can play happily and quietly on his own, or he can usually play very well with his sisters when they let him.  So when Aidan feels like he’s not being heard or that he’s not getting enough attention, he sure has his way of letting me know.  He will yell and scream and stomp his feet, he will lay on the ground and just scream, he will literally throw himself around on the ground and make grunting sounds of anger.  The other day he did not want to walk home from school with Isabelle.  He would just stand there in the middle of the sidewalk with his arms crossed and shout ” I DON’T WANT TO WALK HOME!!!!  HUH!!!!  And he would just stand there.  So I did what all mothers would do, I think…..I left him there.  He was at least not standing in front of a driveway.  I would turn and check on him if I heard a car coming down the road.  But I left him there.  We walked the rest of the way home and I could see him.  He was crying so loudly, but wouldn’t come home.  I stood there on my little patch of front lawn and called to him to come home.  He screamed again that he didn’t want to walk home.  So I did the next thing I could think of and that was to go around the corner of the house so he couldn’t see me.  The scream got even louder.  And I though at this point I’m just going to have to get the little shit, put him over my shoulder and walk him home.  However, my tricked worked because as he screamed, he ran home.

Was a I wrong?  I don’t know.  I think Aidan has already forgotten about it.  But he’s been having a lot of these tantrums lately.  So I am trying to find a way to make Aidan feel special and make sure he knows that we love him just as much as the girls and that he doesn’t need to have these crazy moments.  Like I said, I think the stress around me and around the house is getting to the kids and Aidan has it the worst.  Madeline is second, she threw a car at Aidan’s head the other day.  That left quite the bump and bruise.  And another incident happened when Madeline and Aidan were wrestling, they bumped heads and Maddy’s tooth went into her lip.  The blood came quick and she managed to smear it all over her hand and face before I could even lift her up of the floor.  Thankfully the new carpet was unharmed.

The house.  It’s still for sale.  I want it to sell so of course it’s not.  Figures that the market here has to do some crazy stupid slow down death spiral when we go to sell.  And what’s more aggravating is knowing that all the good homes in Windsor that have come up for sale, have sold.  And what terrifies me is that our house will finally sell, and something stupid will happen with the market in Windsor.  I know it’s irrational, but that’s usually how things go for me.

It’s a cold, windy, overcast dull day today.  I was waiting for the phone to ring for a showing and then I had my plans already for what to do with the kids.  Of course the phone has not rung and after yesterday’s experience with taking the kids out, I’m not sure I want the hassle of going out today.  The longer I wait, the closer it gets to their nap time.  However the spawn don’t like to nap when I’m around.  They like to get up and out of bed, play cars, sing songs, pee every 10 minutes, any excuse to get out of the room, they find it.  Do you think this happens to the husband??  Nope, never.  They sleep.  It’s not like I can’t yell all big and scary like he does.  I can me loud, I can be intimidating, but they still do it to me.  We haven’t done a whole lot today either to make them overly tired.  Isabelle and Aidan tried to brave the cold wind outside for a little while, Madeline decided that she was not going outside.  So we stayed in and read some books.  Then they all came in and played quietly with their toys before lunch.  And now, here I sit debating as to whether or not a run to Walmart would be worth it.  I need milk and to get my watch battery replaced.  That’s it.  We would have to get a cart because the three of them walking around bumping into everyone is not cool.  Then it starts, one wants out, they all want out.  Or they want to switch where they are sitting.  All of this is of course met with a NO!!!!!  You wanted in, you wanted that spot, that’s where you stay.  And that’s when all hell breaks loose because now they are whining about it, then fighting with each other in hopes that if they find something wrong with the other, I will have to move them or take them out of the cart.  They think I don’t know these things…..what…was I born yesterday?  I’m either going to skip Walmart and go alone once Ian is home.  Or I will take them if they won’t nap.  I may make a possible stop at a dollar store for some colouring books that they can destroy once we get home.

All in all we are all doing well.  We had a cold for about a week, but it seems to be on it’s way out.  Only for another to follow I’m sure.  Please keep all your fingers, toes, legs anything you can crossed for us that the house will sell soon!  I’m tired of living in a home that doesn’t feel like mine, that has to be cleaned every damn morning and night.  I’m glad it’s teaching me to be cleaner, however this is just getting outta hand!!

Enjoy the new theme for the month, this is about as much as I will decorate for Halloween!