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Previously on ajk2…
It’s totally the rage. With my kids. And did you know that they even have a Christmas album? Please, ask me how I know.
I finally, finally have entered into a rhythm of school work with Spencer that seems to be working. I cannot even tell you how much stress this has relieved. And now that it is established, he’s getting more efficient, which means more time for play. He’s usually able to finish his work within about an hour. Now that essentials are covered, we are going to delve into some more things in the new year. And get back into doing art. I miss doing art.
I have a dilemma that is not really a dilemma. There is a turkey in my freezer, but it’s not the turkey I want. The one that I want is the Butterball stuffed turkey, ’cause we had one years ago and my tastes have nearly completely been won over (in terms of cheaper store-bought turkeys that we can afford). Andy told me I can’t buy the Butterball (even though it was ON SALE) because we have a turkey already. I say he’s wrong, but due to smaller freezer and no occasion yet to eat it, his opinion won out. This time.
A friend of mine and I planned a quick pick-up of an item from my house last night, and we both got to our respective homes and forgot. Is this normal? Does life mostly consist of forgetting things and remembering at later times from this point on? Experience is sure indicating so…
We bought a van. Anyone looking for a great reliable Pontiac Vibe? It’s name is The Blue Pearl. Nickname: Bloops. I’m so very much going to miss this car. Every time I sit in it I’m just as happy as I was when we first took it home. And in case you’re unfamiliar with this beauty, she’s basically a Toyota Matrix (likely even made at the same facility), but costs less because of the Pontiac brand. So total win.
Saw Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. I really really enjoyed it. The only main critique I have of it is that the main character is hardly endearing. He’s overly standoffish and it’s hard to feel any sort of passion towards his character. But I enjoyed it and am looking forward to seeing what’s in store for the next one. I hope it’s not too predictable. I think many Potter fans would be willing to say that it’s light years better than The Cursed Child book.
Linking up with Kelly.
Oh, and if you want a good look at how kids’ play Hide and Seek, definitely check out this video
And we’re off to a new start! Happy Advent!
Busy as bees here, but having a great time! More updates soon.
Is better than an American in their system.
Or at least that’s my stance on this. And I would have said this either way that the election had turned out.
And while I feel that we are doing moderately better in Canada, I am not so smug to believe that our country doesn’t have it’s own problems.
You scoff at the racism rampant in the States? It is well alive here too – against indigenous peoples. Every government that Canada has elected has backed out of promises to first nations peoples.
Scoff at the sexism? Also alive and well in Canada. Not so different. Maybe not so obvious since Trump came into the spotlight, but still just as fervent.
But we do have medical care. I believe that providing the basic necessities for every person is extremely valuable to respecting the dignity of every person.
We do have poutine, which I don’t think I could so easily give up if I had to. OK, pretty much any Canadian cuisine is gonna keep me here, I’ll be honest. Oh, and lumberjacks are pretty wicked too.
I am sad that the democratic process in the States couldn’t have produced better candidates. I would have been cheering Bernie Sanders on from the sidelines in another country.
Andy can tell anyone that I was chanting to myself last night as I was trying to go to sleep, ‘Not my circus, not my monkeys.’
It’s just awkward when someone else’s circus monkeys interfere with other circuses and their governing bodies. This unfortunately will not be limited to the States.
And while Canada is not scott-free in the values department (oh, and we can legally help kill our elderly now too, don’t you know), I feel supremely thankful that I live in Canada. At least right now. If they ever take my poutine away, I may have to reconsider.
I’ve been trying to figure out a good way to talk with the kids about safety broadly. It’s not that we haven’t talked about it, but I’ve never felt that it’s been adequate for possible experiences.
This DVD focuses on the internal ‘uh-oh’ feeling that we get when things aren’t right or safe. It explores different situations where that feeling can happen. For example, if we go up to a big diving board and suddenly feel queasy with the ‘uh-oh’ feeling because we’ve realised it’s too high. Or when a stranger offers us candy. Or when we get lost. All these different situations have an ‘uh-oh’ feeling to them, which is language I know my kids understand (well, maybe not Felicity quite yet). The show also reinforced that we are the ‘boss of our bodies’, which is language I much prefer to ‘my body, my choice’ which has such specific and, in my opinion, negative associations in our culture. I’m super glad they steered away from that language.
This show has different storytelling components and a craft included as well. This series appeals to my kids and I’m glad I saw this on the shelf at the library and picked it up. It helps give language that I can reinforce with my kids. Also, it illustrates skills we can use in situations that were shown (eg. remembering the full name and phone number of a parent). It also points out people who are likely a safe adult (cashier at a store, mom with kids). I found it’s a helpful resource in the ongoing work of helping keep our kids safe.
This is a great show to help with the conversation at home. If you’re looking for something that’s a good option for younger kids, I absolutely recommend it.
If anyone has any resources that positively reinforce listening to our instincts for young children, I’m all ears. I’ve had a hard time finding things that are appropriate and at their level. What do you use at home to help in the safety conversation?
I live in Canada.
I am not be expected to take part in the vote south of our great land, and I am thrilled with this. My head hurts just thinking of the outcomes of either candidate for that country – and for other countries who will have to force the smiles.
Given the situation, prayer is my only form of response to that situation. I pray the God will work miracles even through the haggard and ugliness of the situation. I’m reminded of some of the ‘texts of terror’ in the bible, where women are abused or very mal-treated; but even through dire circumstances, God’s will is done. Though it perhaps could have been done better and more in line with God’s vision if the people involved thought less of themselves more often.
Spencer started karate today and he is more than thrilled to be back at it. He did 10 push ups and 20 jumping jacks before I took the girls out for a walk. I won’t speak to the quality of them, but he did them. I’m very much looking forward to his continued work in this field of study.
Andy’s birthday is one week from today. He’ll be 39-and-holding from that point onwards. We are planning ham (his favourite) and chocolate cake. Perhaps this Baked Potato Volcano. I suppose vegtables of some type are in order. We’ve been loving Crack Broccoli (the girls chomp it down like crazy). I’m a little stumped on gifts – he’s become more and more indecisive over the years apart from generalities (yes, I do like liquor!) and it’s not as easy as it once was.
Countdown 3 days until I leave for Calgary for the weekend. Without kids. I’m considering it a great, great blessing to head off with a friend for a conference. Maybe I’ll catch up on my podcasts on the way there – who knows! Anything is possible – the Cubs won at that sportsball, I learned, and it’s +10C in November north of the 49th, so who knows!
Living it up here in Saskatoon.
Andy and I have hit a new level of adulting – busy with kids’ activities level. Last year felt comfortably busy – nothing too stressful or demanding. This year? We leveled up. Unavoidably. This is a first for the level of busy-ness for our family, though I know others experience this a lot more than us.
When Andy and I play StarCraft (computer game) with our friend Fr. Darryl, the game checks our ability to play and based on how many wins we have, it levels us up against a harder challenge in the next game. The bonus of this is that we gain new skills when we play a harder opponent. Then, when we fail the game a couple of times, it levels us down again. It is a constant dance between playing (usually) too hard of an opponent and playing comfortably knowing that we’ll win when we’re at a lower level.
In real life, we don’t have to fail, necessarily, to level down. We can make a conscious choice to do so before it escalates to (completely) failing. However, the benefit to upping a level is that we can grow immensely from the experience, even though it might not look perfect. And there are seasons where upping the level might be unavoidable as well.
This season is one of them – it is unavoidable. I started a children’s program that is two hours long, twice a week, Cassia started soccer and swim lessons, Spencer has Beavers and started Confirmation and First Communion preparation (a hybrid of sorts between two parishes), and Andy has his crazy schedule like always. Oh, and we are starting karate for Spencer twice a week next week. In and amidst all this is homeschool as well, which I’ve also started with Cassia this year. Though her little sister lost one of her workbooks a week ago and I haven’t yet found it.
There is a thrill to it – exciting endeavors and experimenting, opportunities for growth and lots of fun. But it is also tiring. Quite tiring. And we haven’t yet figured out how to recoup completely at this level of activity. This is where adulting gets a bad reputation. It’s hard to blame people. Though I’d still take this adulting over elementary or high school again.
And here’s hoping that it’s a season. Here’s hoping that we figure something out that makes it feel more rhythm than chaos. I’m not always sure that it will turn into rhythm, and if it doesn’t then we’ll have to take a good look at everything and see what might need adjusting so that we can achieve that normalcy we crave.
Everyone is busy. Few have the time to call or get together outside of regularly scheduled family activities. Busy is also lonesome business. Busy also means that the majority of my time is spent around my children and other too-busy moms. No one has it together, but no one wants to share the journey either. Too much to do. Too much to stress about. I don’t want to share your stressful journey either, thank-you-very-much. It is all too understandable. I understand. And I understand the lonely bit too.
Adulting – leveling up. It’s hard, it’s tiring, and at the same time I am looking forward to our adventures: who knows what great things may happen? Who knows what fun we might have or new things we might learn? The lower level offers comfort and less stress; familiarity. It is definitely an inviting offer to level down, but I’m not there yet. I just wish it wasn’t so lonesome and easier to share the journey with others, and I’d be honoured to share in their journey too.
I am unsure what this phase of our life will bring, but we will keep trucking. It’s vulnerable and uncomfortable often, but it’s where we are being called currently. Called to be vulnerable. I am called to be exposed to the elements a little. It’s not always pretty, but it is what it is, and there’s beauty in that. And beyond any of it, God is with us. Especially in our vulnerability.