Claire's Quilt

Ailsa and Heather both had handstitched quilts made and waiting for them when they were born, made by me, John, Oma, fabric from lots of family members. Well, Claire had to wait until she was 18 months old to get hers, and that was even after shipping it to Belgium for some Bethanne-help! But she seems to be happy with it. See below for it in progress.

The Work in Progress

Big Mama Shaz!
Well after a lot of nail-biting about 'real' maple syrup or the cheap 'n' dirty Aunt Jemima syrup, this mother was feted with a french toast breakfast and a relaxing mother's day.

Despite Sharon's best efforts for some me-time, she found it hard to resist some quality mothering time with Claire - the 3 girls are mightily grateful for her efforts. I could say more, but she's not my mother.....

John

Pricey Pancakes!!

250ml of maple syrup has doubled in price, and is now retailing for £4.99.
That is roughly ten dollars, people. What am I going to do???
And it's Mother's Day this weekend. I have to have French toast with maple syrup. Could I hide it for my own private use? I'm the only real Canadian in this household, after all. The others will have to make do with jam.

A Picture Tells You Very Little Indeed

Just in response to the impression that I'm a good Mom because I made some cookies with my children. What none of you heard was me saying, with gritted teeth, "Don't touch the eggs. I told you three times not to touch the eggs." or, "Can.you.just.wait.I.can't.do.three.things.at.once".

Nor, did anybody see me, later that day, slam the wardrobe door to go see who was crying now and over what?!?!?! Well, I got what I deserved. As a result, the mirror inside the wardrobe smashed. Into the wardrobe. Sending little shards of reflective glass all among the socks and underwear and pyjamas. That was fun to clean up.

So I broke a mirror on Friday the 13th. What am I in for?

Comic Relief

Happy Red Nose Day!

If you can walk, you can clean up after yourself

Snack Sneeker

Where am I going to hide all the top secret treats now?

If it ain't my kids, it's Mecca.

Waking me up at 5am, that is. One of the neighbours has a very loud alarm clock that plays the Muslim call to prayer at 5am. Should I sneak out and try to identify which flat it's coming from, and ask them if they can turn the volume of their faith down? Or should I get up and say some prayers myself, using the Muslim call as a Lenten call?