Does it get better?

I need a moment to rant!

I was watching the wee lad play field lacrosse this past weekend and was shocked at the behaviour of the parents of both teams.

The boys were playing the game and piled up in front of the net. Admittedly a couple of shots were given after the whistle but the boys all got up to walk away. At that point a mother from the other team stepped onto the field and yelled "you little f*cker", after she said that her son turned around and took a two hander across our players back. Of course all hell broke loose and parents were all screaming for their own version of punishment. Meanwhile the classy mom from the other team yells down the field at our end for us to "shut the f*ck up".

As good parents are encouraged to do a father on our team asked her to watch her mouth...more back and forth and she ends her performance with a "f*cking FAGGOT". I admit up until this point I was sitting there just taking it all in, but in that instant I could feel my adrenaline surge and jumped up yelling "SERIOUSLY?". Fortunately it was at that moment the ref's came over and calmed everyone down.

The 8 year olds went on to play the game ~ WE WON ~ best revenge ever!

My anger had everything to do with the fact that I thought that we as a society had evolved beyond the point of name calling and especially using someones sexual orientation as a derogatory term.

Here I am trying to raise my children to believe that it's not okay to bully someone based on their race, religion, or sexual orientation.  

It's not okay to bully anyone PERIOD!  

I am very disheartened that this is the example that some people are setting for their own children. 

After the game I asked my little guy what had happened and he said "it was bad that kid was aspended". Out of the mouths of babes!

 Does it get better?  I wonder?

Seriously...does it get cuter than this?

While we were in the car driving to one of Blake's hockey games we started discussing our upcoming family birthday's, I mentioned that after mine is the baby Jesus' birthday. Blake thought about it for a couple of minutes and asked "who is baby Jesus?". When we didn't answer right away he again pipes up "I'm guessing it's ME!".

Now don't judge me because my son doesn't have the first clue about religion. I was adamant that I would raise my children to appreciate both perspectives regarding religion and evolution. When the boys were younger we read bible stories together and found them to be rather disturbing. To the point where Joshua then 5 or 6 yrs old asked me why GOD would kill people as he had in many of the stories (ie: Noah's Ark). I stopped reading and have given them the freedom to explore their spiritual side on their own.

For the record Blake does know who Baby Jesus is...we have the Fisher Price Nativity and he adores the baby Jesus!

This was just on of those P R I C E L E S S moments! :)

Today my baby graduates ~ Senior Kindergarten!

I can hardly believe that the time has passed so quickly...my baby is going to be going to school full time in 4 short weeks. I don't know about him but I am NOT ready for this milestone!

He hardly slept last night with excitment about his graduation ceremony today...
It's different with girls you find a beautiful dress, do their hair in their favourite style and they look like little princesses. With a boy you cut their hair, pick out a clean t-shirt and they are good to go.

I am feeling kind of meloncholy today!

I feel a pull toward creativity and this is going to be my outlet. I am not what one would describe as poetic nor do I feel like a creative person! We shall see...


I have 4 babies ~ not so ~ they are no longer babies, although I long for this period again.
I would have another but it seems greedy and is probably too late anyway.

So I enjoy other women's babies and help them find their way in this world.


I was a baby myself when my oldest chose me some 24 years ago.
My handsome, intelligent knight in shining armour...
we grew up together, he & I.
He has helped me to become person that I am today.
Sometimes he is angry that he was the one that I had to learn on but someday when he is a father (I know he will be the most amazing father!) he will forgive me the mistakes that I have made.
He is at the precipice of his own life...difficult for me to see him go, yet I know that the bond will always remain.
The hardest part of letting go is knowing that you cease to be the centre of their universe.
My baby boy in a man's body is engaged to married! To the sweetest girl you could ever hope for your son to fall in love with.
They met when they were too young to know what love was...yet they knew and they have held on to this love for over 8 years.
Wow...married! Something I have never done...seems so foreign to me.

My 2nd son who chose our family is 20 and a seemingly typical middle child, unfocused & aimless!
Blond haired, blue eyed beautiful boy!
Dreams of being a rock star, yet does nothing to achieve this goal.
Waits for the knock on the door asking him to make a record!?!
This boy lives for the next party...the next drink...the next blunt.
He is the one that has broken my heart many, many times. Along with the countless number of girls that have fallen under his spell.

My girl, my precious beautiful gorgeous talented baby girl! She is 15 and all things that mother's wish their daughters to be...I thank the universe every day for this miraculous gift!
She is everything that I was not.
She loves school, does not fall prey to the lure of the 'cool' kids.
She is the complete opposite of me yet we are so similar.
She is an INDIVIDUAL!
Everything she does, she does well!

She also has a natural ability to make people feel better about themselves.
She is a scholar, an athlete, and a very talented singer/songwriter.

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She is absolutely stunning to look at and has a beautiful spirit to match...

Last but not least the baby of our family...the smallest one that has been sent to bring us even closer together.
At 5 he is the comedian of our group...he will do almost anything to make us smile
He laughs harder, plays harder, and loves harder than any of the others...something that we were lacking and he somehow knew we needed.
He has the best qualities of each of the others...which if you knew the beauty of them you would understand how truly astonishing this baby boy is.
He has the heart of my first born...the charm of the second...the ability to love of the third ~ and something that is completely uniquely his own.

So as you can see these four people have made me who I am today and I think that is a pretty special person to be. I am blessed beyond my wildest imagination.

I am lucky to be their MAMA <3

Peace & Love