my sewing box

I bring my sewing box to work with me. I have a friend that teasingly tells me I'm such a sewing nerd.

Yeah. I guess I am.

oh waiter!

Oh, waiter!!

Is it obvious that she is used to being in a restaurant?

One of the thing we enjoy doing together as a family, is sharing a meal. Seriously, I'm amazed that we don't weigh 500 lbs each with the frequency of our restaurant visits.

We don't feed the kids unhealthy stuff, but they get to try different sorts of cuisine when we go out. They both love Japanese Agedashi tofu, rice, carrots, fish and all sorts of fruit. Though I must say that they have not been deprived life's special treats (Oreoes, Nutella, salted pretzels, french fries and pizza).

Food is good. :)

Plato is depressed!

Handsome, isn't he?

Meet Plato. My first child. He's a 5 year old sable-red colored Siberian Husky. He weighs around 50lbs and is the handsomest dog around. Well, until this past Wednesday. We were battling with awful ticks and the vet finally said that it was time that he get... *sigh* shaved. We'd done baths, the drops between the shoulders, sprays, a shot and a collar. We scrubbed his area, doused it with some strong toxin, and nothing.  They're horribly smart and persistent little bugs.

He won't even look at me!!

And now, our Kuya (Tagalog for "big brother") is depressed! He hides under the driver's bed, shivers at my touch. Gone is the cocky look as he watches us take our bags from the car. Sniffing, as if to inspect the bags for potential edibles. His happy little trot, his attempts to get into the kitchen or zip out the gate to terrorize the security guards, all gone. He still eats his meals and treats though, I'm thankful for that.

I hope that he returns to his normal naughty self soon. Say a little prayer for him please?

shots

Ty was scheduled for a shot and I packed a prize bag for him. I was worried he'd kick and scream like some other kids, traumatizing himself and (I admit it) scaring me. I told him ahead of time that we were headed to Dr. Pia's. He likes her, she's great with kids. He asked if he was sick, and I told him, "No, but you will be getting a shot today."

Quiet.

"Then we go to the toy store after?"

I told him that we cold, but only if he didn't fight nurse Steph when she gave him the shot. He nodded.

As our turn came near,  I knew he was anxious. So I distracted him with the prize bag. In it was a Hotwheels car, a pack of Thomas bandages, a few gummy bear vitamins (he doesn't know they're good for him) and a little coloring book.

As you can tell, he picked the bandage.

He was so brave! He asked to hug me, and I told him to squeeze me if it hurt.

He barely had time to squeeze, it was over so quickly. :)

marker love

These came in my school order box. If the picture isn't very clear, they are a pack of washable "multicultural" markers from Crayola.

One things my students learn is that people are not all the same color. And that's ok!

wonderful

This just put me over the edge. I love it!

sunday naptime

Almost every Sunday, when my little family is tired and sleepy from savouring the weekend, we nap. All in a row, one cuddled into the next.

I'm not at all sure when this started, if we'd nap before our daughter was born, but I like this.

Except, today I'm not sleepy. Both kids are sick and I have a tendency to sit up and watch to make sure they're still breathing. Dreary me.