<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100</id><updated>2012-01-22T12:21:16.234-05:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='mommy of two'/><category term='special occasions'/><category term='ambitions'/><category term='trips'/><category term='books'/><category term='guilty pleasures'/><category term='my boys'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='E&apos;s milestones'/><category term='new stuff'/><category term='photography wannabe'/><category term='Tim Horton&apos;s'/><category term='melt my heart'/><category term='Ottawa'/><category term='blog games'/><category term='collection of least proud moments'/><category term='in the news'/><category term='baby Coleman'/><category term='society'/><category term='our family'/><category term='uncharted territory'/><category term='sales'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='PC'/><category term='trying new things'/><category term='Hudson'/><category term='tv'/><category term='self-pity'/><category term='feel good stories'/><category term='work'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='mommy-in-training'/><category term='capturing the moment'/><category term='weather'/><category term='product reviews'/><category term='proud Mommy moments'/><category term='good eats'/><category term='kids say the darnedest things'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='nothing special'/><category term='the world wide web'/><category term='milestones'/><category term='government'/><category term='home projects'/><category term='post-pregnancy'/><category term='Emery'/><category term='fun'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='toddler boy'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='annoyances'/><category term='the world we live in'/><category term='marrige'/><category term='technology'/><category term='men vs. women'/><category term='babies'/><category term='photo-op'/><category term='E&apos;s first'/><category term='change'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='my family'/><category term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category term='good times'/><category term='things I love'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='memories'/><category term='130-O'/><category term='family outting'/><category term='distrubing things'/><category term='now that&apos;s customer service'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='brothers'/><category term='tell me more'/><category term='driving'/><category term='and everything else'/><category term='friends'/><category term='car'/><category term='Olympics'/><category term='me'/><category term='reffing'/><category term='special moments'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='golf'/><category term='occasions'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='politics'/><category term='life in general'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='creative projects'/><category term='music'/><category term='your opinion please'/><category term='wife'/><category term='E&apos;s firsts. Emery'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='H&apos;s milestones'/><category term='Top 5 Tuesdays'/><category term='french'/><category term='our house'/><category term='tales from new mommy school'/><category term='sad stories'/><category term='hot topics'/><category term='Curling'/><category term='baby gear'/><category term='back in the day'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='this and that'/><category term='ooh to be a women'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='The Sequel'/><category term='E&apos;s firsts'/><category term='health'/><category term='rambling'/><category term='life of a working mom'/><category term='H&apos;s first'/><title type='text'>FROM THE DESK OF SARA</title><subtitle type='html'>A Canadian small town girl from Northern Ontario, living just outside the Nation's capital. Married to PC, Mommy to two boys, E and H. Just trying to keep up with life and everything that comes across my desk!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>787</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2313807319329480229</id><published>2012-01-22T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:21:19.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography wannabe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Self-timer perfection!</title><content type='html'>Over Christmas... I discovered that my boys are somehow entranced by the self-timer on my camera.&amp;nbsp; Christmas eve we were trying to take a family photo with my sister and parents, and when it came time to use the self-timer, the boys lit up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I didn't discover this sooner, I could have save myself a whole lot of foolishness - as in me acting like a complete fool to get my boys to look at me - at the same time - and smile - eyes open - teeth showing, AND somewhat square to the camera.&amp;nbsp; Its near impossible at the ages they are at right now. If one is smiling, the other one is fighting to get away, or if one is happy to have a photo taken, and the other won't look anywhere in my direction. Its more than a day's worth of work in the effort department, and still the results are often disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But cue the self-timer and watch the mystery unfold in front of you.&amp;nbsp; Here's probably the BEST photo I have taken of the two of them in many many months. I am in love with it! E looks so 'big brother' and H is for once looking at the camera and smiling - and not looking at E! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyutbA05AMw/TxeUtnpZUlI/AAAAAAAADNE/TjrG7HusbTA/s1600/IMG_2494_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyutbA05AMw/TxeUtnpZUlI/AAAAAAAADNE/TjrG7HusbTA/s400/IMG_2494_2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the informal shoot was going so well (E was all over it announcing to H 'we're gonna do it again Huddy, wait for the beep beep beep, then smile big, and be good - okay?'), I decided to join the fun - and again came away with a successful photo of myself and the boys! I am usually the one taking ninety-five percent of the photos around here, so when I get a great photo of the boys and I, I could practically scream!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDV8B5nLu-E/TxeUz9C8HGI/AAAAAAAADNM/RLGpp2rUeF8/s1600/IMG_2460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MDV8B5nLu-E/TxeUz9C8HGI/AAAAAAAADNM/RLGpp2rUeF8/s400/IMG_2460.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... 10 minutes of self-timing picture taking and I have two photos that I am going to frame for my desk.&amp;nbsp; If you have a self-timer option on your camera, I suggest you try it with your young children - you just never know what the results will be! I am sure this phase will also wear off, but for now, I will milk it for all its worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up - Valentine's photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-2313807319329480229?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/2313807319329480229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=2313807319329480229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2313807319329480229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2313807319329480229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/self-timer-perfection.html' title='Self-timer perfection!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyutbA05AMw/TxeUtnpZUlI/AAAAAAAADNE/TjrG7HusbTA/s72-c/IMG_2494_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-447502220924773397</id><published>2012-01-21T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T22:33:27.012-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wrap-up (although technically I still have another week to go)!!</title><content type='html'>When you still feel 25... the only thing that can make 32 sting a little less is some fancy dancy cupcakes! PC brought these babies home from the &lt;a href="http://www.theflourshoppe.ca/"&gt;Flour Shoppe&lt;/a&gt; on Bank Street in Ottawa.&amp;nbsp; They didn't just look amazing, they tasted amazing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvd0IYZLlK0/TxZICwmI0GI/AAAAAAAADMk/QAc94wnSsWU/s1600/IMG_2402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvd0IYZLlK0/TxZICwmI0GI/AAAAAAAADMk/QAc94wnSsWU/s320/IMG_2402.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E helped me put out the birthday fire... H couldn't be trusted to A. stay away from the flames B. keep his hands out of the fancy icing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mGYbGBVszI/TxZIOa0SGcI/AAAAAAAADMs/uHzZDPmoyRs/s1600/IMG_2407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mGYbGBVszI/TxZIOa0SGcI/AAAAAAAADMs/uHzZDPmoyRs/s320/IMG_2407.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4D6LoOJWUmg/TxZIVxa8VPI/AAAAAAAADM0/TpyCYSobyF8/s1600/IMG_2406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4D6LoOJWUmg/TxZIVxa8VPI/AAAAAAAADM0/TpyCYSobyF8/s320/IMG_2406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 also stung a little less when PC and the boys surprised me with a brand new MacBook Pro. I was shocked to say the least - I guess all my belly aching about my current MacBook being maxed to capacity didn't go unnoticed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0B-YUE-m8WM/TxZLGcmYmXI/AAAAAAAADM8/qORY_ytdM8E/s1600/IMG_2431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0B-YUE-m8WM/TxZLGcmYmXI/AAAAAAAADM8/qORY_ytdM8E/s320/IMG_2431.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My b-day itself was kinda of a flop... we wanted to go sledding with the boys but the it was so damn cold that day, we didn't risk it. I settled for a nice lunch out with the fam and a little bit of shopping. That's the breaks when your born in January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of the birthday messages, tweets, and FB shout-outs... they did not go unnoticed! Now let's hope 32 is a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-447502220924773397?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/447502220924773397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=447502220924773397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/447502220924773397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/447502220924773397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-wrap-up-although-technically-i.html' title='Birthday Wrap-up (although technically I still have another week to go)!!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvd0IYZLlK0/TxZICwmI0GI/AAAAAAAADMk/QAc94wnSsWU/s72-c/IMG_2402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3482444825226819897</id><published>2012-01-18T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:01:24.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddler boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids say the darnedest things'/><title type='text'>The taxman drives a....</title><content type='html'>Tonight while waiting for dinner to finish cooking, PC, and the boys, and I were down stairs playing in the basement...enjoying a few minutes of downtime after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E seems to be in quite the 'good guys vs. bad guys' phase right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is always asking us... is that guy a good guy or a bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent it seems like a pretty straight forward game... and we all recall the basic scenario:&lt;br /&gt;cops = good guys&lt;br /&gt;robbers = bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E has a ride around Fisher Price police car with a siren, and he is often chasing someone down in his very imaginative make-believe world. He always wants to know 'who can I chase now?' ... and you have to get creative with a three year-old or else he will call you on it... 'but I already chased that guy Mommy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight... he wanted to know who he can chase... so for kicks, I threw out, 'how about the taxman?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately E asks for clarification 'is he a good guy or a bad guy?'I chuckled and immediately said bad guy, while PC (a civil servant taxman) corrects me and says 'good guy'.Good or bad issue aside, E gets all distraught and insists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'but I can't chase the taxman, because... cause... cause... the taxman drives a ... a... a...a taxi - and he'll get away on me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC and I cried laughing.... of course it makes perfect sense to a three year old ... taxman - taxi - of course a taxi would be the taxman's gettaway car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just never know what to expect from the mouth of a three year-old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to post this little snippet from tonight as I know these are the little moments that I will enjoy reading in 12 years, when he's giving me some major teenaged attitude!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3482444825226819897?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3482444825226819897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3482444825226819897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3482444825226819897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3482444825226819897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/taxman-drives.html' title='The taxman drives a....'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2114372751782767468</id><published>2012-01-12T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:45:05.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in the day'/><title type='text'>Birthday Month!</title><content type='html'>You know what the best thing is about January?&lt;br /&gt;Besides it being a new year... its my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdaaaaaaaaaaay Moooooooooonth&lt;br /&gt;(say it Oprah Winfrey style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... so I don't celebrate the entire month (publicly) but internally, I am throwing myself one party after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not kinda a big deal... it IS a big deal!&lt;br /&gt;Just ask PC, I remind him, every. single. day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was a little girl, I have always loved my birthday! My Mom and Dad always made it special for me in some form or another, and to be honest, they still do so today (which I love)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this photo a few months ago, and I though my birthday month was the perfect time to post it! It is from one of my birthday parties.... with many of my childhood friends. Aren't we cute?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yd_fxZseMKY/TwPIJwVR-sI/AAAAAAAADMc/mSIsyDbzm3E/s1600/sc003ebcda02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yd_fxZseMKY/TwPIJwVR-sI/AAAAAAAADMc/mSIsyDbzm3E/s400/sc003ebcda02.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;L to R Front: Sherry Lautenslager, Jamie King, Megan Turner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;L to R Back: Moi, Tiffany Thompson, Kristy Cooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the number of candles on the cake, it looks like my 6th birthday, so probably grade 1! I frankly don't remember the exact details of this party, but I love a lot of things about this picture... like the pure happiness on our faces as we sip grape Crush and cream soda, the retro ketchup and mustard bottles we used to dress our hot dogs, and those very basic chip bowls which my Mom and Dad are still using to this very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the simplicity that was my birthday all those years ago... and as 32 is &lt;strike&gt;knocking&lt;/strike&gt; banging on the door, ironically I want something much the same this year - a little cake, something to sip on ... and being surrounded by some pretty amazing people!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-2114372751782767468?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/2114372751782767468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=2114372751782767468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2114372751782767468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2114372751782767468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-month.html' title='Birthday Month!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yd_fxZseMKY/TwPIJwVR-sI/AAAAAAAADMc/mSIsyDbzm3E/s72-c/sc003ebcda02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-6548502392921741887</id><published>2012-01-09T23:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:45:36.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from the working world!</title><content type='html'>One full week under my belt and I have lived to tell the tale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at the office are running just as predicted... I saw some friendly faces which was nice, and I also saw a whack load of new faces! 14 months in Government is a long time in the human resource world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pet peeve with the new faces is that when they see me... they take note, and then talk to their other semi-new colleagues, and they ask each other 'who's the new girl?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the new girl... I am NOT. THE. NEW. GIRL.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Other than that... I am enjoying being back in the swing of things. I got my first assignment last week and it forced me to dust off the cobwebs and find my groove. Its amazing how quickly things are coming back to me - as they say... just like riding a bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had a pretty awesome first week at daycare too... lots of new activities and all around new fun. They are adjusting better than expected and seeing their happy sweet faces at the end of the day is definitely the highlight. E is full information from the day's events too, and it makes suppertime conversation pretty hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC was off last week, so I didn't have to do morning drop off. He let me ease back into the whole routine which was also nice! I just had to worry about me and my coffee first thing in the AM, but tomorrow, I get to figure out exactly what its like to get myself and two 'I love to sleep' boys out the door for 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the working world, also comes the age old question of 'what's for dinner'? This weekend, PC and I took 15 minutes on Saturday to meal plan for the week ahead... and Sunday I hit the grocery store (a zoo) to pick up all the items we needed. I have NEVER done this before, and I have to say (prematurely speaking) its nice to not have to think about meals at the end of the day - so I hope this is something we can keep up for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... the working world is not so bad, its actually nice to have some time to myself, and to do some things in a day that I am good at, besides being silly with my boys at home. Its hard to leave them when they are at such fun ages, but at the same time, I think I can find a balance to make the most of my time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 'officially' back to work, back in the swing of things, and back to living for evenings and weekends again. The time off with my boys was fabulous while it lasted, but rejoining the office world has had some nice perks too! Given that it took me a week to get this update posted, I can see that blogging may have to take a back seat, but hopefully I can keep it up and interesting enough to have you check in on me once in a while.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Thanks for understanding... I hope my next post won't be too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6548502392921741887?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6548502392921741887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6548502392921741887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6548502392921741887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6548502392921741887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/update-from-working-world.html' title='Update from the working world!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-571315727835925544</id><published>2012-01-02T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:20:43.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes nothing...</title><content type='html'>Back to work.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!I am fifty-one percent looking forward to it, and forty-nine percent dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those things that when I sit back and think about it... I will NEVER have another time in my life where I can just 'be' ... be at home with my sweet boys, be dedicated to being a Mom and only a Mom, and be unconcerned with my professional career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By returning to work, I have to actively think about work (which isn't a bad thing) but I also have to juggle the challenges at the office with that of being a Mom. Trying to maintain all the things at home, but also taking into account my career and the energy required to excel in that environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the part of me that is dreading the return is that I know something has to slip at home.&amp;nbsp; I can't possibly keep up everything I've done in the past year, when the good portion of my day is spent at the office - and I remember going back to work after my time off with E... through the week, the only time you see your children is when they are at the lowest part of their day (cranky time before supper... rush rush rush to get them to bed for a decent night's sleep). That in itself is an adjustment as you are constantly wondering if being a working Mom is worth it when your kids spend forty-five percent of their time with you whining or in tears.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I know that I enjoy my career... and I enjoy my office (or at least I did a year ago), and my boys will only be young like this for a short period. I know its manageable but I do live in the dream world where I wish my full-time dedication to them didn't have to end just yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a great year with both of my boys. In September E will be off to school, and by that time H will be a walking talking machine.&amp;nbsp; In just nine short months so much in our daily routine is going to change again... so its best not to dwell on what isn't anymore and focus on what is... and how to conquer the challenge that is a new daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for tomorrow, I have managed to check quite a few things off my list in the last couple of days... Christmas tree and decorations are down and put away, PC and I did a three level mega-toy organization... and now our living room doesn't look like we robbed a toy store anymore.&amp;nbsp; I also put away a lot our Christmas presents (as in PC and I), did ALL the laundry... kids, adults, sheets, towels, blankets - you name it, its been washed!&amp;nbsp; I managed to make a great supper tonight, grocery shop for supper meals for the coming nights, and make my lunch (which I haven't done in forever). We also ate supper at 5:00 today (which never happens), PC had the boys bathed by 6:30, and E was sleeping by 7:30, with H going down at 8:30.&amp;nbsp; Not sure if its the back to work thing or the New Year that has us so well organized today... but whatever the case is I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to locate my work pass, figure out an outfit for the AM, set the Keurig of Auto ON/OFF ... and I'll be rolling out the door tomorrow morning at 7 AM as if I am off to the lottery office to pick up my big cheque! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck... cause here goes nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-571315727835925544?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/571315727835925544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=571315727835925544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/571315727835925544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/571315727835925544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/here-goes-nothing.html' title='Here goes nothing...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-372915639732111382</id><published>2012-01-01T21:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:32:33.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2012</title><content type='html'>I would love to say I am jumping up and down to start the new year, but the truth of it is, I am feeling a little sad... not because a new year is upon us, but because I go back to work on Tuesday, after almost 14 months away from the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was a great year. I have logged so many memories from it... ones that I know are going to slip away so quickly, especially since Tuesday I now take on the challenge of working mom of two.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I want to be optimistic that 2012 is going to be a great year... but I have to wonder, how could anything possibly top 2011?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is... I am going to find out (whether I want to or not), and although my expectations for the year are low... I am hoping I come away pleasantly surprised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of 2011 was lots of fun... we had a great Christmas and got to spend some time with both sides of our family - where would be without family? I do know that I would have cooked and clean a heck of lot more these past few weeks if it wasn't for our dear families looking after us and giving us a break from it all (so thank you Mom B and Mom C).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at my parents over Christmas I managed to take a family photo of my side of the family... and it turned out good (everyone including children looking at the camera and smiling = rare). I couldn't pass up the opportunity to take advantage of &lt;a href="http://www.dolcettodesigns.com/"&gt;Dolcetto Designs&lt;/a&gt; New Year bonus... so I had a little digital design put together for my Mom &amp;amp; Dad &amp;amp; sister to say just that 'Happy New Year'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9G7SBh9dhU/TwEVfBRCMQI/AAAAAAAADMI/Nm8xg1QGhfg/s1600/bellerose2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9G7SBh9dhU/TwEVfBRCMQI/AAAAAAAADMI/Nm8xg1QGhfg/s400/bellerose2012.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2012 treats each of you wonderfully... life is short so let's enjoy the time we have together and not dwell on all of the imperfections in our lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto has always been... live well. laugh often. love much. - and I plan to do so in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-372915639732111382?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/372915639732111382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=372915639732111382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/372915639732111382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/372915639732111382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-2012.html' title='Welcome 2012'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9G7SBh9dhU/TwEVfBRCMQI/AAAAAAAADMI/Nm8xg1QGhfg/s72-c/bellerose2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8337582232541340896</id><published>2011-12-31T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T11:06:50.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011: A year in review</title><content type='html'>Its tradition around here to review the year via blog posts... and you know how much I love traditions, so this year will be no different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 has been a fabulous year... a year I got spend with my boys at home being a Mom and only a Mom.  I loved it so much so that I am dragging my feet into the New Year (but I know returning to work will remind me of my passions before I became a mother).I feel like 2011 was a blur and that's why I like to blog... to keep a quick memory of days gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-ive-forgotten-in-two-short-years.html"&gt;Things I've forgotten in two short years &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/01/aww-sht.html"&gt;Aww Sh#t &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-remember-when-30-was-old.html"&gt;I remember when 30 was old&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-huddy.html"&gt;Baby Huddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-love-for-keurig.html"&gt;My LOVE for Keurig&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-on-rideau-canal.html"&gt;A day on the Rideau Canal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/family-photo-that-i-love.html"&gt;Family photo that I love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-in-right-place.html"&gt;You're in the right place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/three-months-first-quarter-down.html"&gt;Three months: first quarter down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/packing-lightly-with-kids.html"&gt;Packing lightly... with kids!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/mama-bear-pushes-back.html"&gt;Mama Bear pushes back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/walking-on-sunshine.html"&gt;Walking on sunshine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-easter.html"&gt;It's Easter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/royal-wedding-where-were-you.html"&gt;The royal wedding: where were you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-just-any-bowls.html"&gt;Not just any bowls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-to-my-mom.html"&gt;Love to my Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-dose-of-tulips.html"&gt;A little dose of tulips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/old-macdonald-had-farm-experimental-one.html"&gt;Old MacDonald had a farm... (an Experimental one)!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-purchase-not-mini-van.html"&gt;New purchase... NOT a Mini van&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-months-teeth-fingers-toes.html"&gt;Six months: Teeth, Fingers, Toes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-dear-old-dad.html"&gt;Happy Father's Day... Dear Old Dad &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/07/cottage-life.html"&gt;Cottage Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-hot-so-why-not-paint.html"&gt;Its hot so why not paint!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-was-wiggley-good-time.html"&gt;It was a Wiggley good time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/08/r-r.html"&gt;R &amp;amp; R&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/09/6-years-baby.html"&gt;6 Years BABY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-can-skate.html"&gt;E CAN-SKATE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/emery-age-3.html"&gt;Emery: Age 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-at-these-kids.html"&gt;Look at these kids!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-memories.html"&gt;Halloween Memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/shop-til-you-drop.html"&gt;Shop til you drop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/munchkin-music-graduation-day.html"&gt;Munchkin Music Graduation Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-visit-with-santa-carlingwood-mall.html"&gt;2011: A visit with Santa (@Carlingwood Mall)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/hs-first-birthday-party-and-it-was.html"&gt;Hudson first birthday party: kinda a big deal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/letter-to-hudson-happy-first-birthday.html"&gt;A letter to Hudson: Happy First Birthday &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/baking-christmas-cookies.html"&gt;Baking Christmas Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-holly-jolly-christmas.html"&gt;Have a holly jolly Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.... 2011 was a good one at From the Desk of Sara! Thanks to all of my faithful readers and even my steady lurkers for stopping by every now and again.&amp;nbsp; I hope you enjoy your last night of 2011 and I wish each of you good health and happiness as 2012 greets us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8337582232541340896?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8337582232541340896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8337582232541340896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8337582232541340896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8337582232541340896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-year-in-review.html' title='2011: A year in review'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-6712007868663522265</id><published>2011-12-30T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:07:51.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E's Third Year Memory Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every year since E was born I have made an effort to record his milestones and annual events in a memory book with the help of &lt;a href="http://shutterfly.com/"&gt;Shutterfly.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This year's book came in just in time for Christmas... as it makes a great gift for the grandparents!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" height="425" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshowphotobook/slideshow_pb.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="xmlURL=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fpsdata%3FprojectGUID%3D0IauWrZu5csVdD%26uid%3D001099760595%26size%3D0%26ts%3D1325343748000%26height%3D425%26width%3D425&amp;size=0&amp;ob=0&amp;fc=0&amp;ss=0&amp;sb=0&amp;ft=0"/&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;embed width="425" height="425" align="middle" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" name="wrapper" quality="best" menu="false" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" flashvars="xmlURL=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fpsdata%3FprojectGUID%3D0IauWrZu5csVdD%26uid%3D001099760595%26size%3D0%26ts%3D1325343748000%26height%3D425%26width%3D425&amp;size=0&amp;ob=0&amp;fc=0&amp;ss=0&amp;sb=0&amp;ft=0" src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshowphotobook/slideshow_pb.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0; text-align: center; width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0IauWrZu5csXVw&amp;amp;eid=115"&gt;Click here to view this photo book larger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 10px; text-align: center; width: 425px;"&gt;Create your own personalized &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/photo-books" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;photo books&lt;/a&gt; at Shutterfly.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="1" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&amp;amp;c1=photobook&amp;amp;c2=blogger" style="background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none; padding: 0;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6712007868663522265?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6712007868663522265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6712007868663522265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6712007868663522265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6712007868663522265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/e-third-year-book.html' title='E&apos;s Third Year Memory Book'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5159835420284264049</id><published>2011-12-29T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T11:38:50.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-ups and daycare relationships...</title><content type='html'>Breaking up with anyone is not an easy thing to do... you have a relationship, and no doubt there have been some great things you've experienced with that relationship, but some relationships change, circumstances change, people change, expectations change... and before you know it, you're headed towards a break-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's face it, break-ups are awkward, and uncomfortable, and hard to do, but when its done, the feeling of relief, and new beginnings is enough to assure you that you did the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in November, we had to break up with our daycare provider. It was not an easy decision, but in the end it was the right decision for the boys and us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a relationship with our daycare provider since October 2009 and it was one of those situations that went swimmingly good for a while, but then, as time elapsed, we got a little too comfortable with each other, and before you know it, things derailed quickly, and the business side of things lacked a lot of professional courtesy in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding it was time to cancel our daycare services was probably one of the more stressful mothering experiences I've had to date... and ending the relationship has since left a lasting impression of what not to do in future daycare relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this post as the conversations on Twitter regarding the number of people who are switching daycares seems to be more common than not.&amp;nbsp; From talking about my experiences, I've learned that many people change their childcare arrangements from time to time, and while circumstances differ, I think there are a few pieces of advice I can pass onto others who may be in a similar situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my personal opinion... and its speaking from my own experience on how best to keep a daycare relationship going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Don't mix business with friendship&lt;/b&gt;. Daycare providers have hearts of gold and are extremely friendly, but at the end of the day they are a running a business. You are the client, they provide the service. You can have a friendship with the daycare provider, but it is in your best interest to keep your relationship business oriented, much the same way a real estate agent would do with a couple trying to sell their home or purchase a new one. You can send Christmas cards, or buy them something special here and there (or vice versa) but you're still the client and there still providing you a service for a fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Speak up&lt;/b&gt;. Relationships with daycare can be great one week and make you doubt your choice the next week. If you don't like something that is happening at your current daycare, whether it is meals, activities or lack their of, tv consumption, discipline, travel arrangements, etc. the best thing to do is address it the first time you feel uncomfortable so that you don't come off as too easy going or accepting of the procedures at the daycare. If you are up front with what is important to you from the start, then it will be less likely that any major surprises will be thrown at you as time elapses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;b&gt; Be respectful&lt;/b&gt;. If you have an issue with the daycare provider, address it in a respectful manner and in person.&amp;nbsp; Sending emails is an easy way to get out of the face to face interaction, but conversations in person or by phone can resolve issues much easier than by email.&amp;nbsp; Often times you don't see your daycare provider long enough at drop off and pick up to bring up a difficult issue but find a time that works for both of you to discuss things in person or over phone so that the tone of each others words are heard and not implied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Get it in writing&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Its nice to think that your friendly nature with the daycare provider is enough to be able to make little adjustments to the contract here and there without having to get things in writing (and sometimes that is the case), but for the safety and protection of all parties involved, you should really work to negotiate the contract so that both sides are comfortable and neither side is being taken advantage of. If things come up throughout the relationship, and it isn't in the contract, don't expect special treatment (and that goes both ways). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Stick to the contract&lt;/b&gt;. As with any business relationship, a contract is in place for a reason. If you've agreed to something, and its in writing, stick to it. If the contract specifies late fees for every 5 minutes you are late, and you show up late 4 times in a month, offer to square up with the daycare provider at the end of the month, don't wait for the daycare provider to get annoyed and feel taken advantage of. Vice-versa, if the daycare provider is allotted special paid holidays or sick leave in the contract, and exceeds it, bring it to the provider's attention and seek reimbursement before the month is out so that you aren't left keeping a side tally of freebies you are owed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned above, this me speaking from my own my experience with our recent daycare provider. Yes, there are many daycare relationships that last for the entire duration that you require daycare services, but there are also many relationships that only work for so long.&amp;nbsp; I have come to realize that sometimes its not so much about the daycare provider as it is what you want from a daycare.&amp;nbsp; What is right for one year, may not be the best thing in subsequent years, but with any luck, you'll develop a fantastic relationship with your care provider for the duration of your needs, and have a lasting, respectful, business relationship, with a little friendship on the side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to those Mommy's (and Daddy's) out there who are contemplating switching daycares.&amp;nbsp; If your on the daycare search I can assure you there are options... and just when you think you've exhausted every avenue, something fabulous will turn up! Hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note... we completed an extensive search for a new daycare provider, and we have found something that suits our current needs and that we are very happy with! Based on the trial days, the boys have both come home happy campers and with CRAFTS!!! Looking forward to having them start full-time in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5159835420284264049?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5159835420284264049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5159835420284264049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5159835420284264049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5159835420284264049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/break-ups-and-daycare-relationships.html' title='Break-ups and daycare relationships...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8997950181908352981</id><published>2011-12-25T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:04:01.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Have a holly jolly Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to take a moment to wish my readers a very Merry Christmas and all the best for a wonderful holiday with your loved ones near and far.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQkUpa7Jx4/TvQLCpH7GxI/AAAAAAAADKU/ZxQws5sCQXM/s1600/ChristmasCard2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQkUpa7Jx4/TvQLCpH7GxI/AAAAAAAADKU/ZxQws5sCQXM/s400/ChristmasCard2011.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Design by &lt;a href="http://www.dolcettodesigns.com/"&gt;Dolcetto Designs&lt;/a&gt;, photos by &lt;a href="http://saramcconnell.ca/"&gt;Sara McConnell Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8997950181908352981?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8997950181908352981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8997950181908352981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8997950181908352981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8997950181908352981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-holly-jolly-christmas.html' title='Have a holly jolly Christmas!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4RQkUpa7Jx4/TvQLCpH7GxI/AAAAAAAADKU/ZxQws5sCQXM/s72-c/ChristmasCard2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2799551517810241707</id><published>2011-12-24T12:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T12:33:56.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve!</title><content type='html'>We're spending Christmas in the North this year with my family and we finally got a little bit of the white stuff to make this day a little extra special!  It just wouldn't be Christmas to me without snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a low key kind of day here. We are all resting up for the excitement tomorrow morning will bring with two excited little boys who are expecting a visit from the big guy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few minutes last week to take some official Christmas tree portraits of each of them.&amp;nbsp; It looks as though they are both making their final pleas to be put on the nice list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll find out tomorrow if they've been 'good enough'! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAvOwagkFjc/TvYKinwFWuI/AAAAAAAADKg/5Ct43HWcHuQ/s1600/IMG_1636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAvOwagkFjc/TvYKinwFWuI/AAAAAAAADKg/5Ct43HWcHuQ/s400/IMG_1636.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHZmxoI68ss/TvYKywuO44I/AAAAAAAADKo/T6FXPOhOeHE/s1600/IMG_1454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHZmxoI68ss/TvYKywuO44I/AAAAAAAADKo/T6FXPOhOeHE/s400/IMG_1454.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYR_zKOt0Ag/TvYLDUjRRoI/AAAAAAAADKw/uAsuGxnWMUM/s1600/IMG_1543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYR_zKOt0Ag/TvYLDUjRRoI/AAAAAAAADKw/uAsuGxnWMUM/s400/IMG_1543.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxlXmS0nK5g/TvYLM37T5eI/AAAAAAAADK4/VNYudkkMMK4/s1600/IMG_1648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JxlXmS0nK5g/TvYLM37T5eI/AAAAAAAADK4/VNYudkkMMK4/s400/IMG_1648.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you... what list are you going to be on this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-2799551517810241707?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/2799551517810241707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=2799551517810241707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2799551517810241707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2799551517810241707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FAvOwagkFjc/TvYKinwFWuI/AAAAAAAADKg/5Ct43HWcHuQ/s72-c/IMG_1636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-4452174256329640510</id><published>2011-12-22T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:40:00.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUX8YAFhbgY/TvKCtV41ekI/AAAAAAAADKI/XoBXe2kwq4c/s1600/IMG_1395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUX8YAFhbgY/TvKCtV41ekI/AAAAAAAADKI/XoBXe2kwq4c/s400/IMG_1395.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little girl there were always things to me that signified Christmas was drawing near - whether it was baking cookies with my Mom, lighting the advent candles every Sunday with my Dad, gobbling up the chocolate of my daily advent calendar, or hunting for the perfect tree (pine not spruce). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Christmas as a child and so naturally I want to have some Christmas countdown traditions with my own boys that I hope they will look forward to each year and maybe someday take forward to their own families (one day, far far away)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advent calendars are a given... I had them, loved them, and this year the boys each got one from my parents, and again from PC's parents - which is fabulous as PC and I get a little piece of chocolate heaven everyday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a fun non-chocolate, non-expensive countdown to do through the fabulous world of &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks to Inviting Printables it was &lt;a href="http://invitingprintables.blogspot.com/2011/11/santa-christmas-countdown-freebie.html"&gt;a free .jpg download&lt;/a&gt; of a bare Santa's beard, and it looked &lt;strike&gt;easy&lt;/strike&gt; fun, so I thought we'd give it a try.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wGUr7MsGg4/TvFt1QWxT9I/AAAAAAAADIw/i3Nr8LFJ3nU/s1600/IMG_1538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1wGUr7MsGg4/TvFt1QWxT9I/AAAAAAAADIw/i3Nr8LFJ3nU/s320/IMG_1538.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;E has been absolutely loving this one... all it requires is the 8 x10 print, some cotton balls, and some scrap-booking tape squares (or a glue stick would work just as well).&amp;nbsp; E likes it because its easy for him to do and its an awesome visual for him to see Ho-Ho's beard filling up as we get closer to Christmas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpfbqLTjXvQ/TvFtrxROR5I/AAAAAAAADIg/Nw1vAR7kcd4/s1600/IMG_1521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpfbqLTjXvQ/TvFtrxROR5I/AAAAAAAADIg/Nw1vAR7kcd4/s320/IMG_1521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-waoQ--z1ZPQ/TvFtyYOnzwI/AAAAAAAADIo/kVKON5BD5z4/s1600/IMG_1519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-waoQ--z1ZPQ/TvFtyYOnzwI/AAAAAAAADIo/kVKON5BD5z4/s320/IMG_1519.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have another fun surprise filled countdown going on at our house too... its a bit more time consuming, and requires a bit of thought, but the excitement level for E is high, and I have to admit I'm having just as much fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day since December 1st, I have a spot upstairs with numbered pouches.... inside there is a clue that leads E to the special surprise.&amp;nbsp; Some days its just a sweet treat or small book, other nights its something pretty good like a puzzle or a little game. We usually do it before bedtime (unless its candy) and it gives E something to do first thing the next morning when I am still sleepy-eyed.&amp;nbsp; One of the surprises a week ago was our gingerbread kit... E was pretty pumped about it, and H loved displaying his brother's hard work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnyb1UHQeh8/TvHgXwhdb-I/AAAAAAAADKA/DnLWBpsG-uY/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wnyb1UHQeh8/TvHgXwhdb-I/AAAAAAAADKA/DnLWBpsG-uY/s400/IMG_1404.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5nsEFc-XlU/TvHgUYlZF8I/AAAAAAAADJ4/QEHcLmAcyCw/s1600/IMG_1424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5nsEFc-XlU/TvHgUYlZF8I/AAAAAAAADJ4/QEHcLmAcyCw/s400/IMG_1424.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made it my mission to have the clues rhyme, and some nights its a challenge, but 22 days in, I am on roll lately! This is one that I don't know if I can keep up with every year, but I will do my best! Next year, H will be able to participate too, so that will mean double the surprises (or perhaps alternating will be better).&amp;nbsp; This one can be a little pricey, but I had bought stocking stuffers for the boys and when I realized I wasn't going to need a lot of them (as the Grandma's spoil them with stockings) I decided to turn it into a surprise countdown. I have a feeling the only downfall to this one will be ... December 26th when its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other little activity that has also be fun as we lead up to Christmas is &lt;a href="http://www.elfontheshelf.com/"&gt;Elf on the Shelf&lt;/a&gt;. Our elf is named Elvis (chosen by E who is a huge fan of Fireman Sam and friends). I wasn't sure if E would be into the concept, but let me tell you, he is all about Elvis and his whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we got it,&amp;nbsp; we watched the little story that goes along with it, and then read the book.&amp;nbsp; We named him, he got his magic, and the next morning when E woke up he was in tears as Elvis wasn't where we left him. I had to laugh! As I re-explained the concept to him, he was quick to catch on, and from that point forward its been a huge highlight of the day discovering where Elvis is lurking. He seems to like the light fixtures at our house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-3D-BCPDWo/TvHeonq3GsI/AAAAAAAADJo/vjKaYdQnDHY/s1600/IMG_1558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o-3D-BCPDWo/TvHeonq3GsI/AAAAAAAADJo/vjKaYdQnDHY/s400/IMG_1558.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gycgCCWBTo/TvHf4X0lvlI/AAAAAAAADJw/egb5IvKA1Bg/s1600/IMG_1399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gycgCCWBTo/TvHf4X0lvlI/AAAAAAAADJw/egb5IvKA1Bg/s400/IMG_1399.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;All of the countdown to Christmas activities has been fun so far...&amp;nbsp; but they wouldn't be half as fun without the excitement and curiosity of a 3 and 1 year old. I think one of the exciting things about having children is reinventing the magic of the season when it comes to Christmas. It some much fun... and in a sense it renews my beliefs in the spirit of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-4452174256329640510?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/4452174256329640510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=4452174256329640510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4452174256329640510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4452174256329640510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/countdown-to-christmas.html' title='Countdown to Christmas'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUX8YAFhbgY/TvKCtV41ekI/AAAAAAAADKI/XoBXe2kwq4c/s72-c/IMG_1395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5656070867473334212</id><published>2011-12-21T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T20:25:28.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good eats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Baking Christmas Cookies</title><content type='html'>Every year growing up, my Mom made a point of baking Christmas cookies with my sister and I. It was one of those festive occasions I always looked forward to... and something I have always wanted to do with my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, when my Mom was down patiently waiting for Hudson to make his entry, she and E baked some cookies together and he loved it.&amp;nbsp; This year, although she was down for H's first birthday, cookie baking was not on the agenda!&amp;nbsp; I decided awhile back that this was the year I was going to have to go it alone (and by alone I mean with some very detailed guidance for the master herself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fall, on a separate visit, my Mom gave me a tutorial on her secret 'cross between sugar and shortbread' dough recipe. At the time, we made a batch of dough and froze it so I'd have it on hand and ready to roll (no pun intended) when the time came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was rainy and wet, and the perfect day to do it. E was eagerly awaiting this activity and as head decorator and official taste-tester, he did a great job. H on the other hand was also eager and as quality control for the pre-cooking side of things, he swiped up two mitt fulls of cookie dough before we had a chance to scream 'Stoooooooooop'! What a boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fun afternoon carrying on an old tradition for me, and making it a new tradition for the boys and I in our household. As per usual, the dough was perfect Mom, and I had two happy cookie monsters at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lllIiOvj3G0/TvFwnV93fgI/AAAAAAAADI4/nShFsv_6l48/s1600/IMG_1512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lllIiOvj3G0/TvFwnV93fgI/AAAAAAAADI4/nShFsv_6l48/s400/IMG_1512.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmfyZ2GmQrs/TvFwsNotmZI/AAAAAAAADJA/bfjh5WTCufA/s1600/IMG_1527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmfyZ2GmQrs/TvFwsNotmZI/AAAAAAAADJA/bfjh5WTCufA/s400/IMG_1527.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znFr24UcDHw/TvFxMMV3ICI/AAAAAAAADJg/eTAI7XFIEo8/s400/IMG_1530.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13SHI0D7z7M/TvFxCy66_II/AAAAAAAADJY/gjKj2kQt2l0/s1600/IMG_1534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13SHI0D7z7M/TvFxCy66_II/AAAAAAAADJY/gjKj2kQt2l0/s400/IMG_1534.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you... do you bake Christmas cookies or have any other special traditions you like to carry out with your families during this season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5656070867473334212?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5656070867473334212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5656070867473334212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5656070867473334212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5656070867473334212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/baking-christmas-cookies.html' title='Baking Christmas Cookies'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lllIiOvj3G0/TvFwnV93fgI/AAAAAAAADI4/nShFsv_6l48/s72-c/IMG_1512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1807162979102675845</id><published>2011-12-16T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:25:00.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy of two'/><title type='text'>A letter to Hudson: Happy First Birthday Sweet Boy!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Today, my sweet boy, you are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago today, we were up bright and early heading to the hospital for an induction, only to have to wait 12 hours (in addition to the previous 11 days) for your arrival.&amp;nbsp; But... you were well worth the wait. You actually surprised us by making us think your birthday was going to be the 17th of December, but then deciding in a flash that you were making the 16th! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are a year later... I could not imagine my life without you. And I could not imagine our family without you in it. You were the missing piece of the puzzle, and now we are complete, because of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uu2emFlC__A/Turg_irAroI/AAAAAAAADIY/YSm3VVbOrio/s1600/IMG_1373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uu2emFlC__A/Turg_irAroI/AAAAAAAADIY/YSm3VVbOrio/s400/IMG_1373.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am still amazed at how we function as a family of four. You are such a good little boy, a happy baby, and a boy that knows what you want! At 21 lbs, you wake up with a smile every morning, and you go to bed at night just the same.&amp;nbsp; You sleep like a rock, and you have given Mommy an easy go during her time off with you &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(some might say too easy)&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your brother have a budding friendship. He entertains you to no end, and he is teaching you many things. He has been so generous in sharing his things with you, and you've done the same in return, but I have a feeling as you both grow older your generous ways may tighten up just a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last year you have taught me so many things about myself. I can hardly believe that last year at this time I was terrified to be left alone with you and your big brother, but now, I absolutely adore the time we have together, just us.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for you to grow... and for you and your brother to do boys things together, and for our family to experience all things Canadian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rocked you before bed last night and I was clinging to you as I feel your baby days are quickly fading. You are becoming more independent each day, not yet walking, but eager and persistent at trying to pull yourself up on every piece of unstable furniture we own.&amp;nbsp; You have the army crawl down to a science, and are always running time trials to see how quickly you can disappear on us when we turn our back for a second.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite things to do right now are roll a ball and chase it, play with the dirty broom, or crawl around with a hockey stick in tow! You also love to play peek-a-boo and watch your big brother bust a move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are babbling up a storm... and while we can't quite make out the words you are saying just yet (beyond Ma-Ma and Da-Da), you definitely have a persistence about you, ensuring we understand you.&amp;nbsp; Your pointer finger is always in action whether it be at your brother, a specific food you want, a cup, a light fixture or a car on the road. You love to point and you make sure we get the point before you put that finger down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good eater, and are quickly discovering that finger foods are the way to go. You no longer like to be served your meal, but rather love the self-serve option. You still like to let us know your finished eating by dramatically throwing your food on the floor and giggling yourself into hysterics when we tell you not to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that laugh... it is the highlight of my days! You got that gene from your Daddy, but you are sure making it your own. You love to giggle and your laugh is infectious to those around you.&amp;nbsp; When you get going, you get an extra twinkle in your eye which surely means you are destine for mischief but that's okay (for now) as we know you are discovering the world and learning about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the special year we have spent together.&amp;nbsp; You have made me realize that being a mother is a big deal, and it is a gift to have not only one but two special boys in my life.&amp;nbsp; I love you to pieces little man, and I want you to know that no matter what, Daddy and I will always be here for you - to love you, guide you, protect you, and support you in everything you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are our special little boy Hudson, and on your first birthday you are loved more than any words could express.&amp;nbsp; I wish for you a year of health and happiness in all the new adventures your second year will bring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you today and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1807162979102675845?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1807162979102675845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1807162979102675845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1807162979102675845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1807162979102675845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/letter-to-hudson-happy-first-birthday.html' title='A letter to Hudson: Happy First Birthday Sweet Boy!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uu2emFlC__A/Turg_irAroI/AAAAAAAADIY/YSm3VVbOrio/s72-c/IMG_1373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2180722037351532857</id><published>2011-12-15T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:37:30.151-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><title type='text'>H's First Birthday Party (kinda a big deal)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfBE3iIYz7Q/Tul0PXor66I/AAAAAAAADGg/Hs9kty2PHIU/s1600/Hudson+dolcetto+designs%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfBE3iIYz7Q/Tul0PXor66I/AAAAAAAADGg/Hs9kty2PHIU/s400/Hudson+dolcetto+designs%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Invitation designed by &lt;a href="http://www.dolcettodesigns.com/"&gt;Dolcetto Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Although the birthday boy won't officially be 1 until Friday, we celebrated his ONE-derful milestone with a cupcake party a little early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to keep the party simple and low-key so that the birthday boy could just enjoy his visitors and not be too overwhelmed by all the party hoopla, and it seemed to work well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H was a perfect birthday boy... he had a decent nap before the party guests started arriving, and he was pretty into his presents and cake too, which put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided a few weeks ago that I was going to attempt to make his first birthday cake.&amp;nbsp; I did a trial run and it went pretty well so I put on my baking hat and took on the pressure of making a first birthday cake and 30 matching cupcakes for the big day. The cake was by no means perfect, but I was happy with how it turned out and seeing my baby boy dig into it was such a treat! It served its purpose well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H was spoiled! He is now in toy heaven (and his big bro has discovered that 'sharing' toys isn't such a bad thing when your baby bro comes through with a new haul of boy entertainment)!&amp;nbsp; The only question now is... what will Santa bring the boy who just got everything?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fun pics from the party! 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Wrapping paper... all the way, unless of course I don't have suitable box, then its a gift bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;2. Real tree or Artificial? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artificial - in my adulthood, as I married a man who is allergic to 'real' Christmas trees. When I was younger we always got a real tree and I loved doing that, but I have to say I really do LOVE my artificial tree when I can put it up pre-holiday rush and enjoy it. I love sitting in the living room, nothing but the tree lights on! It honestly makes my house feel like a HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;3. When do you put up the tree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, before I had a December baby, I would have said first week in December, this year, though, I put it up the second week in December, and I am thinking that this might be the new norm in our household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;4. When do you take the tree down?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The later the tree goes up, the later you take it down right?! Usually the first weekend in January its down. I'm not my mother, heaving it out the front door on the 27th of December or anything crazy like that, but the first of the new year I like to see it go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;5. Do you like Egg Nog?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I LOVE Egg Nog, but ask me to drink a glass in April - no thank you.&amp;nbsp; I am currently addicted to Starbuck's Egg Nog Latte's, or Green Mountain's Spicy Eggnog Holiday k-cups.&amp;nbsp; So good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;6. Favorite gift received as a child? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I have to say the year I got my Game Boy was pretty awesome! I also loved our newborn cabbage patch doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;7. Hardest person to buy for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC has a fabulous great Aunt who spoils us, but I have to admit, she is hard to buy for... not because she is picky or has unique taste, but because the older you get the more you have/the less you need.&amp;nbsp; I rack my brain every year to come up with something different, practical, useful, and that doesn't scream 'I'm getting older', but its definitely a challenge unless of course you buy her the same thing every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;8. Easiest person to buy for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My parents are fairly easy to buy for... they don't indulge in a lot of things, so if they mention something in July, you can bet they won't have it by Christmas, which makes it easy to shop for! And, they are always full of ideas of what would be useful to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;9. Do you have a nativity scene? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... are they up? No. Glass + babies &amp;amp; toddlers = disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;10. Mail or email Christmas cards? &lt;/span&gt;Mail... definitely, and photo definitely.&amp;nbsp; I love getting Christmas cards of all types... but I especially love photo ones by mail! Or I love the annual letters too... a card with some meat! Those are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the year that my sister and I got the knock-off version of the grown-up cabbage patch dolls. I knew right away they were not "Cabbage Patch" and I was pretty disappointed (but in my adult life I know it was the thought that counts)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;12. Favorite Christmas Movie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elf... I love that movie, and can watch it over and over again.&amp;nbsp; A close second is National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? &lt;/span&gt;It use to be December 10th or so... but in my mothering years, I have learned to pick things up starting back in the summer! The real challenge is remembering where the gifts are stored come game time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas... NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas and favorite Christmas dessert? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite thing to eat at Christmas is my Mom's stuffing. Since I don't make it home most Thanksgiving's, I miss out on turkey and stuffing, so Mom's Christmas stuffing tastes that much better. Dessert wise, I'd have to go with Mom's lemon squares! So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;16. Lights on the tree? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;17. Favorite Christmas song? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, so many good ones. I love me some Michael Bubble this time of year and Lady A's Christmas album is a good one, but two that get stuck in my head easily are Bing's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KgoUNH2f8c"&gt;Christmas in Killarney&lt;/a&gt; and Gayla Peevey's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7oOzszFIBcE"&gt;I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternate.&amp;nbsp; Pros and cons to both. Although we don't see both of our families on Christmas morning, we are lucky that we don't have to rush visits and squeeze in appearances on all four sides. Traveling is not fun in the snowy weather, but being 'home' for Christmas is always a treat. No matter where we are though, we always wished we were with EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;19. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer’s? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudy!! Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, "&lt;a href="http://danigirl.ca/blog/2010/12/14/the-one-with-her-annual-reindeer-rant/"&gt;Donder&lt;/a&gt;", and Blitzen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;20. Angel on the tree top or a star? &lt;/span&gt;Angel! But E informed me this year that its suppose to be a star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning... all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Those hand lotion salesman in the middle of the mall. Annoying all year through, but ten times more annoying at Christmas in the rush of holiday shoppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;23. Favorite ornament theme or color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the gold, silver, and reds! Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;24. Handmade ornaments or store bought? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combo. Love the beautiful store bought ones, but as my boys get older, I think I will come to love the handmade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;25. What do you want for Christmas this year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honestly, I want a simple Christmas - this being my last few weeks of mat. leave, I want to close out 2011 in a low key fashion with health and happiness for all my family and friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, your turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like play along, feel free to copy and paste, just share the link to your answers in the comment section! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-487417196383316078?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/487417196383316078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=487417196383316078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/487417196383316078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/487417196383316078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/25-questions-about-christmas-go.html' title='25 Questions about Christmas: GO!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5071681283605712390</id><published>2011-12-12T23:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:16:59.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>2011: A visit with Santa (@ Carlingwood Mall)!</title><content type='html'>It wouldn't officially be Christmas in our household without a little trip to see the big guy in the red suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may recall that &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2010/12/visit-with-santa-or-not.html"&gt;our attempt to see Santa Claus last year&lt;/a&gt; with E was unsuccessful in snapping the traditional Santa &amp;amp; Me photo, but E does love all things Ho-Ho, and this year his excitement should be bottled up and stored for when he is 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H on the other hand has never officially met Mr. Red Suit, and at first he seemed okay with it, but when it came time to hand him over, he had a little freak out. I really wasn't expecting it because &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-visit-with-santa.html"&gt;E at that age was so content&lt;/a&gt; and unaware of strangers, but H is a different baby, and frankly and he and Santa did not hit it off. The best part of the entire scene may have been when E tried to reassure H by saying '&lt;i&gt;its okay Huddy Buddy&lt;/i&gt;', when really E was questioning the whole thing too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so ago I asked for some advice on Twitter about who had the best mall Santa, and I got several opinions. In the end, we opted to go with Mr. Claus at &lt;a href="http://carlingwood.com/index.php?page=events"&gt;Carlingwood Mall&lt;/a&gt;. I like the photo option with this mall Santa, as it was $10 and they gave you a DVD on the spot of all the photos they snapped during your interaction with Santa.&amp;nbsp; Santa himself at Carlingwood was also a selling feature.&amp;nbsp; He was very welcoming and took the time to get to know the boys without rushing them into the photo op. In addition, both boys got a little stuffed toy to take away (not CANDY)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the fact that E did not want to do the Usain Bolt 100M dash outta there was a success in itself, and while H was a bit upset about his first encounter, it definitely could have been worse!&amp;nbsp; E did get to tell Santa that '&lt;i&gt;I'mah been a good boy&lt;/i&gt;' and '&lt;i&gt;I want a FIRETRUCK&lt;/i&gt;'.&amp;nbsp; I think Santa got it loud and clear by the end... firetruck - Emery - check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos from the days events! Thank you Carlingwood Santa and your photo elves! We'll be back next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAptrydXL68/Tubbp6o9EAI/AAAAAAAADGI/cH_cMaMKi4A/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAptrydXL68/Tubbp6o9EAI/AAAAAAAADGI/cH_cMaMKi4A/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NArGq1zTBmQ/TubbivZWoAI/AAAAAAAADGA/JHprctsqG5s/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NArGq1zTBmQ/TubbivZWoAI/AAAAAAAADGA/JHprctsqG5s/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwHJtA1CmMI/TubY12fI7hI/AAAAAAAADFw/hGITh_rV2KQ/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwHJtA1CmMI/TubY12fI7hI/AAAAAAAADFw/hGITh_rV2KQ/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UmY34nx_jQ/TubY8-aXs5I/AAAAAAAADF4/5bh1nuFzVcc/s1600/DSC_0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UmY34nx_jQ/TubY8-aXs5I/AAAAAAAADF4/5bh1nuFzVcc/s400/DSC_0005.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6dlZnPE71Dw/TubYwWAP2ZI/AAAAAAAADFg/wK133y2PRkU/s1600/DSC_0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6dlZnPE71Dw/TubYwWAP2ZI/AAAAAAAADFg/wK133y2PRkU/s400/DSC_0007.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSO3vO3DYJM/TubYyqbWrjI/AAAAAAAADFo/SsYldM2YxII/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xSO3vO3DYJM/TubYyqbWrjI/AAAAAAAADFo/SsYldM2YxII/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side... not sure if you saw &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/holiday/sitting-for-santa-pics-its-war-out-there/article2264698/"&gt;the article in the Globe and Mail recently about taking your kids to get 'the photo' with Santa&lt;/a&gt;, but its worth a quick read if your looking for a chuckle! My colleague, Emilie, is in the cover photo with her son and daughter. Classic photo! If you have time be sure to browse through the photo album that goes with the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5071681283605712390?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5071681283605712390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5071681283605712390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5071681283605712390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5071681283605712390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-visit-with-santa-carlingwood-mall.html' title='2011: A visit with Santa (@ Carlingwood Mall)!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAptrydXL68/Tubbp6o9EAI/AAAAAAAADGI/cH_cMaMKi4A/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1358424836935150397</id><published>2011-12-07T18:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:45:19.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><title type='text'>Videos: Santa's Portable North Pole vs. Magic Santa</title><content type='html'>You may have heard a lot of the hype over the Santa Claus messages you can have sent to your kids to aid them in keeping the magic of Christmas alive. I did the Portable North Pole video one last year for E, and that is when he fell in love with all things 'Ho-Ho'. It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I had heard a lot about &lt;a href="http://magicsanta.ca/homepage.html"&gt;Magic Santa&lt;/a&gt;, so I decided to try it out first, but truth be told, I wasn't as impressed with it, as I am with &lt;a href="http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/home?gclid=CMvv3cGP8awCFcbd4AodcE9RNw"&gt;Santa's PNP version&lt;/a&gt;.There are a couple of things that differ between the two, and each one has its definite advantages, but for me, the PNP video was the clear winner because of one basic feature: Santa says my child's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, who's full name is Emery, was not recognized by the Santa Magic system, Santa in fact says 'Oh hello there DEAR FRIEND'.  If your child's name is Bob or Suzie you probably won't have a problem, but if their name is not considered main-stream, you'll get 'Dear Friend'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PNP system recognizes a wide variety of names, and lets you confirm the pronunciation of your child's name too. When the video starts and he says 'Well hello there EMERY' - E's face was pretty priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big win for the PNP video is that is loads rather quickly in comparison to Santa Magic, which took for.ev.er (and a day) to get up and running. We had to watch this mail envelope slowly go from the computer to the North Pole before the video was ready to roll and I'm pretty sure that taking a trip to the North Pole was actually quicker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither system allows you to specify an exact gift. Last year the PNP system let you upload a photo of what the gift was that your child was most likely to receive from Santa Claus, but this year it is kept to categories.  E is asking for a Firetruck, and each video just says 'truck' to keep it simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PNP video, does let you reference two special events from the past year and allows you upload extra pictures, where as Magic Santa, lets you reference a special event, but Santa only says it, doesn't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I did like the Magic Santa video for explaining what Santa was doing during the video (trying to figure out if the child has been good or bad), and for actually putting 'the order' for the specified toy in with an elf. But I appreciated the elves' role in the PNP video a bit more because of their anticipation of whether the child made the good boy(girl) list, and their added excitement when the machine determines GOOD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Magic Santa video, it does close off nicely but putting a Christmas bulb with the child's picture on it, on Santa's tree, but overall I thought the PNP video was more believable - right down to the Santa Claus costume and beard that is used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a clip of E watching his Santa PNP video for the first time! If you have a few minutes of your time and have not done this yet for your children, it is truly worth your time - I don't think you will regret it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="223" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jUXE96sFRuk" width="380"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you do one of these videos for your children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews or godchildren? How did they like it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1358424836935150397?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1358424836935150397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1358424836935150397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1358424836935150397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1358424836935150397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/12/videos-santas-portable-north-pole-vs.html' title='Videos: Santa&apos;s Portable North Pole vs. Magic Santa'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jUXE96sFRuk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-981904827728468259</id><published>2011-11-29T18:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T19:04:15.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proud Mommy moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Munchkin Music Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>For the past few months, E has been participating in a little preschool program here in our small town of Embrun. The first phase of the program is called Munchkin Music and teaches the preschoolers all about the different instruments, musical sounds, and a variety of fun songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E has really enjoyed the program. He is always hesitant to go, but once he is there he really enjoys himself and is pretty proud of all of the crafts he has brought home.The teachers that work with the group are very energetic and really make it easy for the kids to enjoy themselves away from their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 12 weeks the group has been preparing for Graduation Day (E always says 'its my celebration' instead of 'graduation'), which consisted of a little concert of all the songs they've learned - a special performance for the parents. I wasn't sure how E would react to the crowd, but he didn't miss a beat, he sang all of his songs proudly for the audience, and was very happy when he recieved his diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC, Hudson, and I attended the 'celebration' and we were very proud of our little man! Thanks to Miss Catherine and Miss Nathalie for a great little program! Can't wait for the second session which starts after Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here a few pictures from the graduation, and a little video from part of the ceremony! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSKUBsrYHBo/TtVsihX8SkI/AAAAAAAADCk/gJd6fWth9vY/s1600/IMG_0668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSKUBsrYHBo/TtVsihX8SkI/AAAAAAAADCk/gJd6fWth9vY/s400/IMG_0668.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0VSNNC7yAY/TtVspQGeQ2I/AAAAAAAADCs/prBxl0KlCpg/s1600/IMG_0661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0VSNNC7yAY/TtVspQGeQ2I/AAAAAAAADCs/prBxl0KlCpg/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtkvXdJQTKA/TtVsF4t0MGI/AAAAAAAADB0/LyX5yM-Bb70/s1600/IMG_0676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KtkvXdJQTKA/TtVsF4t0MGI/AAAAAAAADB0/LyX5yM-Bb70/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYDOrorEt-M/TtVsYxeUBfI/AAAAAAAADCU/f_WwChHSdWk/s1600/IMG_0672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yYDOrorEt-M/TtVsYxeUBfI/AAAAAAAADCU/f_WwChHSdWk/s400/IMG_0672.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="223" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y6SVAKN_eI8" width="380"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="223" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/45KgZefEW7Y" width="380"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-981904827728468259?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/981904827728468259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=981904827728468259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/981904827728468259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/981904827728468259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/munchkin-music-graduation-day.html' title='Munchkin Music Graduation Day'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSKUBsrYHBo/TtVsihX8SkI/AAAAAAAADCk/gJd6fWth9vY/s72-c/IMG_0668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5352138006000276345</id><published>2011-11-21T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:33:22.705-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your opinion please'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncharted territory'/><title type='text'>Calling all December babies... how is your birthday best separated from Christmas?</title><content type='html'>So... I am trying to plan a 1st birthday party for my sweet boy who will celebrate the big ONE in just a few short weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, I am also trying to get my Christmas shopping done in a few short weeks too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I am not the first Mom to come across this challenge, but I do know that I try to make birthdays in this house a big deal, and this is my first experience with party planning when another mega holiday is staring me right in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I know that every December I am going to be facing this challenge, as H blows out his first big candle on December 16th, just 9 days before Santa Claus comes to town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to hear from the December babies out there, or the parents of December babies, to find out how you or your parents separated your December birthday from Christmas in this very busy month of holiday hoopla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there should be some code or book out there that I'm missing... you know the one titled 'how not to f'up your baby's December birthday'! I can't seem to get my hands on a copy, but my desire to know whats in that book is borderline obsessive! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year, I am hosting H's big party a bit early so that I won't have the house all decorated up for Christmas... but I know this won't be the case every year.&amp;nbsp; I guess I am wondering from all the December babies if you prefer to have your birthday looped in with Christmas or if you wish it was a completely separate event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I vow never to wrap H's birthday gifts in Christmas paper... and to always give him the special birthday attention that anyone in our family would get on their special day... but I am still concerned that because his birthday is so close to Christmas, he'll be gypted just a little in the birthday department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... let's hear it December babies... what's the secret to having a fabulous birthday in the month of Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5352138006000276345?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5352138006000276345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5352138006000276345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5352138006000276345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5352138006000276345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/calling-all-december-babies-how-is-your.html' title='Calling all December babies... how is your birthday best separated from Christmas?'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3803495785230610643</id><published>2011-11-17T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T01:06:24.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><title type='text'>11 Months: Can't sit still!</title><content type='html'>Whoa! Another month has flown by and my little man has become quite the mover and shaker! Honestly, if you blink for a second, you might lose him! He is go go go, all. the. time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this stage with E, but not to this extent.&amp;nbsp; E was content to have some freedom, but didn't really get into any kinda of trouble during his exploration phase.&amp;nbsp; H on the other hand is willing to push the limits on EVERYTHING! Once he has his sights set on something, if you step in and deter him, he gets pretty vocal about how you've wronged him! Its cute, and his sweet smile is able to buy him a little bit of slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does like to put up a pretty good fight once he does get his hands on something he considers awesome, and it takes a little effort to pry it out of his clingy little hands. Despite his determination, he is still easily satisfied by a change of scenery or some attention from his big bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is still babbling up a storm, and he and his big bro are starting to get a little grabby with each other! It won't be long before the title 'Little Brother', is only going to mean an age gap, and nothing else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last month has been a lot of fun to see Hudson rapidly developing and changing. He has finally mastered the sit up from a crawling position, and loves it so much that he spends a good 20 minutes practicing his new moves before giving in to a nap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still the best little sleeper... clocking at least twelve hours per night, and loves his two naps a day. When he is awake, he likes to fuel up on any food he can eat on his own! He has a huge appetite and is definitely a meat and potatoes kinda guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 11 month photo shoot was mainly done outdoors... as it was 14 degrees outside in NOVEMBER! We have seriously had the best weather lately and I am not complaining as photo shoots outdoors are always much more exciting for everyone involved!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hudson, at 11 months, you are on the go, and keep me on my toes, but I love being at home with you during this time, and watching you master your milestones. You are such a happy boy, and one that reminds me each day how privileged I feel to be a Mom to such a special little man.&amp;nbsp; I hope your final month enroute to your 1 year milestone is as exciting as the last 11 months have been for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 11 Months Huddy Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t983URXJ400/TsXqUqEbBII/AAAAAAAADBE/900AzKNxAKM/s1600/IMG_0968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t983URXJ400/TsXqUqEbBII/AAAAAAAADBE/900AzKNxAKM/s400/IMG_0968.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1yJe9NCvU0/TsXqgJ525iI/AAAAAAAADBM/EJPOwK0WmMc/s1600/IMG_0971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1yJe9NCvU0/TsXqgJ525iI/AAAAAAAADBM/EJPOwK0WmMc/s400/IMG_0971.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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The trip did not disappoint... we shared a lot laughs as per usual, and the shopping was filled with good finds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Canadians from this area head to down to Syracuse quite often to shop. There are great savings, and just a lot of things accessible that we can't get in Canada. It's been a while since PC and I have gone to Syracuse, but we've been saving our pennies for a quite some time and we were definitely excited to spend them on some great things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early Friday morning, and our first stop was Watertown, NY at &lt;a href="http://www.kohls.com/"&gt;Kohl's&lt;/a&gt;. We did a little bit of damage there! Then we trucked onto Syracuse and did &lt;a href="http://www.dsw.com/"&gt;DSW&lt;/a&gt; and a few stores at the &lt;a href="http://www.carouselcenter.com/"&gt;Carousel Center,&lt;/a&gt; and finally an hour or so spent at &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt; before hitting &lt;a href="http://www.dinosaurbarbque.com/locations/syracuse/"&gt;Dinosaur BBQ&lt;/a&gt; for dinner (more good friends were also in Syracuse doing the same thing as us, so we met up for dinner - BONUS)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saved our 'shop til you drop' attitudes for Saturday, when we were up at 6am, showered and out the door (with coffee) by 8am! We tackled (no pun intended) &lt;a href="http://www.basspro.com/"&gt;Bass Pro Shop&lt;/a&gt; and a second Kohl's in Auburn, NY, and then braced ourselves for a FULL day of shopping at the &lt;a href="http://www.premiumoutlets.com/outlets/outlet.asp?id=9"&gt;Premium Outlets in Waterloo&lt;/a&gt;, NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day, we opted for a quick bite at &lt;a href="http://heidsofliverpool.com/"&gt;Heid's of Liverpoo&lt;/a&gt;l, as we were EXHAUSTED, and then had a good night's sleep before heading for home on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we managed to hit &lt;a href="http://www.christmastreeshops.com/"&gt;The Christmas Tree Shop&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tjmaxx.com/"&gt;TJ Maxx&lt;/a&gt; (x 2), a party store,&lt;a href="http://www.wegmans.com/"&gt; Wegman's Grocery Store&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.pricechopper.com/"&gt;Price Chopper&lt;/a&gt;. We capped it off with a meal at &lt;a href="http://www.panerabread.com/"&gt;Panera Bread&lt;/a&gt; in Watertown, and we busted through the border with no troubles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an all around good trip, and a much needed get away from the stress of November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this trip, I have my Christmas shopping well underway, and some new clothes to head back to work in, in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we stopped to unload our passengers, this is what the back of our car looked like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4PrYq45FPc/TsMm3dDjEPI/AAAAAAAADA8/cGXgcMwmNOw/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4PrYq45FPc/TsMm3dDjEPI/AAAAAAAADA8/cGXgcMwmNOw/s400/IMG_0654.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMMED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around great weekend! If you are thinking of a shopping getaway for yourself or with friends and family, Syracuse and surrounding area is great place to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already starting to save for late spring, when I'll need to spruce up my summer wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6589051172163871308?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6589051172163871308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6589051172163871308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6589051172163871308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6589051172163871308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/shop-til-you-drop.html' title='Shop &apos;til you drop!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4PrYq45FPc/TsMm3dDjEPI/AAAAAAAADA8/cGXgcMwmNOw/s72-c/IMG_0654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-516910764279695096</id><published>2011-11-06T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:51:55.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Reminders</title><content type='html'>I love this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NYx04-e11xw/TrXzBmlV8BI/AAAAAAAAC_4/Wk4yQE6Ajzs/s1600/tumblr_kwylevD7su1qakcxko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NYx04-e11xw/TrXzBmlV8BI/AAAAAAAAC_4/Wk4yQE6Ajzs/s400/tumblr_kwylevD7su1qakcxko1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this because it says so many simple things, and yet is a little reminder of just how precious my boys are to me... and even more than that, how important my job as a parent is to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last few weeks my mind has been working overtime. My boys are so young, and its up to PC and I to guide them through the big wide world! Right now, I have more thoughts than I can possibly address -&amp;nbsp; thoughts that keep me up late at night, thoughts that are just there, and thoughts that remind me that I'm an adult now, with two children, a loving husband, and a lot of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually sit back in amazement that my parents did all of this for my sister and I, and are still living to the tale!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Like anyone, I want what is best for my family... and I want my children to grow up feeling safe, and loved, and that we did the best job we possibly could for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every decision we make as a parents has a consequence for our children... some decisions are harder than others, but my honest belief is, if you are doing what is best for them, then you are doing the right thing.&amp;nbsp; I have a hard time remembering this when it comes to my decision-making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line above that gets me (besides the 'stop yelling') is the one that says 'realize how important it is to be a child'. I think I tend to forget that one.&amp;nbsp; Childhood is SO important, and I want my boys to have fun, to sing, to dance, to laugh, to play, to learn, to grow, to discover, and above all else, be safe and healthy. I want this for them, because I want what I was given as a child and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rambling, but when I saw this canvas online, I thought it really hit home for me. Life is challenging, and being a good parent is hard work. In addition to my professional job, I have bigger responsibilities to my family, and ones that I want to fulfill by doing nothing but loving them and doing what is best for us as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I'm not ready to go back to work yet... at ALL?!&lt;br /&gt;T minus two months and NOT counting!&lt;br /&gt;How's that for a little reminder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-516910764279695096?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/516910764279695096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=516910764279695096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/516910764279695096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/516910764279695096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-reminders.html' title='Little Reminders'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NYx04-e11xw/TrXzBmlV8BI/AAAAAAAAC_4/Wk4yQE6Ajzs/s72-c/tumblr_kwylevD7su1qakcxko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1266935310685638537</id><published>2011-11-02T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:57:44.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now that&apos;s customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product reviews'/><title type='text'>Cuisinart Customer Service: USA vs. Canada</title><content type='html'>You may recall &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-love-for-keurig.html"&gt;my love for my Cuisinart Keurig Brewing Station&lt;/a&gt;. I heart it... seriously.But lately, it has been acting up on me.The dreaded DESCALE signal has come on at least 5 times in the last 3 months. The machine is not running right... and since its has a fantastic three year warranty (most Keurigs only have a year), I decided to call the Customer Service number in the back of the owner's manual and see about what could be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first number I called, I got through to an agent after two keypad entries on the phone.A lovely agent greeted me and asked about the reason for my call.I explained the troubles I have been having and she confirmed in a rather upbeat tone that the machine was not functioning properly.She asked for the model # and the serial #, and said they would ship me out a new one immediately and when I received it, I had to ship them my current unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought ... this is too good to be true, but AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely agent asked for my name and address... but when asked for my STATE, I said ONTARIO, and she said 'oh, your from Canada?'.  She then proceeded to give me the Canadian number for Cuisinart and said that it would save me on the headache of having to ship my machine to the USA. So I took the Canadian number down, we said our goodbyes, and I immediately dialed Cuisinart Canada Customer Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After selecting the language, and then listening to a recording three times over by a someone with a very heavy accent, I pressed zero and was transfer to a holding pattern for 10 minutes. When someone did finally get to my call, she was a low-talker.  You know the kind I mean ... super soft voice as if she didn't want to disturb a hibernating house fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I proceeded to tell her my spiel about when I purchased it, the descale issue, and the fact that the machine is not functioning properly.  She then asked me did I have proof of purchase. I informed her, yes. She asked for my serial # and model # and told me that someone from Cuisinart would have to look at it as it sounds like the unit may not be working right. (Genius).  She told me to mail in the unit to a specific address that she rhymed off and in 10 business days, someone would get back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was silence on my end for a good 20 seconds as I began to process the differences from the call I just had with Cuisinart USA. So I then tried to clarify with Agent Canada the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So, your telling me, I have to ship you my unit and be without my Keurig for a minimum of TEN DAYS"&lt;br /&gt;Agent Canada: Yes (faintly) you are correct (softly),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: And in the meantime, I am just without it (read: without coffee, sanity, my soulmate)?&lt;br /&gt;Agent Canada: Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: And after 10 days what?&lt;br /&gt;Agent Canada: Someone will contact you to let you know what the next steps are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You know your US partners were all set to ship me a new one, without so much as asking for receipt. No questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;Agent Canada: Uh-huh. That's the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is the US... they get the importance of COFFEE to their customers. They understand that k-cups and world peace are pretty much one in the same. They know that taking a product away from a customer is wrong, and they recognize the inconvenience a bold move like this would have on the coffee drinking population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA Cuisinart gets it. Canada Cuisinart does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how two different countries can have such different approaches when its the same issue to the same product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Canada got a little snarky, (but still a low-voice) when I barked again about having to go without the unit for so long. But the bottom line remains, if I want my unit fixed I have to send it away to get repaired with no guarantee of even getting a new one and no guarantee on the time line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely... just lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bet if I can't brew my own k-cups for ten whole days... there is going to be hell to pay for someone at some point during that dark period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been warned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1266935310685638537?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1266935310685638537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1266935310685638537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1266935310685638537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1266935310685638537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/11/cuisinart-customer-service-usa-vs.html' title='Cuisinart Customer Service: USA vs. Canada'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-381053864654340642</id><published>2011-10-31T08:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:39:01.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capturing the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treat!</title><content type='html'>Just a few pictures to share of my trick-or-treaters!&amp;nbsp; I hope each of you are having a spook-tacular Halloween! Don't eat too much candy corn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxx_-bxKmLk/Tq4xcGjnn2I/AAAAAAAAC_o/l3cxOuXQw3U/s1600/IMG_0668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxx_-bxKmLk/Tq4xcGjnn2I/AAAAAAAAC_o/l3cxOuXQw3U/s400/IMG_0668.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X9jn_ouXfsY/Tq4xgjNCdGI/AAAAAAAAC_w/3FnR39fh9L8/s1600/IMG_0689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X9jn_ouXfsY/Tq4xgjNCdGI/AAAAAAAAC_w/3FnR39fh9L8/s400/IMG_0689.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MO-YaYtO7t4/Tq4xRSGUtVI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/kmrpe63okNM/s1600/HudsonHalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MO-YaYtO7t4/Tq4xRSGUtVI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/kmrpe63okNM/s400/HudsonHalloween.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VARQFYWyKZc/Tq4xVTgfmaI/AAAAAAAAC_g/gra0IuJPpvc/s1600/EmeryHalloween.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VARQFYWyKZc/Tq4xVTgfmaI/AAAAAAAAC_g/gra0IuJPpvc/s400/EmeryHalloween.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.dolcettodesigns.com"&gt;Dolcetto Designs&lt;/a&gt; for the FREE Halloween digital designs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-381053864654340642?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/381053864654340642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=381053864654340642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/381053864654340642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/381053864654340642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick-or-Treat!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxx_-bxKmLk/Tq4xcGjnn2I/AAAAAAAAC_o/l3cxOuXQw3U/s72-c/IMG_0668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3083316025062340426</id><published>2011-10-30T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:20:02.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in the day'/><title type='text'>Halloween Memories</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon a pic that represents the Halloween memories I have from my childhood. Its snapshot of my sister and I with my Grandpa... and I truly heart this photo.&amp;nbsp; First all my grandfather was an AWESOME guy... and second of all, look at our costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were not costumes purchased at Old Navy or Children's Place or Gymboree... these were some classics that required a little imagination, some hand selected items out of our closets mixed in with a few accents thrown in by my parents. Add some face paint from a kit my mother bought back in 1974, and a black mask for my sister and you've got yourself a pretty successful Halloween.&amp;nbsp; If can't tell my sister is The Karate Kid, and I'm &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punky_Brewster"&gt;Punky Brewster&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLjqD_jo_C0/Tq4oBi2vaHI/AAAAAAAAC_I/sL-my5dVErc/s1600/sc003ebcda01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLjqD_jo_C0/Tq4oBi2vaHI/AAAAAAAAC_I/sL-my5dVErc/s400/sc003ebcda01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this Halloween vividly because my mother had lent me her precious silk scarfs for my one of my pig-tails and I lost it out on the trail to hunting down the best Halloween finds our small town had to offer. As you can see in the picture, it was still intact at my Grandpa's house... but later that night I would discover it was missing, as well as, the look of disappointment on my mother's face when she too realized it was gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween back then was always something to look forward to... we would grab our pillowcases and speed walk around town eagerly trying to cover as much ground as possible before our curfew.&amp;nbsp; We would lug our pillowcases until we couldn't lug them anymore... cursing all the houses that gave us Pop, but secretly loving that we'd get to have a pop a day for well over the next two weeks until our stash ran out. It was always a fun-filled evening and one that created awesome memories for me as a kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now days, I wonder what kind of Halloween memories will stick with my boys as they grow up... will it be the fancy costumes, craving pumpkins, or going house to house in our neighbourhood collecting treats? I don't know, but I hope as the years roll on in our household there are plenty of memories to come our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you remember about Halloween as a child... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you one thing... when I look back on this photo below - I thank god that I A. grew my bangs out, and B. my parents had&amp;nbsp; the money to get me braces! This is perhaps a Halloween memory to forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKOhs86Kw4Q/Tq4oWBrcsVI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/YM5vXrbFuRw/s1600/sc003ef333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OKOhs86Kw4Q/Tq4oWBrcsVI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/YM5vXrbFuRw/s320/sc003ef333.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Erin Seller, this one's for you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3083316025062340426?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3083316025062340426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3083316025062340426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3083316025062340426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3083316025062340426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-memories.html' title='Halloween Memories'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lLjqD_jo_C0/Tq4oBi2vaHI/AAAAAAAAC_I/sL-my5dVErc/s72-c/sc003ebcda01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-6277553035556708370</id><published>2011-10-22T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T09:42:15.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Perhaps a peek into the future...</title><content type='html'>I was snapping photos for Hudson's 10 month photo shoot and E decided he wanted in on the action, before I got them both looking at the camera, I caught this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVP79M7X8g0/TqMqlyGPkzI/AAAAAAAAC-0/1dzhTaWQVZ4/s1600/IMG_0632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVP79M7X8g0/TqMqlyGPkzI/AAAAAAAAC-0/1dzhTaWQVZ4/s400/IMG_0632.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I think it accurately foreshadows the future of the brotherhood in our household. H can't wait to get his hands on his big bro! He's a grabber... and even though these boys are both happy-go-lucky types, I can see H asserting himself a little more with every passing day!&amp;nbsp; I have a feeling H isn't going to let the title 'little brother' dictate who runs the show in this bond of brothers!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to laugh... because the next shot I captured was this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YNPfsjd4oE/TqMqdjj-LvI/AAAAAAAAC-s/4mQvqVM8ceU/s1600/IMG_0633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YNPfsjd4oE/TqMqdjj-LvI/AAAAAAAAC-s/4mQvqVM8ceU/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E was too consumed by a toy commercial on tv that he was unaware of H's previous attempt to 'get him'! And H... well he's got that look on his face as if to say&amp;nbsp; 'what, I wasn't doing anything wrong'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boys make me laugh every day... and I know there will be lots of refereeing to be done in the days ahead, but for now, I am just happy to be witnessing these little interactions between my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6277553035556708370?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6277553035556708370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6277553035556708370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6277553035556708370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6277553035556708370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/perhaps-peek-into-future.html' title='Perhaps a peek into the future...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVP79M7X8g0/TqMqlyGPkzI/AAAAAAAAC-0/1dzhTaWQVZ4/s72-c/IMG_0632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1063704788316282305</id><published>2011-10-21T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T16:26:01.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>10 Months: Picking Up Cheerios</title><content type='html'>My baby boy is now 10 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I am enjoying my time at home with him, the more I am realizing the reality of returning to work in two short months. I often hear myself telling others, if you want a year of your life to fly by, have a baby! Its sounds a little absurd, but its so true - at least for me! The time is flying by... but let's not dwell on it (right now)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the 10 month mark, H is an eating machine... baby foods are almost non-existent. He's onto full blown table food, and is loving the finger foods.&amp;nbsp; We are having a small issue with cheerios lately. Well... its my issue more than his, but for every 50 cheerios I put on his tray, I am picking up 48 off the floor. Its the age of discovery, where he is entertained by dropping one (or many) items on the floor, over and and over and over again. Meal time gets old fast with this Mommy, but he is LOVING his food. He practically needs a bath after every meal... as he likes to dive into everything he's offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is a whopping twenty pounds... and he's like dead weight if you have to carry him around on your hip for too long. Talk about a forearm workout (problem is my left arm is ripped, my right arm ... flab)! He's solid, but he's so happy and becoming more vocal about everything.&amp;nbsp; He has the Ma's and Da's down pat... and can associate one with the other. He also likes to talk your ear off ... no matter what the subject, he can definitely share his opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's on the move too... crawling forward in the army stealth mode and starting to help himself to whatever he's sees at his level. His big brother has been a huge help in making sure he doesn't get into anything that he shouldn't be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's on his game... he can wave hello and goodbye on command! Very cute, and very fun to see him react to something you ask him to do! This boy also has a daily case of the giggles... its one of the best part of the days listening to him focus in one thing and whether its the word 'poop' or his brother running circles around him, his laughter is infectious and can cure any bad mood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10 month photo shoot was lots of fun... we had to wait for the rain to clear up but it was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hudson, at 10 months, you are such a fun little boy... eager for independence, but satisfied with the life that surrounds you! I love you to pieces my little pumpkin! 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Can you see the additional spook factor here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside of things, my grandmother was a fan of Halloween.&amp;nbsp; She was one of those people who always prepared special treat bags for her trick-or-treaters - she didn't just throw a can of pop or a plain bag of chips in your pillowcase, no, she shopped in States for the candy that you couldn't get in Canada (at the time) like Jolly Ranchers, and candy corn. She put some effort into her treat bags and it showed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... with my own kiddies, I have a little more reason to get in the spirit of the season (this is the first year that I have actually hung some Halloween decorations). And while you won't find me dressing up at the door, you will see that every year I take pride in selecting what Halloween treats I give out at my door.&amp;nbsp; Just like my Grandma B, I want to have a variety of treats to give to our 300 plus customers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to choosing treats, I am a HUGE fan of the &lt;a href="http://www.allancandy.com/"&gt;Allan Candy Company&lt;/a&gt; treats. They've been around forever (like 77 years to be exact) and they still make all my childhood favourites like &lt;a href="http://www.allancandy.com/node/441"&gt;Big Foots, Green Thumbs, and Hot Lips&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The best thing is their Halloween candy is made in Canada, its individually wrapped, and its certified PEANUT FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick-or-treating these days isn't as simple as it use to be... you have to be mindful of what you give out, and although I am not a parent who has to face the challenges of peanut allergies, I still like to know that I am doing my part to keep the risk of an allergy attack at a minimum for anyone's child. I want the candy I give out to be safe and edible after the door to door collection is over and I know that when I choose Allan Candy, I am getting safe treats that are good quality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're like me, Big Foots alone are the candy you secretly steal from your children's bag when their not looking! I have also picked up a small addiction to Allan's &lt;a href="http://www.allancandy.com/node/445"&gt;Intense Jubes &amp;amp; Jellies&lt;/a&gt;, and their &lt;a href="http://www.allancandy.com/node/505"&gt;Fruit Addictions&lt;/a&gt; - hello watermelon slices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few bags of Allan's treats around the house already and keeping E out of them has been a real challenge so far. He's pumped up for Halloween this year, and I can't wait to take both my boys door to door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how exciting Halloween was as a child for me... it was a special night where we got to eat pizza and then rush to get our costumes on, so we could head out on the streets of our small town to collect the goods.&amp;nbsp; These small traditions are something I will carry over into my own family with my boys... and I can't wait to see them in their costumes this year! It's H's first Halloween and E's third, but technically his first when its comes to going up to the door and actually saying 'trick-or-treat'. He's excited and we are counting down the sleeps already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping your Halloween preparation is off to a spook-ta-cular start! What do you do to get ready for the big night? Do you have any favourite candies that you like to give out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclosure&lt;/b&gt; – I am participating in the Allan Candy Company blog tour by Mom Central Canada.&amp;nbsp; Although I received compensation for my participation in this campaign I jumped at the chance to talk about Big Foots and all of the Allan Candy as they are my faves!&amp;nbsp; The opinions on this blog are my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-7901401166479969926?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/7901401166479969926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=7901401166479969926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7901401166479969926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7901401166479969926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/trick-or-treat-give-me-something-good.html' title='Trick-or-treat... give me something good to eat!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8256717582592538435</id><published>2011-10-12T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:02:11.214-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in the day'/><title type='text'>Look at these kids...</title><content type='html'>37 years ago today these two young pups said I do... and I am proud to say these are my parents and the grandparents to my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rinJ2KISjOs/TpZbNy3l5SI/AAAAAAAAC88/rOXMyHzY9us/s1600/sc003d884e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rinJ2KISjOs/TpZbNy3l5SI/AAAAAAAAC88/rOXMyHzY9us/s400/sc003d884e.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;October 12th, 1974 - Thessalon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Not too many couples can say they are celebrating 37 years of marriage and are actually HAPPY.  But if you know these two... you know that they are in love, and they don't have to brag to anyone about what a great partnership they have... they just live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two truly are an example to me of how I want my marriage to turn out in another 31 years. My parents are not flashy people, they are not over-the-top, and they don't require much in their everyday lives to keep them happy - this is what I love about them. They are honest and sincere, they are supportive and proud, they are realistic and true, they are wonderful individuals, but even more than that, they are a great pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 37 years, I can't say that I have ever witnessed a time in their marriage when they weren't in love... yes they've argued, yes they've been upset from time to time, but in all these years, they have always taken their marriage seriously, and because of that, they truly are the best of the friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad, I wish you nothing but happiness today and the MANY years ahead of you. Happy Anniversary to a wonderful couple, and the best parents a girl could ask for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8256717582592538435?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8256717582592538435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8256717582592538435&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8256717582592538435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8256717582592538435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-at-these-kids.html' title='Look at these kids...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rinJ2KISjOs/TpZbNy3l5SI/AAAAAAAAC88/rOXMyHzY9us/s72-c/sc003d884e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1122817905021814230</id><published>2011-10-10T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T14:31:17.449-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this and that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our house'/><title type='text'>Cupboard Organization</title><content type='html'>This post would be so much more effective if only I had taken a before shot of the state of my cupboards ...but my mother and a few close friends can definitely attest to that fact that they were awful... as in awfully disorganized, and awfully full of 'stuff' ... none of which went together, and all of which was jammed into these cubby holes our builder refers to as cupboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... give a girl a year off with a baby at home, and 10 months in she'll get a little extra energy and decide to organize the crap out of the cupboards.&amp;nbsp; I think the 'nesting' energy that I lacked at the end of my pregnancy with H, was maybe held on reserve until now (and NO I am not pregnant again)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... in order to get this little project underway, I dropped forty bucks at the dollar store, got 20 little brown square baskets, add in a half day's work and Bob's your uncle!&amp;nbsp; Plus you get a lifetime of reward - as long as I don't overflow the baskets and start jamming shit on top of them. But for now... let's just sit back and admire! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlK0COXbGxg/TpJgtThQaUI/AAAAAAAAC8s/amqXRnio3IE/s1600/IMG_0043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlK0COXbGxg/TpJgtThQaUI/AAAAAAAAC8s/amqXRnio3IE/s320/IMG_0043.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-GjZwl98gE/TpJgmVXJnnI/AAAAAAAAC8o/quF5F9akrIw/s1600/IMG_0042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-GjZwl98gE/TpJgmVXJnnI/AAAAAAAAC8o/quF5F9akrIw/s320/IMG_0042.jpg" width="101" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know... the working world is thinking, perhaps its time to get back to the office as I may just have a little too much time on my hands!&amp;nbsp; Whatever the case... I am loving getting stuff out of my cubby holes now! Let's take a dip mix out... no no, let's put it back in. Cooking is even getting more exciting as I can actually see the trillion Epicure spices I have in my cupboard instead of just the first three I could only view because they were at the front. Before it was a death trap... a small child could have been seriously harmed by a falling object when I went rooting through the cupboard... but now, no need to whip out the hard hats in the danger zone.&amp;nbsp; It's kid safe, and most importantly functional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... I'm beaming with excitement over this project! What a difference a little organization can make in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1122817905021814230?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1122817905021814230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1122817905021814230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1122817905021814230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1122817905021814230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/cupboard-organization.html' title='Cupboard Organization'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlK0COXbGxg/TpJgtThQaUI/AAAAAAAAC8s/amqXRnio3IE/s72-c/IMG_0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-7620160106136011336</id><published>2011-10-09T14:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:14:55.956-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><title type='text'>Two little turkeys!!</title><content type='html'>It's turkey time (here in Canada)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year at thanksgiving we count our blessings, but this year, I am especially thankful for my two little turkeys!I sit back and wonder what I actually did with my time before we welcomed these munchkins into our lives. It seems like a distant memory, but I am truly thankful for being busy and rewarded with the love of these two boys each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving! Gobble Gobble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0J9qjPGWwQQ/TpHsNMTU9MI/AAAAAAAAC8c/zCHqDp6bdWI/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0J9qjPGWwQQ/TpHsNMTU9MI/AAAAAAAAC8c/zCHqDp6bdWI/s400/IMG_0415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TV1TaBN-w3c/TpHsUpontZI/AAAAAAAAC8g/l4OuTmMcJnw/s1600/IMG_0399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TV1TaBN-w3c/TpHsUpontZI/AAAAAAAAC8g/l4OuTmMcJnw/s400/IMG_0399.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV2aGW7Agz8/TpHsblFU6cI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Wqyih0nzWnc/s1600/IMG_0392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV2aGW7Agz8/TpHsblFU6cI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Wqyih0nzWnc/s400/IMG_0392.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-7620160106136011336?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/7620160106136011336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=7620160106136011336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7620160106136011336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7620160106136011336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-little-turkeys.html' title='Two little turkeys!!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0J9qjPGWwQQ/TpHsNMTU9MI/AAAAAAAAC8c/zCHqDp6bdWI/s72-c/IMG_0415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2477856442642918639</id><published>2011-10-08T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T07:46:23.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traditions'/><title type='text'>The Birthday Balloon Tradition</title><content type='html'>You may recall for E's first birthday, I created a little balloon tradition that I wanted to do every year on his birthday. We have managed to do it for the last two years, and this year did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first year that I could really explain to E why I like to do this with him, and have him ask me questions about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: "Where are da peoples that love me? Where they live Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him every year that we let the balloons go high in the sky as a way to say thank you to all of the people up above us who are watching over us and who love us - AND who I know are wishing him a happy birthday in their own special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as this is a tradition for E, its a way for me to connect with my grandparents who have passed on... and for me to share a special moment with my little boy and them (as I know how much joy they would have taken from being around him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tradition has been fun from the first time we did it, and each year it seems to bring more and more smiles for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of the special individuals who have passed before us... who watch out for E and who are constantly acting as our guardian angels! If our balloons have reached you... (and I know they have) please know how much we love you!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvNzVavGrDM/TpEdi7053tI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/08LUklYR7oU/s1600/IMG_0326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvNzVavGrDM/TpEdi7053tI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/08LUklYR7oU/s640/IMG_0326.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qU6P8tmGdEI/TpEdPxyh5DI/AAAAAAAAC8U/6M88DEOPZt0/s1600/IMG_0317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qU6P8tmGdEI/TpEdPxyh5DI/AAAAAAAAC8U/6M88DEOPZt0/s640/IMG_0317.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-2477856442642918639?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/2477856442642918639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=2477856442642918639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2477856442642918639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2477856442642918639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/birthday-balloon-tradtion.html' title='The Birthday Balloon Tradition'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TvNzVavGrDM/TpEdi7053tI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/08LUklYR7oU/s72-c/IMG_0326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2935387509827144380</id><published>2011-10-05T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T14:36:44.782-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Emery: Age 3</title><content type='html'>My sweet sweet Emery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you are THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here in amazement that I am now a Mommy to a three year old.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a big boy in comparison to just one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have gone from a babbling toddler boy, to Mr. Independent... doing a lots of things for yourself, talking in full sentences and carrying on adult-like conversations. In fact just the other day you started with "Mommy, can you do me a favour?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true Canadian, as you finish most sentences with 'eh'... 'eh Mommy, eh Daddy, eh eh eh'!! I love our conversations, and over the last year, since I've been at home, I have cherished all of the extra time I have had with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year your Dad and I have witnessed big changes in you. A big success since last year is that you are FULLY potty-trained. You went from diapers, to night-time pull-ups in February, and by April you were in full blown underwear 24/7. We've taken long car trips, plane rides and you have the bathroom routine down to a science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around two and a half, you gave up your afternoon nap... and at first, I thought it was too early, but you really are an even-tempered boy who loves to go, go, go, and rarely gives into a nap unless its in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long after you turned two... you learned all of your colours, and you now are counting to lucky number thirteen, and can sing the ABC song very proudly. You started a new preschool program called Munchkin Music and are having so much fun learning new songs.&amp;nbsp; You also love to hear lots of Mommy and Daddy's country music... like Keith (Urban) and Zac (Brown Band).&amp;nbsp; We have a lot of dance parties around here... but the older you get the more you say 'stop dancing like that Mommy'! You crack me up all the time - and your dance moves are destine for fame! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 34 lbs, and 38 inches, you are an ever-growing boy.&amp;nbsp; We had to you CHEO to see the kidney specialist in April and you got good news that your bad kidney is shrinking up and your healthy kidney has doubled in size.&amp;nbsp; We were happy to get the news that you are doing great and are a healthy happy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since your last birthday, you have also become a big brother, and are truly a very loving big bro.&amp;nbsp; Hudson is lucky to have such a fun brother to play with him, and someone who is always looking out for him.&amp;nbsp; Each morning when Hudson wakes up you are eager to go in his room and wish him a 'good morning'. You two have such a great bond, and I can't wait for the years ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You started skating just a few weeks ago, and although you are the youngest boy there, you are doing great.&amp;nbsp; You love playing outside - you still love cutting the grass and using the tipper-tipper (whipper-sniper!!) with Daddy.&amp;nbsp; This summer you watched Mommy and Daddy play baseball and are now practicing for the big leagues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love going to the park... and riding your bike(s). You still can't stop talking about all of the fun you had camping this summer, and at the cottage with your friends.&amp;nbsp; You also enjoy visiting Uncle Scott's sugar shack (Sand Road Maple Farm) with Grandma and Grandpa C and Daddy, and talking to Grandma and Grandpa B on Skype.&amp;nbsp; You have discovered Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and requested that theme for your third birthday party.&amp;nbsp; You also love the Wiggles, Cailou, Backyardigans, and most recently, Imagination Movers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many moments from this past year that I have captured in my mind and will store forever. I wish I could stall time just a little to cherish you as you are today.&amp;nbsp; You are a sweet little boy, who is considerate, thoughtful, and caring, and brings out the best in people. I am proud you are a part of me... and I can't&amp;nbsp; wait for the many adventures we will have together enroute to turning 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Birthday my big boy... I hope all of your birthday wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love today, and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYcT-Gd9yGI/TovYK74MyDI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/V6ysl00t0Es/s1600/IMG_6064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYcT-Gd9yGI/TovYK74MyDI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/V6ysl00t0Es/s640/IMG_6064.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by: &lt;a href="http://www.babyandbelly.ca/"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; Belly Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-2935387509827144380?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/2935387509827144380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=2935387509827144380&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2935387509827144380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2935387509827144380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/emery-age-3.html' title='Emery: Age 3'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYcT-Gd9yGI/TovYK74MyDI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/V6ysl00t0Es/s72-c/IMG_6064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-7855145686212530203</id><published>2011-10-04T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:26:35.739-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddler boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><title type='text'>Tonight's bedtime conversation...</title><content type='html'>Tonight at bedtime, the conversation went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: What we gonna do tomorrow Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Me: We are going to celebrate your birthday tomorrow at home, let balloons go in the sky, eat cupcakes, and open some presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: And then I'm gonna be three.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes... and then you will be three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: But not two?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No... you will three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Two? or Three?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: I have fun being two eh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, but three will just as fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Will I still have to brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Most definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: I wanna be two still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his honesty. It was my last night tucking in my two year old boy.... I wonder what three will bring for this little wingman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7uX08Hc6k0/TovSLIe0BtI/AAAAAAAAC8M/lqE4C_AR_rw/s1600/IMG_0229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7uX08Hc6k0/TovSLIe0BtI/AAAAAAAAC8M/lqE4C_AR_rw/s400/IMG_0229.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgqSgEctQfE/TovSDoOS9HI/AAAAAAAAC8I/KWATEtAjuIc/s1600/IMG_0236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgqSgEctQfE/TovSDoOS9HI/AAAAAAAAC8I/KWATEtAjuIc/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-7855145686212530203?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/7855145686212530203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=7855145686212530203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7855145686212530203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7855145686212530203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/tonights-bedtime-conversation.html' title='Tonight&apos;s bedtime conversation...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q7uX08Hc6k0/TovSLIe0BtI/AAAAAAAAC8M/lqE4C_AR_rw/s72-c/IMG_0229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-9198188177145325434</id><published>2011-10-02T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T08:59:07.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><title type='text'>Oh toodles... its a party!</title><content type='html'>We are getting ready for a PAR-TAAAAY today.E is celebrating his third birthday today with a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse party! He is beyond excited to have 'my friends comin to my house'! He woke up this morning and came down stairs to all of the party decorations and said 'Oh, I wuv it, thank you Mommy, thank you Mommy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today should be filled with fun... let's hope he can contain his excitement until 2 pm today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UOK8ZFN17M/TohdSYbWCAI/AAAAAAAAC8E/5ia7-kZgBps/s1600/emerybdayinvite2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UOK8ZFN17M/TohdSYbWCAI/AAAAAAAAC8E/5ia7-kZgBps/s400/emerybdayinvite2011.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't take full credit for this invite... I discovered a similar one through Pinterest.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I had a hard time deciding what to 'do' for his birthday this year. Originally I wanted to have a party out somewhere because I thought it would be easier, but when I asked E what he wanted, he informed me he wanted to stay home and have friends here.&amp;nbsp; So this is what we are doing! Its hard to run games for three year-olds, so for another year we are just gathering and mingling! But hopefully by next year, it will be a better year to really get into game mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have more pictures to come in my next post... have a great party today E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-9198188177145325434?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/9198188177145325434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=9198188177145325434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/9198188177145325434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/9198188177145325434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-toodles-its-party.html' title='Oh toodles... its a party!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--UOK8ZFN17M/TohdSYbWCAI/AAAAAAAAC8E/5ia7-kZgBps/s72-c/emerybdayinvite2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-746601058603198597</id><published>2011-09-25T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:11:30.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying new things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>E CAN-SKATE!</title><content type='html'>E has his first CANSKATE lesson yesterday morning, and despite a few tears at the beginning, I was very proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very gung-hoe to go skating... all week he had been asking how many more sleeps, and 'are we goin' to the wink now?' with much anticipation, but yesterday morning at breakfast he quietly confessed 'I don't wanna go no more'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I half expected this, as this is the type of child he is... very excited, but nervous and shy when it comes to actually doing something he's never really done before, and with people he doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about skating for a parent is that its not as easy to say, oh go on, you'll be fine... because its a skill he has yet to acquire. Its not like dropping him off at daycare and knowing that he will actually be fine once you leave him.&amp;nbsp; But nonetheless, skating is a skill that can provide enjoyment for many years to come - and I think he will love it once he gets the hang of it - hence the need for the lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yesterday morning we suited him up in some layers, splash pants and a warm jacket (despite the 30 degree weather).&amp;nbsp; We arrived at the rink in good time, he got his name badge, his skates on, and eventually we secured the helmet.&amp;nbsp; As he lined up to go on the ice he was clinging to PC like white on rice... but with the direction of the instructors, we handed him over to their guidance and that's when the tears came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His teacher was extremely patient and once he could see us on the boards watching him, he sucked up the tears and started to listen to what she had to say. It was slow, but she worked with him and eventually he was standing on his own, and starting to take a few baby steps on his skates. He fell once - a good fall - and there were a few more tears, but with the teacher's guidance she helped him get back on his feet, and making forward motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CANSKATE sessions at our club are only 25 minutes long, which was a great length for him.&amp;nbsp; When he came off... he was smiling (as in the 'I can't believe I survived that' type smile), and when we announced how proud we were of him for trying, his face lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more than thrilled with how the lesson went, as I assumed it would go much worse, to the point where he wouldn't even try because PC and I were not there to help him.&amp;nbsp; Boy was I wrong - and pleasantly surprised.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for next week... but I am sure E is glad he has a seven day rest ahead of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics from the morning skate... we *may* just have a future Olympian on our hands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smBqmXkInD4/Tn4nGsDSkGI/AAAAAAAAC8A/XUt4MKUPIDk/s1600/IMG_0346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smBqmXkInD4/Tn4nGsDSkGI/AAAAAAAAC8A/XUt4MKUPIDk/s400/IMG_0346.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-evCPacJfmqQ/Tn4msIabV7I/AAAAAAAAC7o/2WPQ_dvNnAE/s1600/IMG_0348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-evCPacJfmqQ/Tn4msIabV7I/AAAAAAAAC7o/2WPQ_dvNnAE/s400/IMG_0348.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0AI98qfcac/Tn4nF3J_7QI/AAAAAAAAC7w/xuGD6AKPun4/s1600/IMG_0347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0AI98qfcac/Tn4nF3J_7QI/AAAAAAAAC7w/xuGD6AKPun4/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdp72UYsn1E/Tn4nGHURT8I/AAAAAAAAC74/EG41ffewxxA/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdp72UYsn1E/Tn4nGHURT8I/AAAAAAAAC74/EG41ffewxxA/s400/IMG_0349.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-746601058603198597?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/746601058603198597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=746601058603198597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/746601058603198597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/746601058603198597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-can-skate.html' title='E CAN-SKATE!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smBqmXkInD4/Tn4nGsDSkGI/AAAAAAAAC8A/XUt4MKUPIDk/s72-c/IMG_0346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-12762413973049236</id><published>2011-09-24T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T12:43:47.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>6 YEARS Baby!</title><content type='html'>Six years ago today I was walking down the aisle to marry the man of my dreams... today, we took our almost three year-old to his very first skating lesson, with our 9 month-old in tow. How crazy is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six years has zoomed by in the blink of an eye.&amp;nbsp; In my world, its quite an accomplishment ... and I am thanking the heavens above that we've survived these six years ... still having fun, still in love, and still annoying the heck out of one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children definitely change marriage in a way that forces your relationship to change too... and while these past few years on our marriage haven't quite been a honeymoon, when we do get a chance to spend some time alone, we are still enjoying one another and still feeling "it"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last year, we've added another member to our family, and nothing underlines your love for one another than bringing a child into this world together. The look we shared when we got to meet our sweet baby boy for the first time was such an amazing reminder of what love is... and those first few moments of seeing him are forever etched in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will always have those special moments to keep us bonded together... and although we have our ups and downs, like any relationship, at the end of the day, I still feel very blessed to be married to such a great guy, a good father, and most importantly, my best friend. When I think of the journey we are on... its only just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6th Anniversary PC, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et7MYlYZmzg/Tna8S6uqLRI/AAAAAAAAC6o/qGjHmz5LQio/s1600/IMG_6057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et7MYlYZmzg/Tna8S6uqLRI/AAAAAAAAC6o/qGjHmz5LQio/s400/IMG_6057.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo taken by: &lt;a href="http://www.babyandbelly.ca/"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; Belly Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-12762413973049236?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/12762413973049236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=12762413973049236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/12762413973049236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/12762413973049236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/09/6-years-baby.html' title='6 YEARS Baby!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et7MYlYZmzg/Tna8S6uqLRI/AAAAAAAAC6o/qGjHmz5LQio/s72-c/IMG_6057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-7778800931567899144</id><published>2011-09-19T22:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:58:22.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><title type='text'>9 Months: Shovel Shovel, Clap Clap</title><content type='html'>So here we are... my sweet baby boy is another month older... 9 months to be exact. Where has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the summer was busy, this month has been equal go go go! But at least we are based out of home and are trying to resume a somewhat regular routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9 months, Hudson is full of energy.&amp;nbsp; Not crawling forwards just yet, but definitely has the reverse motion going on. He's ninth tooth has almost arrived, its there, but has yet to break through the gums! Any day now, I'm sure.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, in the the last few days, H has developed his first cold, and I can guarantee that his least favourite activity on this earth is having his nose wiped.&amp;nbsp; Talk about protesting... WOW, can he put up a good fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the last month has been watching him clap on command. He loves his little rock stage toy that sings 'if your happy and you know it clap your hands'... he loves to clap away to that, and can patty-cake with the best of them. The look on his face is priceless when you start singing patty-cake... he lights up and performs! So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just put away most of his summer clothes, and quickly realized that he's jumped two sizes since the spring. He has a bit of a different build that his big bro, so certain clothes are just not his style. And hats... I have a million cute little hats from E's wardrobe, but this boy is not having anything to do with hats. You put it on, he rips it off, you put it on again, he rips off AGAIN.&amp;nbsp; Wash. rinse. repeat. Its quite the game, and although I really want to win, I know I'm not going too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately we've been calling H 'the shovel' because his hands act like shovels as soon as you put any finger foods down for him. He scoops them up off the table and in to his mouth by the handful and then gives you this serious look as if 'that's all? C'mon, I'll take some more'. Wonder where he gets that from? ;-)!&amp;nbsp; He's a good eater though.. and is digging the meats, and all of the fruits, except peaches.&amp;nbsp; He is slowly mastering the sippy cup too... using the shovels, he directs it into his mouth and then giggles with delight because he thinks is a toy that sprays him! Very fun to watch!&amp;nbsp; I have no idea what he weighs these days as we haven't been to the doctor since his six month appointment, but I hazard to guess its in the 18 pounds range right now! He's heavy on the hip that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note 9 months for Hudson means, I only have 3 more months to spend at home with him.&amp;nbsp; He is at such a fun age of discovery, and its so fun to watch. I'm going to try to stop looking at the calendar so much and focus more of the fun that lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo shoot was a bit difficult given that my shooting subject was a little under the weather, but we came up with a few shots that mark this milestone month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a fun little boy Hudson, Happy 9 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_PLaapboDU/Tnf-2XBWd9I/AAAAAAAAC6w/BbHYtnr-dww/s1600/IMG_9965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_PLaapboDU/Tnf-2XBWd9I/AAAAAAAAC6w/BbHYtnr-dww/s400/IMG_9965.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EhUZM9OrZo/Tnf_ddHTJrI/AAAAAAAAC60/5ts6aU4jkSE/s1600/IMG_9968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I saw when the registration night was and I asked him about whether or not he wanted to do it, and his first response was 'but I gonna fall Mommy'.I explained that this is why he would go to the lessons, so that a teacher would help him, and he can learn to fall down and get back up on his own.He agreed it was a good thing and is now super excited about it... (I'm betting that wears off the minute he has to part ways with us as he gets onto the ice, but we'll see)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate... when we went to register him for the program, we had pay for the lessons, pay a membership fee to the skating club, and then we got our fundraising kit. Umm... excuse me? Fundraising? He's 2 (almost 3, but for the sake of this post, 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know... every organization (and their dog) does fundraising, and I know why they do it, and how important it is to these organizations, but for the LOVE OF GOD, do we need to be smacked in the face with fundraising the first time we sign 'our very first child' up for anything.I had a bit of a shocked look on my face... and the woman who was helping me kind of rolled her eyes too, but did explain what it was for and pushed it in front my take home pile. It's only $40 per kid, and I know we have grandparents and aunts and uncles and friends who will probably buy the tickets, but at the same time... he's 2, and he has to fund raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world of extra-circular activities... would you like to buy a ticket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDJKW-b7Y6Y/TnbB_aNNO7I/AAAAAAAAC6s/q-_i93_cu7o/s1600/IMG_4539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDJKW-b7Y6Y/TnbB_aNNO7I/AAAAAAAAC6s/q-_i93_cu7o/s400/IMG_4539.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6654259305605664983?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6654259305605664983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6654259305605664983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6654259305605664983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6654259305605664983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDJKW-b7Y6Y/TnbB_aNNO7I/AAAAAAAAC6s/q-_i93_cu7o/s72-c/IMG_4539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3866632971069086756</id><published>2011-09-08T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:06:58.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow it down!</title><content type='html'>It's September.... not the 1st, but the 8th! A week in, and its already flying by!STOP September.... don't move, I have shit to accomplish this month and your moving way to fast for my liking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a gazillion blog posts I'd like to write and only 2,000 photos I want to share with you from our six weeks of simply summer vacation, but the days are just zipping by, and the more I sit in front of this laptop, the less I am actually accomplishing (damn you &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have waaaaaaaaaaay too much on my mind these days. Mainly, its the last quarter of my awesome maternity leave, and I have a list three miles long of things I want to accomplish before reality crashes my doorstep.&amp;nbsp; However, before I can get to that list, I have two mega birthday celebrations to plan for my sweet duo of bros, an anniversary that can't go unnoticed, a few other family birthdays, and then of course the inevitable return to work - and decisions to make about work in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been away for so long that there are a million and one people I want to visit and catch up with, but the truth of it all is that I can't reallly enjoy visiting with people and doing lunches and play-dates until I knock a few items off my to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, sitting in this house just makes me look around at all the projects I want to be doing, and should be doing, but then my baby boy cries, my big boy repeats 'watch me Mommy' a thousand times over, and before you know it the supper fairy screwed off again and didn't leave a decent meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good intentions, I really do, but if the calendar doesn't stop flipping, I think I'm gonna have a little flip out of my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else feeling a little overwhelmed at how fast the days are passing... before we know it we'll be singing phacking Christmas carols and cursing mall parking lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... someone, make. it. stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3866632971069086756?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3866632971069086756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3866632971069086756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3866632971069086756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3866632971069086756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/09/slow-it-down.html' title='Slow it down!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-4191123292236222971</id><published>2011-09-02T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T00:14:14.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><title type='text'>8 Months: Come, Sit, Chat!</title><content type='html'>Summer is flying by... and so has another milestone month for my sweet baby boy.&amp;nbsp; So many changes in the last month... most notably Hudson is sitting up all by himself! He's like a different boy when sitting unassisted... so proud of himself with every look, and ready to grasp everything in sight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is eating like a machine... a very particular machine, but when he finds a taste he likes, he has no problem devouring everything you give him.&amp;nbsp; Vegetables are still hit and miss... and when its a complete miss you practically need a chisel to pry open those lips. We're moving onto fruits, and I know they will disguise the taste of the veggies, but the real question is... for how long?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H sprouted another tooth ... for 8 in total, but is really working away at some side molars now.&amp;nbsp; There were a few interrupted nights up at the cottage due to teething, but a rough night at the cottage, is better than any day at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cottage... this past month, H has been all over the country side with us.&amp;nbsp; He had his first boat ride, sat by the campfire, put his feet in both Lake Superior and the Georgian Bay, had a ride in the tree swing, played in the sand, and has had an all around great first summer.&amp;nbsp; He is becoming quite the little babbler too... and has no problem speaking up when he wants some attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is still loving his sleep ... a solid 12 hours every night, with two cushy 2 hour naps everyday. When he is not snoozing, his jumperoo is by far his favourite thing to do... closely followed by sitting outside and watching his big bro run circles around him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to dress this boy up as he still likes to let you know what he ate every once and while... but it never affects his mood - as they say... puke and rally! I did manage to get a few photos in for his 8 month photo shoot... but the 8th month signage seemed more appealing than Mommy dancing like a two-stepper on speed!&amp;nbsp; Nonetheless... there are few keepers in this set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 8 Months Huddy Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVGMyxbF23Y/TmBQhNRdK4I/AAAAAAAAC6M/AKWs8sjoQ94/s1600/IMG_9853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVGMyxbF23Y/TmBQhNRdK4I/AAAAAAAAC6M/AKWs8sjoQ94/s400/IMG_9853.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZF-hnXQRQM/TmBQZtiHYAI/AAAAAAAAC6I/_kA0FtNXwuA/s1600/IMG_9861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZF-hnXQRQM/TmBQZtiHYAI/AAAAAAAAC6I/_kA0FtNXwuA/s400/IMG_9861.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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R</title><content type='html'>Just a short post to let you know... we are enjoying some R &amp;amp; R for a few weeks, so blogging will be non-existent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had lots sunshine so far, and only a few days of rain, so I am a pretty happy camper/cottager!!&amp;nbsp; The boys are loving the outdoors and have really had lots of fun on all legs of our summer vacay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have lots of pics to post in a few weeks, when we get back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your summer is going well too... enjoy some family time if you can, life passes too quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQ3kfITRWh0/TkQnahRmWRI/AAAAAAAAC6A/44qVx7k16L4/s1600/IMG_8168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQ3kfITRWh0/TkQnahRmWRI/AAAAAAAAC6A/44qVx7k16L4/s400/IMG_8168.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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R'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQ3kfITRWh0/TkQnahRmWRI/AAAAAAAAC6A/44qVx7k16L4/s72-c/IMG_8168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8835066753741753794</id><published>2011-07-29T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T13:10:13.189-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family outting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>It's was a Wiggley good time!</title><content type='html'>Tuesday night was a big night for us... or I should say... for E, as we've had tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.thewiggles.com.au/ca/home/"&gt;The Wiggles&lt;/a&gt; for months now, and he's been counting down the sleeps until he got to go to the show.&amp;nbsp; E was super excited to go to 'Ot-ta-wa' to see the famous Wiggle quartet... and they did not disappoint. For a $15 ticket... I'd say we got our monies worth and then some! E LOVED the music, the crowd, and all of the dancing along to his favourite Wiggley tunes! H enjoyed the show too (when he wasn't snoozing), and I think in a year or so - he'll be a big Wiggles fan too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downfall for PC and I is that since Tuesday night we've been singing 'Hot potato hot potato'... and 'Choo-Choo Chugga-Chugga big red car... we travel near and we travel far'!!&amp;nbsp; Oh well... it was definitely worth it to see the look on E's face when the show began and with the introduction of each Wiggle and WIggley friend!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we couldn't escape Scotiabank Place without some Wiggles souvenirs... well, we could if it was just PC taking E, as he was not into the 'pay through the nose' pricing, but E set his eyes on a 'Wags the Dog' hat ... and while we tried to sway him into something a bit cheaper, his heart was set on it. And, I have to say, he truly hearts it (and he should for twenty bucks)!&amp;nbsp; I also picked up a Wiggles book too... for another twenty bucks, as that's putting money into educational value, but that's a whole other blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, if you have an opportunity to take your young kids to see The Wiggles, I highly recommend it! The show was an hour and a half... it started right on time, and was just long enough that kids weren't overtired or bored. We chose seats in the front row of the middle bowl at Scotiabank as I was afraid E might be a little overwhelmed if we were too close, but&amp;nbsp; any seat in the house would have been great! E loved the show and if your kids like The Wiggles, they will not be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. two thumbs up for The Wiggles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ifFPX7YFm74/TjK4E-huRNI/AAAAAAAAC5g/3f_UnYT11vQ/s1600/IMG_0223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ifFPX7YFm74/TjK4E-huRNI/AAAAAAAAC5g/3f_UnYT11vQ/s400/IMG_0223.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9G9-ZnFx4eY/TjLoM85UpMI/AAAAAAAAC58/40uYa3tm5uo/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9G9-ZnFx4eY/TjLoM85UpMI/AAAAAAAAC58/40uYa3tm5uo/s400/IMG_0122.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Last year we were at Harvard in Boston, so E didn't get to really partake in any birthday celebrations for his Daddy, but this year, it was different! PC never likes to make too big of deal about his special day, but he still gets excited for presents every now and again!&amp;nbsp; E on the other hand gets so giddy for birthday celebrations... he can now sing the Happy Birthday song, and he loves ballons, cake, and urging the birthday recipient to open their gift, if not telling them exactly what it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC's birthday was a pretty big deal for E... so we had fun after PC got home from work on Monday! PC is not a traditional cake lover or dessert man in general, so we improvised with a homemade caramel apple dip that he enjoys! As the pictures will show, E was just as into it as the birthday boy himself! H also didn't mind the festivities either, especially the tissue paper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday PC... you are such an important part of our family, a great partner in life, and the very best Daddy to our beautiful boys! 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H started cereal and loves feeding time... so far he has tasted rice, barley, and now oatmeal.&amp;nbsp; He's a bit of a spoon hog... always wanting the spoon to himself, so I have high hopes he will feed himself in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is eager to get moving... he likes to be on his belly and has the rocking motion down pat, but yet is still satisfied to just roll to his intended destination.&amp;nbsp; He hasn't quite grasped the strength to sit up by himself... we've been working on it, but he really isn't that interested in doing it on his own.&amp;nbsp; I have to laugh when I sit him up and let go of him... he just casually flops to one side, gets his legs under him, moves onto his belly and looks up at you as if to say 'why would anyone want to do that again?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has sprouted yet another tooth... bottom left of center, which brings his count up to seven. He'll be chewing steak and potatoes in no time at the rate he's getting teeth.&amp;nbsp; His new favourite past time is definitely the jumperoo... bouncing is his thing... he has quite the little jig, prepping for next year's Glengarry Highland Games, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly believe how quickly the last month has past... we are prepping for some family time for the month of August, so before I know it we'll be doing our 8 month photo shoot at the cottage.&amp;nbsp; Crazy!&amp;nbsp; Its at this moment that I am really trying to savour my sweet boy. He is changing and growing so rapidly now ... and while I am excited for his next stage... I love to snuggle and cuddle with him in the state that is still less independent and more reliant on Mommy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 7 months to you Huddy Bear, my baby! You are the bestest boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uo0SO5emRM0/TidMjPj3CkI/AAAAAAAAC4s/QlF2LY2SudQ/s1600/IMG_7906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uo0SO5emRM0/TidMjPj3CkI/AAAAAAAAC4s/QlF2LY2SudQ/s400/IMG_7906.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOjbgf2zTa0/TidMt-QI4mI/AAAAAAAAC4w/MgUVbwk5mMg/s1600/IMG_7884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOjbgf2zTa0/TidMt-QI4mI/AAAAAAAAC4w/MgUVbwk5mMg/s400/IMG_7884.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn0izDujLmA/TidM_WHY2uI/AAAAAAAAC44/74yUULEWfGE/s1600/IMG_7881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I had 'paint the front door' on my to-do list since last year... as it was full of scuff marks from PC and his hockey bag, and me and my winter boots kicking the door with my hands full of either A. children, or B. shopping bags! Either way, it needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out just going to freshen up the white on the front door, but while at my local RONA, the sales girl said, white front doors are not meant to be used! She said its a job that has to be done every year (touching up the paint), so then I got thinking a darker front door would mean less overall maintenance... so I picked a few paint swatches, came home, primed the front door white, and then that evening returned and got a big can of Bistro brown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out... to paint outside, you need it to be above 10 degrees at night for the paint to set properly... so really this is the only time of year to do it.&amp;nbsp; And since we are busy most of August, I thought why not get it done and over with now while I have the time NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado... here are the fruits of my labour (and PC's too - who I might add was reluctant about the idea of it, but did help me with the garage door... and has come to love it just as much as I do)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xezphNAUsJg/Tib0gn3kFaI/AAAAAAAAC4c/tWc6hxQGWyo/s1600/IMG_7793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xezphNAUsJg/Tib0gn3kFaI/AAAAAAAAC4c/tWc6hxQGWyo/s320/IMG_7793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AfJiXO3WPI4/Tib0oyHKgMI/AAAAAAAAC4g/z0HKs_R5sGA/s1600/IMG_7839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AfJiXO3WPI4/Tib0oyHKgMI/AAAAAAAAC4g/z0HKs_R5sGA/s400/IMG_7839.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got this little jobby done, I then decided to do the door inside the garage and then freshen up the white on the backs of the doors too. Its been a few full days of painting doors, but I am pleased with the results. And its has just inspired me to paint all the doors in the house, and touch up the scuff marks in the trim around the house (after vacation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think this heat was bothering me at all, but now I can see it may have created a painting monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-4370637680212970279?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/4370637680212970279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=4370637680212970279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4370637680212970279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4370637680212970279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-hot-so-why-not-paint.html' title='It&apos;s hot, so why not paint!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xezphNAUsJg/Tib0gn3kFaI/AAAAAAAAC4c/tWc6hxQGWyo/s72-c/IMG_7793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5772604483362460546</id><published>2011-07-13T00:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T00:11:58.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy of two'/><title type='text'>A word on matchy-matchy wardrobes!</title><content type='html'>As you know from pictures I have shared, I like to dress my boys in matchy-matchy cuteness from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief this is not in fact all. the. time. but it is often when there is a function or an occasion to celebrate. I like coordination and some outfits are just too cute to pass up for the both of them. I have to admit I get a bit of a high when I walk into a store that has 2 for $20 deals or a fab new line at Gymboree with sizing to fit both my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often have people commenting on the boys wardrobe and the fact that they are the same and or are not in fact twins, etc. - and YES I am well aware of this, but I like to think that I will only be able to do things like this for such a short period of time before they are telling me what they will and will not wear - so I am going to enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to do it for other practical reasons to... like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;if we go to a crowded area, its not difficult to spot two kids wearing the same thing; OR &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only have to tell PC once how to dress them for an outting (while I finish getting beautiful); OR &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;if god forbid someone was to ever try to take them... I or a complete stranger could immediately tell the police what they were wearing (because they were just so darn cute in their matchy-matchy outfits)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;See... its not all about fashion all the time, its practical too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5772604483362460546?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5772604483362460546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5772604483362460546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5772604483362460546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5772604483362460546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/07/word-on-matchy-matchy-wardrobes.html' title='A word on matchy-matchy wardrobes!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-281462982965312727</id><published>2011-07-12T10:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:48:43.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Cottage Life!</title><content type='html'>I know... I've been MIA - again... the story of my entire blogging life, but for good reason - family VACAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just spent 10 days at the cottage... and the weather was exceptional! I am hoping for a repeat forecast for our time there in August too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did NOTHING... and I loved it. I had my blackberry up there, but didn't even use that, the reception was a bit shady at best, so it was nice to be offline and to realize... I didn't miss &lt;strike&gt;anything&lt;/strike&gt; much!&amp;nbsp; I find being at the cottage with a baby and a toddler is much less relaxing than it may have been 3 to 7 years ago when it was just PC and I, but its also more entertaining and it allows me to reflect on all the wonderful things in my life over coffee, a few drinks, and some warm sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to get the camera out for a few shots using my new lens that I got from my parents as a Christmas gift. I love it... it makes me feels semi-professional in a non-professional photographer type of way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoyed the first week of July... I know we did!&lt;br /&gt;Yay for SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEcmaxDHoVc/ThxbYk1ukqI/AAAAAAAAC3s/lsuF0755uKI/s1600/IMG_7705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEcmaxDHoVc/ThxbYk1ukqI/AAAAAAAAC3s/lsuF0755uKI/s400/IMG_7705.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsiBL0HThK8/Thxbg6LHeNI/AAAAAAAAC3w/LuS9m4jcBUY/s1600/IMG_7637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsiBL0HThK8/Thxbg6LHeNI/AAAAAAAAC3w/LuS9m4jcBUY/s400/IMG_7637.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dKE-MCbpa5I/ThxbwdICK0I/AAAAAAAAC30/0xXDsjpWNFQ/s1600/IMG_7543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Kate... but the cottage was actually much more appealing than catching a glimpse of the royals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Canuck Day to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ6GMSQcJIs/TgpYA2rIHUI/AAAAAAAAC3c/batZonZNbMI/s1600/IMG_7460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ6GMSQcJIs/TgpYA2rIHUI/AAAAAAAAC3c/batZonZNbMI/s400/IMG_7460.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZYXPfw81qw/TgpYGxkoifI/AAAAAAAAC3g/Og5ojqdw000/s1600/IMG_7453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZYXPfw81qw/TgpYGxkoifI/AAAAAAAAC3g/Og5ojqdw000/s400/IMG_7453.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA5KksVAOfA/TgpYMKLs7AI/AAAAAAAAC3k/Jlg1Goh3XdM/s1600/IMG_7442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA5KksVAOfA/TgpYMKLs7AI/AAAAAAAAC3k/Jlg1Goh3XdM/s400/IMG_7442.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeUW11jmjt0/TgpX4YgVGTI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Ddktqy8LQek/s1600/IMG_7469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeUW11jmjt0/TgpX4YgVGTI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/Ddktqy8LQek/s400/IMG_7469.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8280843475995193420?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8280843475995193420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8280843475995193420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8280843475995193420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8280843475995193420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ6GMSQcJIs/TgpYA2rIHUI/AAAAAAAAC3c/batZonZNbMI/s72-c/IMG_7460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5866003421517696807</id><published>2011-06-27T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T14:45:07.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><title type='text'>Oh Wedded Bliss!</title><content type='html'>Its been almost six years (this September) since PC and I said I do... and two babes later you can imagine that the wedded bliss phase has worn off just a tad (although I still love him dearly). This past weekend, we attended a wedding, and I have to say, it was nice to be reminded of why people should get married.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that are said at a wedding ceremony are truly insightful and uplifting and for young marriages in today's society, I think these little reminders are necessary to help couples stay the course. At this particular wedding, it was non-religious ceremony, but the vows were so true and realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride's father gave a very funny speech, but he also gave some advice to his daughter and her new husband in saying (and I'm summarizing) that it's easy to be in love today on your wedding day, but in 5, 15 and 25 years down the road, it might not always come easy... and you have to remember to support, respect, and always love each other the way you do today to survive the difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His speech reminded me of a fitting toast that our best man said at our wedding ... 'may your love be strong enough to survive the times, but old-fashioned enough to last forever'.&amp;nbsp; Simply stated, and is something I often write in wedding cards because I believe it has a lot of truth to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... weddings are fun and a great party (this one especially), but when the party is over, and the hangover passes, its important to remember that weddings and marriages signify so much more than just a good time... but a commitment that is to be taken seriously for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Adam and Annabelle O'Keeffe for letting us share in your special day, and for the little reminder of what true love looks like! Congrats to both of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5866003421517696807?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5866003421517696807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5866003421517696807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5866003421517696807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5866003421517696807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-wedded-bliss.html' title='Oh Wedded Bliss!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3318334413499317700</id><published>2011-06-21T16:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:45:18.603-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Hard to please... that's me!</title><content type='html'>I'm having one of those &lt;strike&gt;days&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;weeks&lt;/strike&gt; months where I go to bed at night feeling like nothing but a bitch. Have you been there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe? Maybe not.&amp;nbsp; But I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether its my hormonal balance trying to find its new home post-pregnancy, or its just plain old me - whatever the case, I'm feeling extra bitchy lately.&amp;nbsp; I'm not talking nastiness, I'm just talking about an overall feeling that brings my mood way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to bed at night thinking... tomorrow's a new day and wishing that the same old annoyances won't irritate me so much, but turns out they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things that I want to accomplish in life (many of them have already happened, but I'm talking about the smaller things in life) ... a laundry list full of small items that remain unchecked, and this frustrates me.&amp;nbsp; I have a pretty terrific family, great friends, a loving husband, two of best boys in the world, yet I can't seem to just sit back and enjoy them, I am always wanting to do more, have more, know more - and yet when these things happen, its never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is, I'm hard to please... really hard to please. I don't think that anyone's best efforts will ever satisfy me... and its kinda a scary thought, because you have to wonder when the people in my life will stop trying to please me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think I need a new outlook on life... one that is more of a simple approach, and one that I can look back on in a month, a year, a decade later and be proud of. I do love my life, yet I'm not acting like I do... so here's to a fresh take on the simple things... less bitchiness, more happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... lookout world, this bitchy - hard to please - self is moving out, and a simpler - less irritated - me is moving in. Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My Keurig machine that I heart so deeply has been descaling for two days now, and I've been without a decent cup of java for what feels like an eternity. #someoneshootmenow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3318334413499317700?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3318334413499317700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3318334413499317700&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3318334413499317700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3318334413499317700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/hard-to-please-thats-me.html' title='Hard to please... that&apos;s me!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5987878857675862167</id><published>2011-06-19T07:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:16:20.831-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day... Dear Old Dad!</title><content type='html'>I am feeling kind of horrible this Father's Day, because I was recently at my parents for a week and left my Father's Day card (and present) on the kitchen counter at home. It was one of those things that I had set out so I wouldn't forget it, but in the chaos of packing up - I FORGOT! Now this wouldn't be a big deal if my father lived 20 minutes away... or even two hours, but its an 8.5 hour car trip... and with the Canada Post situation, I figured dropping it the mail post-trip was probably a big waste of time.&amp;nbsp; So ... since my Dad is without his gift, I thought I'd share with you some nice and very true words about why I love him so much (which I would do anyways, regardless of a gift or no gift)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is one of the best, and I know a lot of people think they have the best father... but for personal reasons, I'm going to go with my opinion on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll ever meet someone more supportive than my Dad.&amp;nbsp; He has always been the cheerleader in my life. His simple philosophy of '&lt;i&gt;if you put your mind to it, you can do it&lt;/i&gt;', has served me well and its that kind of confidence as a parent that I hope I am able to pass onto my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I loved spending time with my Dad. I think because he worked away A LOT, I really cherished the time that he did spend with me.&amp;nbsp; As a teenager, I can remember thinking how cool he was when he took me out driving on the back roads before I turned sixteen, and other important things like the extra time he spent coaching my high school curling team. He may not have been able to be a parent volunteer on any weekday field trips, or attend every volleyball or basketball game on my calendar, but he was always tuned into my life and I knew his heart was always behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my later teens, and now as an adult, my Dad has always been the voice of reason for me... when I'm talking outrageous ideas and concepts, he is quietly steering the conversation back down to reality.&amp;nbsp; He keeps me grounded, and isn't shy to remind of my roots. He's a small town man, but isn't afraid of the big city either.&amp;nbsp; And its thanks to this trait that I felt I could conquer the capital city as my choice for post-secondary education. He never deterred me from thinking big, and it was his extra encouragement during all the pressing decisions that made me believe my dreams were possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years roll on, I'm finding a new appreciation for just how much he did for me as a child. It still amazes me that my parents raised our family in the beginning on my Dad's sole income, and like I've said before, I never felt like I had to do without the major must-haves (hand me downs... YES, must-haves... NO!). My Dad worked hard for the things we had, and never was one to indulge in stuff that was just that - stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he's retired, its nice to see him enjoying life, and most of all, enjoying his grandchildren. I get such satisfaction to see him interact with my boys... that extra spark they bring to his life, and the cherished moments he brings to theirs! I know he feels lucky to have them in his life, but let me assure you that they are equally as lucky to have him for a Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAQCfNVpGlc/Tf1neqAU7yI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/o-R0WN5ECW0/s1600/IMG_7249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAQCfNVpGlc/Tf1neqAU7yI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/o-R0WN5ECW0/s400/IMG_7249.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC0q93gKAr0/Tf1nla-r-dI/AAAAAAAAC3U/JRlBKF-pEck/s1600/IMG_6874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LC0q93gKAr0/Tf1nla-r-dI/AAAAAAAAC3U/JRlBKF-pEck/s400/IMG_6874.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4MMvZMAU_w/Tf1nZB4iHdI/AAAAAAAAC3M/-Zl2PoeY3aU/s1600/IMG_7282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4MMvZMAU_w/Tf1nZB4iHdI/AAAAAAAAC3M/-Zl2PoeY3aU/s400/IMG_7282.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope you have a great Father's Day Dad... and no matter how many miles separate us, I hope you know how much love and respect I have for you! You truly are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you... today and always!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5987878857675862167?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5987878857675862167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5987878857675862167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5987878857675862167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5987878857675862167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-dear-old-dad.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day... Dear Old Dad!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAQCfNVpGlc/Tf1neqAU7yI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/o-R0WN5ECW0/s72-c/IMG_7249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5245621824910902211</id><published>2011-06-17T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:20:27.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Six months: Teeth, Fingers, Toes!</title><content type='html'>We've reached the half way point in H's milestone first year... and I don't know whether to laugh or cry!&amp;nbsp; He is changing by the minute... and while I love to watch him grow and learn, I want to snap my fingers and stop time to just enjoy the ease of this baby phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H cracked his top four teeth last week, making his total tooth count six... for six months, no doubt!&amp;nbsp; He has been a bit fussier than usual, but nothing to really complain about! His fussiness consists of, a few extra 'look at me' whines and growls, but that's about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this last month... the fingers and toes have really become the toys of choice for soothing.&amp;nbsp; This boy is not completely in his element unless he's sucking his two middle fingers on his left hand or maneuvering his big toe to his mouth (a skill any adult is completely jealous of)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, H took his first real road trip (to the tune of 8.5 hours in a car) to see Grandma and Grandpa B! He was a trooper... and thanks some entertainment in the backseat from his big bro, he was all smiles and snoozes for about 8 hours and 10 minutes of the trip (if only they lived in Blind River instead of Thessalon)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still enjoying the simplicity of bottling feeding, and H is starting to pack on the pounds a little more rapidly than before (he weighs 14lbs 8oz at his six month check-up).&amp;nbsp; We are so close to starting solids, but he's still sleeping well, and not demanding anything extra, so I am willing to hold off another week or two before we introduce some rice cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look at the calendar, the upcoming three months are jammed packed with family fun! I can't wait to see H experience his first summer with our extended families, and to just soak up some fun in the sun with my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tradition dictates... here are the results of H's 6 month photo shoot... which we decided to take outdoors as it was 30 degrees and rising on his six month b-day!&amp;nbsp; As you will see... curiosity about the outdoors was a bit more attracting than Mommy dancing around like a monkey with a camera! Oh well... I tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUBU10LIGIw/TfwWW90-kVI/AAAAAAAAC2k/-ysRkq6DQPw/s1600/IMG_7307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUBU10LIGIw/TfwWW90-kVI/AAAAAAAAC2k/-ysRkq6DQPw/s400/IMG_7307.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r32EEgJRoMI/TfwWhcbpuNI/AAAAAAAAC2s/RRs8igDMdgI/s1600/IMG_7353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r32EEgJRoMI/TfwWhcbpuNI/AAAAAAAAC2s/RRs8igDMdgI/s400/IMG_7353.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yk5LYYhDF3c/TfwX2Z4enxI/AAAAAAAAC3I/qn9kY96vHe0/s1600/IMG_7313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yk5LYYhDF3c/TfwX2Z4enxI/AAAAAAAAC3I/qn9kY96vHe0/s400/IMG_7313.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRGdGY47V8w/TfwW4SKaxvI/AAAAAAAAC28/3xT__a-AJUM/s1600/IMG_7352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRGdGY47V8w/TfwW4SKaxvI/AAAAAAAAC28/3xT__a-AJUM/s400/IMG_7352.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QeUTdveMQQ/TfwXwS1Td2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/7hd3bkVBBa8/s1600/IMG_7344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0QeUTdveMQQ/TfwXwS1Td2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/7hd3bkVBBa8/s400/IMG_7344.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKaN2VG7XZQ/TfwW83jNOAI/AAAAAAAAC3A/jubZPk3qqL0/s1600/IMG_7358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKaN2VG7XZQ/TfwW83jNOAI/AAAAAAAAC3A/jubZPk3qqL0/s400/IMG_7358.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cViGRxSMo_s/TfwWkL8woyI/AAAAAAAAC2w/AJi6oAnAGHQ/s1600/IMG_7346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cViGRxSMo_s/TfwWkL8woyI/AAAAAAAAC2w/AJi6oAnAGHQ/s400/IMG_7346.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy six months Hudson... your sweet sweet face and the sound of your giggles make life so much fun! I love you baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5245621824910902211?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5245621824910902211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5245621824910902211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5245621824910902211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5245621824910902211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/six-months-teeth-fingers-toes.html' title='Six months: Teeth, Fingers, Toes!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUBU10LIGIw/TfwWW90-kVI/AAAAAAAAC2k/-ysRkq6DQPw/s72-c/IMG_7307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1856338423379755685</id><published>2011-06-15T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T13:35:08.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now that&apos;s customer service'/><title type='text'>Dupuis Ford Lincoln, I'm not happy with you!</title><content type='html'>I had a 'fun' customer service experience that I thought I'd share... just to get it off my chest.&amp;nbsp; As you know we recently purchased a new vehicle, as our lease on our Ford Escape was up. It was a three year lease, and we've never leased before, so we were trying it out.&amp;nbsp; Turns out, leasing isn't for us... we drive too many kilometers in a year to fit into a lease, and if I weren't on maternity leave twice in the three years we had the vehicle, we would have had to pay a pretty penny for extra mileage.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I've been confined to the house for the last six months, so we were just under the mileage allocation at its maturity date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... to cut to the chase, we leased our Escape for &lt;a href="http://www.dupuisfordlincoln.com/"&gt;Dupuis Ford Lincoln in Casselman&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; When the deal went down, Dupuis screwed up royally... between the salesman and the finance manager wires were crossed and we ended up owing the bank $600 on the spot, because Dupuis got the numbers wrong, and after the papers were signed, it was our problem.&amp;nbsp; Fast-forward three years... and they are still using the same approach - not our problem, your problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months ago... we stopped in at Dupuis Ford and asked them about changing our winter tires back to our original all-seasons, which we knew two of the four tires had low tread on them.&amp;nbsp; The service manager told us that all we needed was four good tires that matched, with the same speed and rating as the original tires on the Escape (when we received it).&amp;nbsp; He said we would be taking a chance leaving on the winter tires when the warmer weather came around, but they were probably our best bet as we'd have to pay a replacement fee if the other tires were not good. In addition to this advice, I also went online and reviewed &lt;a href="http://www.fordcredit.com/redcarpetlease/rcl_lep_wear_use.jhtml"&gt;Ford leasing's documentation&lt;/a&gt; about the tires, and concluded the same thing, as no where does it specify that winter tires are not considered acceptable tires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... we took his advice and left the winter tires on.&amp;nbsp; The day we go to turn back the Escape and pick up our new non-Ford vehicle, we find out that we are being charged $125 per tire (totaling $500 + GST) for having winter tires on the Escape.&amp;nbsp; Apparently if we had turned back the vehicle before April 15th, winter tires would have been acceptable, but on May 30th, its a $500 charge.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you break it down... its almost understandable that they don't want winter tires on a vehicle in the summer... however, when we did our homework on the options, and we were given misinformation from a trusted source, this outrages me.&amp;nbsp; It also makes me mad that the winter tires that are on the Escape are in fantastic shape... and while they charged us for them, they still can re-sell them andndouble their money.&amp;nbsp; I mean... honestly! What we should have done is roll up on Dupuis' lot and then take our tires and run, leaving them with just the rims! The charge would have been worth it then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked Dupuis and they told us that its up to Ford Credit if they want to reverse the charge or 'figure something out' with them, but upon calling Ford Credit, we got the reverse approach - its Dupuis who can make the adjustments.&amp;nbsp; Given that we learned about the charge 2 hours before we were to pick up our new vehicle, it left little time to figure out a solution (which we tired to find a set of used all-season tires to put on it, but to no avail).&amp;nbsp; We had already disposed of our all-season tires on the advice of Dupuis' service manager, but according to Ford Credit, we should have been talking to the leasing manager.&amp;nbsp; I explained that the service manager is our main point of contact for Dupuis Ford and has been for three years - but she corrected me in saying that it was a stupid move as I should have been asking my questions to the 'leasing manager' - who frankly I didn't even know exisited, but turns out, he's also the 'finance manager' (who originally screwed up the deal three years ago).&amp;nbsp; I'm annoyed because when we asked the service manager he didn't pipe up and say 'oh that's not my area, you have to speak to the LEASING manager'.&amp;nbsp; No ... he answered the question, like he has been asked it 50 times before.&amp;nbsp; I apologize for believing a manager of Dupuis Ford on an issue related to a Ford vehicle that we purchased at... Dupuis Ford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say... I tweeted about my frustration and someone from Ford Customer Service offered to look into the issue for me. I was happy about this, but even after all his efforts, he couldn't do anything as he was based in the states, and this is a Canadian issue. However, he did forward my tweet and the background to Ford Canada Customer Service and they phoned me... to tell me (in summary) its a sales issue and customer service can't intervene in a credit matter because, get this, Ford Customer Service is not Ford Credit AND, technically I'm not considered a client of Ford Customer Serivce, because Dupuis Ford is their client and I'm only a client of Dupuis. Oh ... and Dupuis really isn't Ford, their an independent broker who sells Ford vehicles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear... as MUD! They're CUSTOMER SERVICE for Ford Canada right, but I'm pretty sure Charmaine, ID #4503, told me I'm not considered a customer, even though I leased a Ford Escape, from who I thought was a Ford Company, and I've paid Ford Credit every month for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speaking with Charmaine from Ford Customer Service, she advised me that she would 'make a note' of my frustration and forward it to Dupuis Ford, but that I needed to speak with Ford Credit and Dupuis if I wanted anything done about the charge. I did call Ford Credit as I wanted to know who I owed the $500 to? Ford Credit or Dupuis Ford?&amp;nbsp; The agent I spoke with, Candice, was actually very factual, and informative, telling me that Dupuis got their money for the sale three years ago, and any outstanding charge was owed to Ford Credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much explains Dupuis' lack of interest in my problem... as they've been paid for the sale and beyond that they could care less about my frustrations. The Ford Credit agent did argue with me quite a bit, but in the end she knocked off $70 from the charge for, as she says, 'trusting the service manager's word'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$70 is better than nothing, yes... but the whole back and forth with Ford Credit, Ford Customer Service, Dupuis &lt;strike&gt;Ford&lt;/strike&gt; car dealership was pret.ty. crazy, and at the end of the day I still owe a car payment worth of money on a perfectly good vehicle, that was turned back with practically brand new winter tires on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with Dupuis ... done with their 'its not our problem' approach... and the now proven stereotype that car salespeople are only nice to you until they get your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do heart my Ford Escape and love the Ford product, but if we ever do drive a Ford again, it won't be from Dupuis 'independent broker who sells Ford vehicles' in Casselman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1856338423379755685?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1856338423379755685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1856338423379755685&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1856338423379755685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1856338423379755685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/dupuis-ford-lincoln-im-not-happy-with.html' title='Dupuis Ford Lincoln, I&apos;m not happy with you!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-886871260338364640</id><published>2011-06-04T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T09:03:20.013-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new stuff'/><title type='text'>New purchase... NOT a Mini Van!</title><content type='html'>Over the last few months, PC and I have been doing our homework on the next big purchase... a new family vehicle.&amp;nbsp; It was an exhausting search... for both of us. I was concerned about the looks, gadgets, and overall vehicle technology, while PC was concerned about the guts of the vehicle, gas mileage, and cargo room. We had different agendas but managed to settle on one that we both liked and can live with for the next 6 to 8 years! One thing we were definite about is: NO MINIVAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know minivan-ers across the world are reading this and probably saying... you were anti-swagger wagon owners too until you actually purchased one, and that it was hands down the most practical vehicle you've ever owned... but for some reason, PC and I were not willing to go the minivan route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda think it has A LOT to do with aging... we are in our early thirties (let me emphasize 'early')... and something about a minivan screams 35 plus to me, and I am NOT 35.&amp;nbsp; I somehow think that the purchase of a minivan would catapult me into a mid-life crisis or even worse, more grey hair! Now... that being said, I have dear friends who are minivan owners, who are not 35 plus, and some that are - and this isn't about shaming them, its just a personal thing I have in my head that I don't see myself in a minivan, and thankfully PC was in the same mind space.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, I know how practical vans are ... but on the surface, I feel much more ME driving some sort of an SUV/Crossover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely loved my Ford Escape... and if cargo room and seating capacity were not a factor, I would have bought another Escape in a heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; I love the size of them, the drive, and the flexibility, but once you load in two boys, and their gear, and a 6 foot 2 inch, broad shouldered husband, it gets a little cramped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a bit of stubborn two-year old when it comes to vehicles... my parents can definitely attest to that. In public school, we owned a GMC Suburban - which I thought looked like a bus when I was 12, and I would have rather walked home in the pouring rain than be picked up in the suburban.&amp;nbsp; These days, I think surburbans are awesome, but 20 years ago - not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also the great car debate of 1997... when my parents were in the market for a new vehicle and wanted to purchase a Buick Regal. This would be the only vehicle I would be allowed to drive and internally I was dying when my Dad brought it home for a test drive.&amp;nbsp; It was a grandma car in my (out of whack, teenaged daughter type of) opinion and all I could think was... "I'm suppose to roll up to high school in this? Are you kidding me?".&amp;nbsp; I turned on the father/daughter charm and talked my 6 foot 4 inch Dad into a mid-size Grand AM.&amp;nbsp; Still to this day, I feel a little selfish about it all, but after seeing how many clicks I racked up on that car, I'm pretty sure my parents were glad they didn't invest in the Buick Regal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward to graduating University... I was still in love with the Grand AM, but not the practical four-door version, the impractical, bang your head off the roof, can't reach the seat beat from the driver's seat, type of impractical TWO DOOR.&amp;nbsp; It was cool... it was used, and I was in love. The only thing good about that car was... the extended warranty on it, because everything and its dawg went on it! But ... it was snazzy looking (and believe it or not, PC owned a Grand AM too, so when we met, it was one of those points you tell your friends about - "and ... get this, he's drives a Grand AM' - LOVE")!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say... I've had my fair share of experiences with what I like and don't like... but I've also hit my head on the roof enough times to know what is practical and necessary in owning a vehicle long term and what options are just a waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without furhter ado... here is our newest addition - not a minivan, but our new crossover, the 2011 GMC Acadia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6oWfg8jCjtY/TekIIstxoTI/AAAAAAAAC2g/Frq-LsRAMa0/s1600/IMG_7244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6oWfg8jCjtY/TekIIstxoTI/AAAAAAAAC2g/Frq-LsRAMa0/s400/IMG_7244.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have this baby in our family for a while, and that she'll bring us nothing but good family memories for many years to come!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... you know my unimportant thoughts on minivans ... but what are yours? Yay or nay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-886871260338364640?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/886871260338364640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=886871260338364640&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/886871260338364640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/886871260338364640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-purchase-not-mini-van.html' title='New purchase... NOT a Mini Van!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6oWfg8jCjtY/TekIIstxoTI/AAAAAAAAC2g/Frq-LsRAMa0/s72-c/IMG_7244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-6078986784046727140</id><published>2011-06-02T15:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:06:31.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ottawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family outting'/><title type='text'>Old MacDonald had a farm... (an Experimental one)!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we took advantage of an overcast and potentially rainy Saturday and decided to visit the &lt;a href="http://www.agriculture.technomuses.ca/english/indexhpnagr.cfm"&gt;Experimental Farm in Ottawa&lt;/a&gt;. It turned out to be the best day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew E would love it before we entered the parking lot... but I didn't imagine he would talk about it for days on end afterwards! I think because the weather was so iffy lots of people decided to stay indoors which made the farm a dead zone.&amp;nbsp; There were maybe 20 people there in total... so we had a great time roaming our way through all the barns and stables at our own pace... and E really got a chance to explore the agriculture world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cows 'mooed', the horses 'neighed', the pigs 'oinked' and the sheep 'baa'd'! It was a live version of Old MacDonald and then some! The tractor exhibit was also a pretty exciting highlight of the day... E got to try out all types of different tractors, his favourite being the biggest one - similar to one he got to ride in at Farmer Logan's last summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H was a cool customer as well, didn't sleep the entire time we were there... and just loved watching his big bro describe all of the animals to him - and getting up close and personal with a few barn friends of his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great family day! If you are in need of something fun and cheap to do with your kids in the Ottawa area, I would highly suggest the Experimental Farm/Agriculture Museum - you will not be disappointed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaZxHsaSWw8/TeaukSydT8I/AAAAAAAAC1g/mSDzcw3fW6s/s1600/IMG_7053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaZxHsaSWw8/TeaukSydT8I/AAAAAAAAC1g/mSDzcw3fW6s/s400/IMG_7053.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBPIZ26DiU4/TeaudVbT7HI/AAAAAAAAC1c/zV1EoWYHRec/s1600/IMG_7054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OBPIZ26DiU4/TeaudVbT7HI/AAAAAAAAC1c/zV1EoWYHRec/s400/IMG_7054.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xBVeZazhgU/Teauou7NRLI/AAAAAAAAC1k/m4_mW737AMk/s1600/IMG_7048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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(an Experimental one)!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaZxHsaSWw8/TeaukSydT8I/AAAAAAAAC1g/mSDzcw3fW6s/s72-c/IMG_7053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1773232429231152277</id><published>2011-05-28T07:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T07:06:00.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ottawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><title type='text'>A little dose of tulips!</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, on the long weekend, we took advantage of the beautiful afternoon and hit up &lt;a href="http://www.tulipfestival.ca/"&gt;Ottawa's annual tulip festival&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went a few years ago, and it was cold and windy, but still just beautiful.&amp;nbsp; This time around, it was the exact opposite... hot and muggy - and even the tulips had a little sweat on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However... even though the weather was a little sticky for May, the tulips were, in their own hot and sweaty way, still beautiful. Given the hundred degree heat and the draw of a gazillion tulips the photo opportunities with two curious boys were minimal... but I did capture a few quick shots (not my best work, but I think it accurately illustrates the day)!&amp;nbsp; To close off the tour, we trekked up to the Champlain lookout.... and a stranger took an awesome family shot of us, which I really like - so much so, that I've added it to my header.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulip time in Ottawa's spring is always a fun time... if you haven't had a chance to go, its worth the trip, especially for photo enthusiasts and family fun seekers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo9iWtUzge0/Td_HrIA3W2I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/ESqmrqvIrB4/s1600/IMG_6941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo9iWtUzge0/Td_HrIA3W2I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/ESqmrqvIrB4/s400/IMG_6941.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Every new season, my Mom would bring home these catalogues and I'd browse through them making my wish list for games and toys. The Christmas WISH Book was of course the BEST catalogue of the bunch, but as I grew a bit older I came to appreciate the seasonal catalogues which were more clothing based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest memories of the Sears catalogues were in relation to my Grandma Wilson... she shopped religiously out of them, so for birthdays and Christmas I got to point out a few things I liked and then she would order it and surprise me with it on a special occasion.&amp;nbsp; My Mom too has always had a fond appreciation for the Sears catalogue.&amp;nbsp; I think it has more to do with living in a small town and not having access to the bigger stores that were 60 minutes away... or the power of the Internet (at the time). Back in the day (and still today) you place your order over the phone, and within a week or so, the items arrived at the little depot in our small town, and once you picked up your order, you try on the items and decide to keep them or return them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was growing up, my mother did this often.&amp;nbsp; She wasn't afraid to order two or three hundred dollars worth of clothes and only keep about fifty dollars worth or nothing at all, if nothing fit. She had me try on everything and decide what to keep and what could go back.&amp;nbsp; Still to this day, I know she does this for her and my Dad, and if my Grandma were here, she'd be doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say... that I don't think I have ever placed an order in the Sears catalogue, but in my adult life I have called up my Mom and asked to her look for something in the catalogue and order it up if she found what I was looking for.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to say that I am really fond of the Sears department store, but truth be told, I never find much in the store, so I don't bother going there to shop unless something on their flyer catches my eye, and its a real deal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However... while I'm not much for the Sears catalogue these days... I am all for GAP Canada ONLINE! Make that, GAP, OLD NAVY, and BANANA REPUBLIC online.&amp;nbsp; These online stores have only been available to Canadian residences less than a year, and let me tell you, I am LOVING this little gem of a clothing store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a GAP girl at heart. Since highschool, I fell in love with the classic arch logo hoodie, and I haven't looked back. I worked at the GAP in University for some side cash... but really the side cash was spent at the GAP! Since having kids, I have found a new appreciation for GAP... in Baby GAP and GAP Kids.&amp;nbsp; Old Navy too... has some great finds, for both myself and the boys. And... when I'm feeilng rich and more engaged with the working world, I love me some Banana Republic!&amp;nbsp; All this to say... when these store finally came online and available to Canadians, I was beyond thrilled. Slowly I started browsing the site, and was a bit disappointed that not everything in the stores was available online - however, over time this has improved. What has also improved is my flexibility in being able to get to GAP to shop! I no longer have to make a special trip, I can just do it online 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... where was I going with all of this, ahem... right... GAP online is like new aged Sears catalogue to me. I have been ordering up a variety of outfits, trying it all on in the comfort of my own mirror, matching shoes and accessories to everything, and then returning what I don't like or don't need, including the items I just ordered so I would clear the $50 threshold for FREE SHIPPING.&amp;nbsp; It's now become a bit of an obsession of mine... to the point where I absolutely refuse to pay anything less than 30 percent off of my entire order.&amp;nbsp; One the three stores in this little marriage is always having a SALE, or there is always coupon code to be had. The last time I paid full price at the GAP was ... high school (which was many MANY years ago)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... shopping online, especially at the GAP, is like the new-aged Sears catalogue experience... I love it. My wallet hates it, and I am sure the mail lady is so SICK of delivering GAP packages to my mailbox, but hey... it makes me happy, and keeps my Mommy wardrobe somewhat updated... although, my kids looks a helluva lot better than me these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the days of the Sears catalogue? What's your favourite online shopping site?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-475433048634246097?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/475433048634246097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=475433048634246097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/475433048634246097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/475433048634246097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/move-over-sears-catalogue.html' title='Move over Sears Catalogue!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1454516445234928185</id><published>2011-05-26T13:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T15:00:48.476-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy of two'/><title type='text'>Two kids = two cups of coffee!</title><content type='html'>Two is the new one in my life. Back when I had one child, I was happily brewing one cup of coffee a day, and getting by just fine.&amp;nbsp; But since the arrival of number two, two cups is now my new standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what it is, but one cup no longer does the trick.&amp;nbsp; These days, the first cup just revs the engine but its the second cup that actually puts the car in drive, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this crazy, because 10 years ago... I didn't drink coffee, I actually made fun of people who would show up to a University class, with some java in hand - as if they had more in their knowledge bank than me, all because of one large coffee.&amp;nbsp; Now... I know exactly what they had in their hands - the power to get through the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a few months ago about &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-love-for-keurig.html"&gt;my love for my Keurig&lt;/a&gt;... and I think this has also contributed to my addiction with coffee too - because it just tastes so damn good. But, it really doesn't matter what kind of coffee I'm having, I have a basic human need for two cups a day, and I really believe that if I only had one child, I'd still be good with one cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone else up their java intake with an addition to their family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little fact goes on the list of 'reasons why not to have a third child'... can't be drinking three cups of coffee a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1454516445234928185?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1454516445234928185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1454516445234928185&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1454516445234928185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1454516445234928185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-kids-two-cups-of-coffee.html' title='Two kids = two cups of coffee!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3923815050728837783</id><published>2011-05-25T14:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:58:30.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby gear'/><title type='text'>Back to the stroller thing!</title><content type='html'>You may recall several months ago, I wrote a post about &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/01/single-stroller-vs-double-stroller.html"&gt;strollers&lt;/a&gt; and  what I wish I had known about them before we had kids. Now... we've  recently invested in two new strollers, and I am LOVING both of them, so  I thought I'd share with you my choices, and why I love them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first purchase was a new umbrella stroller... the &lt;a href="http://www.bumbleride.com/strollers/flite-home.php"&gt;Bumbleride  Flight&lt;/a&gt; (in trendy 'seagrass').&amp;nbsp; I am loving this stroller for a few  reasons... A. it takes my Graco car seat, B. its super easy to fold up  and cart around, C. it fits my newborn, but also my big boy (until he's  5ish), and D. it came with all the necessary accessories: raincover, car  seat adapter, cup holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwF4i0HPQ4/Td095RdGZvI/AAAAAAAAC0c/nYMiu6ep73s/s1600/bumblerideflight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwF4i0HPQ4/Td095RdGZvI/AAAAAAAAC0c/nYMiu6ep73s/s200/bumblerideflight.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought mine on ebay, and it was delivered to my door within 5  days. It was MUCH cheaper that what is retailing at in Canada (which is about  $250). We took this baby to Florida with us, and it was great for flying  with... the one handed fold down and pick up maneuver was so handy,  plus it comes with a shoulder strap if you need to sling it over your  arm at any point. PC and I both enjoyed pushing it, and I love that it will  grow with our family. I plan to have this stroller until my youngest is 5  or 6, and I bet it will still be in great condition once he's done with  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one drawback I would say is that it doesn't have a  humungo sun canopy, but I have the universal UV net and that works like  a charm.&amp;nbsp; So all in all... its fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second investment we've made is a double stroller... &lt;a href="http://www.babyjogger.com/city_select_dtl.aspx"&gt;The  City Select Baby Jogger&lt;/a&gt;. I am also in love with this stroller. It was  recommended to me by a friend (shout out to Terri), who also had two  kiddies the same ages as mine, and she said it was hands down the best  purchase she's made. I did my homework and researched the heck out it,  and concluded the same. We've had it for over a month now and I call it my freedom stroller, as it allows me to go out and about with my two boys by myself and not have to worry that my 2 y/o will run away on me, or that my newborn will be uncomfortable or unable to fall asleep enroute to our destination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stroller rocks (in my opinion) because when its just me and H here, I can go out and about with him... but if I have E and H with me, it easily... let me repeat, EASILY, turns into a double stroller. This stroller is easy to push, easy to maneuver, and easy to get into your trunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The single best feature (again, in my opinion) is the humungo (yes, I said humungo TWICE in the same post) ... the humungo (three times now!) basket in the bottom of the stroller. It can be accessed from all sides, it unzips, expands... it ROCKS!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9Ej0QuD3YY/Td1DnKToekI/AAAAAAAAC0s/cYlNQiAl-LI/s1600/City-Select.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9Ej0QuD3YY/Td1DnKToekI/AAAAAAAAC0s/cYlNQiAl-LI/s200/City-Select.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love it as a double stroller because it has so many options for how the boys can sit... facing each other, facing forward, backward, inward, outward... it can accommodate their moods while continuing to be functional! The sun canopies give great coverage for both boys... and the handle easily adjusts for taller people to push it (like PC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret about this stroller is that I didn't know about it when I had my first son! This stroller, although an investment, would have saved us the nuisance of collecting and storing strollers as a hobby! It has really been the best stroller we've come across, and I know that I will also have it for quite a few years, and when we're done with it, I think we will be able to recoup some of our costs as it is well made and will serve another growing family like ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news now is that we are finally done buying strollers... and we are so happy with our final purchases! If you're an expecting parent and are having trouble deciding what stroller to purchase.... do your research (watch reivews of your stroller choices on YouTube) and save yourself some money in the long run by purchasing the right stroller first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few pics of our City Select in action from the past weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzDV5kM7SME/Td0-gpqTPwI/AAAAAAAAC0o/znZOW_PqlsY/s1600/IMG_6938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QzDV5kM7SME/Td0-gpqTPwI/AAAAAAAAC0o/znZOW_PqlsY/s400/IMG_6938.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPt6-JxC7Bc/Td0-RjSHHxI/AAAAAAAAC0g/Kp0NTnxZ0y8/s1600/IMG_6935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPt6-JxC7Bc/Td0-RjSHHxI/AAAAAAAAC0g/Kp0NTnxZ0y8/s400/IMG_6935.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV5apLiO2j4/Td0-adlqRCI/AAAAAAAAC0k/TeJi4fUSYk0/s1600/IMG_7005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV5apLiO2j4/Td0-adlqRCI/AAAAAAAAC0k/TeJi4fUSYk0/s400/IMG_7005.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3923815050728837783?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3923815050728837783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3923815050728837783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3923815050728837783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3923815050728837783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/back-to-stroller-thing.html' title='Back to the stroller thing!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwF4i0HPQ4/Td095RdGZvI/AAAAAAAAC0c/nYMiu6ep73s/s72-c/bumblerideflight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5289207998881521426</id><published>2011-05-22T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:45:16.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Enroute to turning THREE!</title><content type='html'>There is something about this set of pictures (below) that makes me smile! My so-called little boy, is turning into a big boy. And while I should be shedding a little tear, I'm am too busy being in awe of his growing independence, and his transition from the unstable toddler to the busy big boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At two and a half (and 'the half' is huge... if I didn't get it before, I get it now!), E is so different from his second birthday... he's now potty trained, talking a mile a minute, and doing things "all by 'me' self". I know I have said it before, but he really is such a loving big brother... his personality and caring nature are something else. Of course, he's a two year-old at the same time... with meltdowns, and a bad case of the 'I wants', but he usually saves those for the end of the day, when he's beyond tired and could use a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what he will grow up to be, or who he will become in 20 or 30 years, but I do know, I love being his Mom, and just being here everyday to witness him grow.&amp;nbsp; He really does amaze me each day. As we approach the big THREE... I am looking forward to the new skills he will acquire, and signing him up for pre-school - but at the same time, just treasuring the remaining time of my maternity leave, and the extra free time I have to share with him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E you bring a smile to my face each day... 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He is gaining weight a little more rapidly and is filling out his clothes a lot better.&amp;nbsp; He has even went up a diaper size from 1 to 2, so that is just a little more proof that he's growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I hug him just a little tighter and cling to that petit little baby that I first held 5 short months ago... I love him to pieces, and I know his baby days are fading faster than I'd like to admit.&amp;nbsp; He really is a happy baby... smiles all around when you meet his needs, but I have to admit, the moment I bring out the camera, I get a lot of straight faces... to the point where E is coaching him with the words of encouragement 'say cheese Baby Huddy' or offering a few rounds of his fake laugh to see if he can get a reaction out of his baby bro. Every little bit helps... and slowly I am capturing a smile or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the 5 month mark signals a photo shoot... and although it was a dreary day, I managed to get a few shots of H and his innocence that I adore.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Angela and Logan for the cute outfit that H is sporting in these pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5 months to my sweet baby boy.... nothing brings me more happiness than knowing I have another 7 months to devote to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35vwmGsFYJk/TdQtDHdGeTI/AAAAAAAACzM/XalrrYz70L4/s1600/IMG_6754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35vwmGsFYJk/TdQtDHdGeTI/AAAAAAAACzM/XalrrYz70L4/s400/IMG_6754.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LawmQ0rSqZI/TdQtKFrNtGI/AAAAAAAACzQ/0haUy4mJDdo/s1600/IMG_6759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8DBXf5Rp-c/TdQtvbhFmmI/AAAAAAAACzk/Yk7V-lKAG9A/s400/IMG_6817.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54G6zPpzt64/TdQt1lM3xMI/AAAAAAAACzo/NMd6Q68cCfg/s1600/IMG_6842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54G6zPpzt64/TdQt1lM3xMI/AAAAAAAACzo/NMd6Q68cCfg/s400/IMG_6842.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6506977821658617615?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6506977821658617615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6506977821658617615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6506977821658617615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6506977821658617615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/gimme-five.html' title='Gimme Five!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-35vwmGsFYJk/TdQtDHdGeTI/AAAAAAAACzM/XalrrYz70L4/s72-c/IMG_6754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3656849121944718492</id><published>2011-05-18T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:45:19.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces!</title><content type='html'>I've have a hard time blogging the last little while... I just find that in my days busier and my evenings shorter. It must be all the nice weather we've had lately (*insert fake 'ya right' laugh here*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have a good excuse, except that life happens... and since we got home from Florida over a month ago now... it seems to be one thing after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... PC had double knee surgery almost a month ago, so we've been dealing with his recovery, which has included 3 weeks of being off work (not to mention, 3 weeks of interuption to my daily routine)!&amp;nbsp; On top of the knee surgery he caught a nasty virus which was deemed 'highly contagious' by the doctor, so the boys and I had to steer clear of him for another week.&amp;nbsp; He finally just got back to work yesterday, and although not 100 percent, he's doing much better and thankfully back to his routine, which means I can get back to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addtion to that, it was time for E's annual kidney check up at CHEO... which includes an ultrasound and a visit with his neuphrologist. We did the ultrasound at the end of April (and E was EXCELLENT during the procedure) and the visit with neuphrology last week. I am happy to report that things are going well, the mutli-cycstic kidney continues to shrink, while his functioning kidney is doubling in size, and doing better than fine.&amp;nbsp; His blood pressure is still controlled, and he is a growing boy, doing very good.&amp;nbsp; It's exactly the report I expected to get, but it is also a relief at the same time to see that things are going as planned. Hopefully by the time he is five, we can reduce the annual appointment to every two years (fingers crossed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week, my parents were down for a visit, as they had a wedding to attend in the area.&amp;nbsp; We had a good visit with them, and even though they just saw the boys in Florida, they have both changed quite a bit in the last month.&amp;nbsp; E is talking so much, full sentences, while Hudson is gaining weight, and a lot more vocal as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also are in the process of buying a new vehicle which has been a time consuming process.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully my parents were here to stay with the kids while PC and I ventured out to test drive a variety of vehicles, talk pricing, and narrowing down the options to make a final decision. Hopefully by early June we'll have a roomier vehicle to transport the family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend coming up is the long weekend, and we hope to hit the tulip festival if the weather cooperates. If not, we will just be sticking close to home and appreciating some healthy down time... which might include some time for blogging too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3656849121944718492?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3656849121944718492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3656849121944718492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3656849121944718492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3656849121944718492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and Pieces!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5681723097987777457</id><published>2011-05-08T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:44:14.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capturing the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><title type='text'>Love to my Mom!</title><content type='html'>I've heard others say that you can't truly appreciate your Mother until you have children of your own... and I have to say, I couldn't agree more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had respect for my mother... (okay... maybe not grades 9 through and 12, but other than that small hiatus, I think I can still use the word always!), she is patient, caring, realistic, generous, and supportive. Since having my own children, my respect for her has been catapulted to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, my Mom made sure I had everything I needed... good meals, proper clothing, friends, toys, and even things I didn't need like rollerblades, Doc Martins, and that purple bike! But, she didn't just hand these things over, she discussed the necessary decisions with my father, and whether I had to earn it, or save up enough of my own money, I can see that what she was doing was teaching me the value of a dollar, and the cost of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... with my boys, I want to instill the same values she taught to me, to them... and I think that if I can do half of what my Mom has done for me, I will consider myself lucky - and my boys too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom for always being there for me... you know when to push and when give me my own space, and I am so glad to have a great friend in you.&amp;nbsp; You are wonderful role model to have in my life... and my boys are so lucky to have you in their lives.&amp;nbsp; I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day... to my Mom (and all of the great Mom's out there)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K00AWe2PDGU/Tcb7JYDR78I/AAAAAAAACzI/UzNHgQ-FcRY/s1600/IMG_6237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K00AWe2PDGU/Tcb7JYDR78I/AAAAAAAACzI/UzNHgQ-FcRY/s400/IMG_6237.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5681723097987777457?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5681723097987777457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5681723097987777457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5681723097987777457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5681723097987777457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-to-my-mom.html' title='Love to my Mom!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K00AWe2PDGU/Tcb7JYDR78I/AAAAAAAACzI/UzNHgQ-FcRY/s72-c/IMG_6237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3360991636423704136</id><published>2011-05-02T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T16:30:40.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Not just any bowls!</title><content type='html'>There are some memories of my childhood that will never fade... like the one that includes these bowls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53W_l6PpBSE/Tb7oAUjVffI/AAAAAAAACy8/kQupcaYzOL8/s1600/IMG_6593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53W_l6PpBSE/Tb7oAUjVffI/AAAAAAAACy8/kQupcaYzOL8/s400/IMG_6593.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may look your standard plastic bowls... but for me there are endless memories of spending time with my Grandma and Grandpa Bellerose. These were the special bowls that held my Grandmother's stove cooked popcorn.&amp;nbsp; You know the kind where you heat the oil in a pot, drop the popcorn seeds in, and then shake the hell out of the pot every 15 to 20 seconds for 10 minutes!&amp;nbsp; No one did it better than my Grandma B. And when it was finally ready... she served it up in these signature bowls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child... this was something to look forward to on a Saturday night when Mom and Dad were going out, and I needed to be 'looked after'! Once the popcorn was ready, I'd get to choose my very own bottle of Fanta pop to drink, and we'd all settle down in the living room, in front of the floor model tv to watch &lt;a href="http://www.welkshow.com/?gclid=CIv69faMyqgCFYS8Kgodu3cEsQ"&gt;Lawrence Wel&lt;/a&gt;k (that's was the not so fond part of the memory - honestly... bad music and ball room dancing for two hours... I was asleep 15 minutes in, but I think that was part of Grandma's plan all along)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at these bowls, I can taste how yummy her popcorn was... and I don't think I'll ever have a bowl of popcorn quite like hers, again, in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_cCY29-L6M/Tb7oJcPoL7I/AAAAAAAACzE/jblh8uQvUiw/s1600/IMG_6598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="97" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_cCY29-L6M/Tb7oJcPoL7I/AAAAAAAACzE/jblh8uQvUiw/s400/IMG_6598.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acquired these bowls close to 15 years ago... just after my Grandma passed away. While other family members were concerned about jewelery, crystal, and fur coats, I had one mission on my mind - secure the popcorn bowls - these really mean more to me than any other pieces she owned, and now I have them in my home and I am proudly using them to serve popcorn to my family, but more importantly, serving up a piece of my childhood to my boys!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but every year in the springtime I am always feeling a little void in my life because all of my grandparents have passed, but I also feel so privledged to have childhood memories, like the ones with the popcorn bowls, to remind me of just how lucky I am to have been loved by my grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any special pieces in your home to serve as a reminder of your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3360991636423704136?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3360991636423704136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3360991636423704136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3360991636423704136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3360991636423704136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-just-any-bowls.html' title='Not just any bowls!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53W_l6PpBSE/Tb7oAUjVffI/AAAAAAAACy8/kQupcaYzOL8/s72-c/IMG_6593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-6350342993714043107</id><published>2011-05-01T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:20:34.007-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the news'/><title type='text'>The Royal Wedding... where were you?</title><content type='html'>I kinda think all of the hype of the Royal Wedding was worth it. I mean... yes, the lead up to it seem like FOREVER from a media perspective, but at the same time I got chills watching Kate step out of the limo, her marathon walk down the aisle, when they said their vows, their carriage ride as husband and wife, and of course the first PDA on the balcony. I thought it was all very 'royal'... but yet romantic too. I was especially thrilled to see just how happy Kate looked... she looked beau.ti.ful. and very deserving of a Prince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those things that will be talked about for years and years to come... and I am so happy that I got to watch it live.&amp;nbsp; I had actually planned to PVR it and watch it while feeding H that morning, but instead E must have wanted to see it LIVE, as he woke me up at 5:45 am (unheard of for him)... and we tuned it just in time to see Kate arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E original was asking to put Dora on... but when the music started for processional he was glued to the tv, and then post-ceremony, the horses sucked him and kept his attention for another half hour! It was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time my morning coffee kicked in... I thought to snap a few pics of E watching it. H on the other hand slept right through the whole thing and didn't wake up until he heard intro music for Ellen! What a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when the Royal couple was saying 'I do'... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_1AvbCs-NM/Tb4ZQycao_I/AAAAAAAACyw/j9CRFFJwmdg/s1600/IMG_6570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_1AvbCs-NM/Tb4ZQycao_I/AAAAAAAACyw/j9CRFFJwmdg/s400/IMG_6570.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPhQVO8zYoA/Tb4ZY-p2p4I/AAAAAAAACy0/Sw19oyL3MMk/s1600/IMG_6567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qPhQVO8zYoA/Tb4ZY-p2p4I/AAAAAAAACy0/Sw19oyL3MMk/s400/IMG_6567.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6DIRUU7KvvM/Tb4Zf3O_qeI/AAAAAAAACy4/5MIPi5Dg_Hw/s1600/IMG_6560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6DIRUU7KvvM/Tb4Zf3O_qeI/AAAAAAAACy4/5MIPi5Dg_Hw/s400/IMG_6560.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is E saluting like Prince William did in the carriage a bizillion times... although he looks like he's ready for a nap - either that or his interview with the Queen isn't going as planned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6350342993714043107?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6350342993714043107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6350342993714043107&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6350342993714043107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6350342993714043107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/05/royal-wedding-where-were-you.html' title='The Royal Wedding... where were you?'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_1AvbCs-NM/Tb4ZQycao_I/AAAAAAAACyw/j9CRFFJwmdg/s72-c/IMG_6570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3205749542942067492</id><published>2011-04-24T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T11:32:37.854-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><title type='text'>It's Easter!</title><content type='html'>This Easter is already made eggs-tra special for us by having a new little bunny in our lives! But this Easter wouldn't be complete without a little bunny fun with H! You may recall &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2009/04/reasons-to-hate-your-mother-when-your.html"&gt;the lengths I went to with E on his first Easter&lt;/a&gt;... so its only right to do the same for H... so they can both get in on the discussion with their therapist in 20 years! Fortunately for H's sake, I couldn't locate the set of bunny ears I had for E... but I did find this cute little outfit at Carter's (for 60% off) while we were in Florida ... complete with its own little bunny hat and booties!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a fabulous Easter with your families!&amp;nbsp; I know we will sure enjoy the down time at this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Avgu9MAHWrI/TbQz4xUG7hI/AAAAAAAACyc/A1oAo3neM3s/s400/IMG_6309.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccLFKn6E3IA/TbQz-cy7BCI/AAAAAAAACyg/9-yK0fxLKoI/s1600/IMG_6311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccLFKn6E3IA/TbQz-cy7BCI/AAAAAAAACyg/9-yK0fxLKoI/s320/IMG_6311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4S4cywSOpj0/TbQ0H2jK1LI/AAAAAAAACyk/fHtpbveKm9Q/s1600/IMG_6322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4S4cywSOpj0/TbQ0H2jK1LI/AAAAAAAACyk/fHtpbveKm9Q/s320/IMG_6322.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3yVP8__AaJE/TbQ0NJp6c5I/AAAAAAAACyo/kTO3hXVJbWs/s1600/IMG_6325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3yVP8__AaJE/TbQ0NJp6c5I/AAAAAAAACyo/kTO3hXVJbWs/s320/IMG_6325.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and this is newest favourite shot of my boys... taken on Good Friday, in all their matchy-matchiness!! Aren't they just so lovable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwDTuVLiK8/TbQ0UqwMkRI/AAAAAAAACys/lDkYKLPJGI8/s1600/IMG_6421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHwDTuVLiK8/TbQ0UqwMkRI/AAAAAAAACys/lDkYKLPJGI8/s400/IMG_6421.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3205749542942067492?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3205749542942067492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3205749542942067492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3205749542942067492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3205749542942067492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-easter.html' title='It&apos;s Easter!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Avgu9MAHWrI/TbQz4xUG7hI/AAAAAAAACyc/A1oAo3neM3s/s72-c/IMG_6309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-857329048430738216</id><published>2011-04-19T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T11:52:00.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Sprouting into 4 Months!</title><content type='html'>This post is going up a few days late because I can't seem to get back into the day to day routine since we returned from a week in Florida.&amp;nbsp; I know ... poor me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, H did hit his 4 month milestone on the weekend, and what a milestone it was... as his bottom two teeth sprouted through the day before we left Florida.&amp;nbsp; Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone says 'it goes quicker with your second' and I would have to agree, but this teeth business is too quick.&amp;nbsp; H started rolling early, now the teeth early... I hope this isn't setting the stage for everything in his future including girlfriends, drinking, and moving away from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last month has been pretty run of the mill around here. Our days have been very easy and that is much in part to H and his go with the flow attitude.&amp;nbsp; I posted &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/I4x80QliDZ0"&gt;a video on YouTube of him laughing&lt;/a&gt;, not just a giggle, a whole hearted belly laugh. It seriously brings me to tears when he gets going.&amp;nbsp; He laughs like his Daddy BIG TIME, and the person who can make him laugh like this the best is his Big Bro. H lights up at the sight of his brohter... and to date his Big Bro is still caring and loving when it comes 'his baby Huddy'. This really warms my heart to see E have such a genuine touch when it comes to others, especially family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H has discovered his toes... he's showing off his flexibility by eating his toes every chance he gets, he continues to sleep through the night, and much of the morning if we let him.&amp;nbsp; H got our love for sleep that is for sure.&amp;nbsp; He weighs a whopping 12lbs, 1oz, and is on formula full-time now.&amp;nbsp; I am sure he'll be in 3-6 month clothing in no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 4 months has gone by in a blink of an eye, but I am so excited that I still have another 8 months of one on one time with him. He has been a dream baby to date and I can't wait to get out and about with him more now that spring has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4 month birthday Hudson, LOVE you baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uw2M9RX76U/Ta2rnQD71TI/AAAAAAAACyU/IHMAJez-lPs/s1600/IMG_6247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uw2M9RX76U/Ta2rnQD71TI/AAAAAAAACyU/IHMAJez-lPs/s400/IMG_6247.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pKrW20x020/Ta2qXO6sOCI/AAAAAAAACxo/Xw7ngoI4sCQ/s1600/IMG_6297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pKrW20x020/Ta2qXO6sOCI/AAAAAAAACxo/Xw7ngoI4sCQ/s400/IMG_6297.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3qSPJoufP1I/Ta2q6lrl9bI/AAAAAAAACx8/q-beWqaqCVU/s400/IMG_6260.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-857329048430738216?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/857329048430738216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=857329048430738216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/857329048430738216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/857329048430738216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/sprouting-into-4-months.html' title='Sprouting into 4 Months!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uw2M9RX76U/Ta2rnQD71TI/AAAAAAAACyU/IHMAJez-lPs/s72-c/IMG_6247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-2686254164716959833</id><published>2011-04-11T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:20:12.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Walking on Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>Nothing can put a spring in my step like a day in the sun! We are enjoying some family time in Florida this week... and the weather could not be better. We have spent a lot of time doing pool type things... you know, swimming in the pool, lying by the pool, drinks at the pool, games in the pool! It's one big pool party here and we are having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sO9D5yiRXBw/TaMbjlJ0spI/AAAAAAAACxk/mHjKm6kVSe8/s1600/IMG_5902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sO9D5yiRXBw/TaMbjlJ0spI/AAAAAAAACxk/mHjKm6kVSe8/s400/IMG_5902.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we hope to do some SHOPPING!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-2686254164716959833?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/2686254164716959833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=2686254164716959833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2686254164716959833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/2686254164716959833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/walking-on-sunshine.html' title='Walking on Sunshine!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sO9D5yiRXBw/TaMbjlJ0spI/AAAAAAAACxk/mHjKm6kVSe8/s72-c/IMG_5902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8271457452795944982</id><published>2011-04-05T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:26:21.555-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Mama Bear pushes back!</title><content type='html'>Last week I had H to the doctor for a weigh-in.&amp;nbsp; If you recall, E had &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2009/02/has-anyone-seen-milk-man.html"&gt;some weight gain issues&lt;/a&gt; between two and four months, so I think as a precaution, our family doctor asked us to bring H in to be weighed at the 3 month mark.&amp;nbsp; I happily obliged as this was something I wanted to keep an eye on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the appointment with the nurse practitioner and he had gained just shy of one pound between two and three months. He was 5.15 kg or 11.3 lbs at the appointment.&amp;nbsp; The nurse practitioner charted his weight gain on the holy graph, and it showed that he had fallen of his line just a bit, but he was keeping a pattern in my mind, as every month he has gained a pound since birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H was low on the graph to begin with (at 10th percentile), but so was E, and E is now around the 45th percentile, so I am not going to do all of the stressing with H liked I did the last time around with E, because I'm a more experienced mother, and its not. worth. it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that was last Tuesday, and now yesterday, the doctor's office called and wants to see H before we leave for our vacation.&amp;nbsp; PC took the message and accepted the appointment, but when I learned about this, I thought about it, and I'm upset... because I was just there last week and they let me go without so much as a mention of any concern.&amp;nbsp; The nurse even said 'he's fallen off his line a bit, but your weaning him, and you seem like a really confident Mom, so nothing to be concerned about'. I took that as a compliment, and the fact that we are scheduled for his 4 month shots right when we get back from vacation tells me this appointment is not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that the doctor just wants to be sure he isn't missing anything and I understand that to an extent. But if that was the case, instead of having me see the nurse practitioner last Tuesday, he should have scheduled the appointment with him instead of asking me to make a second trek back to his office (not to mention clogging up our already overburdened health system for no good reason).&amp;nbsp; The other thing that bothers me is that they aren't taking our family history into account. Specifically, the history with of E's slow weight-gain. I just don't think my kids are big gainers, and so what if they aren't average or above average on the holy graph... H is on the graph, which is more than we could say for E at that milestone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, its got me bothered just a bit... and I think to myself 'okay, if something is of a major concern, we can't do anything about it until we get back anyways'.&amp;nbsp; With E, they referred us to a pediatrician, and we then spent the next period checking in with her every week for a month until he started packing on the ounces (which he did). In H's case, I've already recognized my breast milk isn't supper fatty, I committed to breastfeeding for three months, and now that we're there, we're switching it up to formula.&amp;nbsp; My stance is now that we've done that... give him a chance to gain, and he will gain. He's reaching all of his other milestones, smiling, laughing, rolling, sleeping... so in my heart of hearts I know he is perfectly healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this rambling to say that... this morning I picked up the phone and pushed back with the doctor's office. I asked why was the appointment needed when we would be there in another 10 days, and we were just there a week ago? The receptionist didn't have the answers, and our doctor wasn't there today. I explained my thoughts and why the appointment isn't necessary, and her response was 'well, we can't force you to come' and she's right she can't ... so we left it at her leaving the doctor a message that we would see him after our vacation unless it was an emergency of another sort... not involving weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect to hear from them again... until we go for H's 4 month appointment, and trust me, if he questions my decision at. all. I'll have my Mama Bear argument ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is my baby boy, I'm his Mom, and I know best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8271457452795944982?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8271457452795944982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8271457452795944982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8271457452795944982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8271457452795944982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/mama-bear-pushes-back.html' title='Mama Bear pushes back!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-5551424736657975624</id><published>2011-04-02T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T21:25:03.411-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><title type='text'>Yummy Earth Lollipops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPoqPnx192c/TZZHoXjU0JI/AAAAAAAACxg/Ehz_aqD2QWk/s1600/pound_pops.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPoqPnx192c/TZZHoXjU0JI/AAAAAAAACxg/Ehz_aqD2QWk/s1600/pound_pops.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been meaning to write this post for a while now... but just haven't gotten around to it until now! A month or so ago I picked up a pack of these Yummy Earth Organic Lollipops at Winners (of all places).&amp;nbsp; I was checking out and they were staring me in the face for a good 5 minutes while I waited. Since E LOVES suckers, I thought, organic? sure... why not! So I got him the pack and brought them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out these are not just any suckers, they are the best. suckers. ever. Seriously, if you haven't a chance to try them... do it! They have many awesome flavours like pomegranate pucker, mango tango, and strawberry smash,&amp;nbsp; and they are not like a regular sucker at all.&amp;nbsp; For starters they last a lot longer than those crap suckers everyone gives out at Halloween, and they are practically good for you (in comparison to all the other competing junk food out there). They are gluten-free, nut-free, and the best of all there is no corn syrup in them, or chemical colours. They are made with real fruit extract, which to be honest, I could give two hoots about that when its just for me, but when I'm offering them to my kids, that is a huge selling factor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little taste-tester E is also a BIG fan. He loves them! They have become my clutch treat for him... I carry at least one in my pocket at all times for emergencies... like a long line at the busy grocery store, or if we are stuck in traffic on the 417. They do the trick, and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post sounds like a paid endorsement, but trust me, its not. Its just when I find something I love, I feel the need to share. I had a friend over earlier this week and we were chatting about taking our toddlers and newborns to the grocery store, and how to control the situation, and that's when I started raving about these suckers to her. From that conversation, I realized our family sized bag was in low supply (given that PC and I eat just as many of these bad boys, if not more, than E does)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like you can order these yummy treats on-line at &lt;a href="http://www.yummyearth.ca/"&gt;www.yummyearth.ca&lt;/a&gt; or if you're like me... today, I just returned to Winners/Home Sense and purchased the last three bags they had on the shelf (at a discounted price - of course)! I also picked up the Yummy Earth gummy bears too... as I'm betting they are equally as good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried the Yummy Earth lollipops? What did you think? What is your favourite flavour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-5551424736657975624?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/5551424736657975624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=5551424736657975624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5551424736657975624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/5551424736657975624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/04/yummy-earth-lollipops.html' title='Yummy Earth Lollipops'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPoqPnx192c/TZZHoXjU0JI/AAAAAAAACxg/Ehz_aqD2QWk/s72-c/pound_pops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-4018316017321479729</id><published>2011-03-30T23:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:53:20.323-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there are no words to describe the things E does! The older he is getting, the more he is making us laugh!&amp;nbsp; Some days he has a mind of his own. Its none stop laughs when he gets going in one of his little performances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oso6dE5Qemw/TZP2Uyk_9uI/AAAAAAAACxM/ysGv8nIwKpc/s1600/IMG_5697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oso6dE5Qemw/TZP2Uyk_9uI/AAAAAAAACxM/ysGv8nIwKpc/s400/IMG_5697.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pFZNjaPQYQo/TZP2e1XLRDI/AAAAAAAACxQ/VjKi7B5YSCE/s1600/IMG_5700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pFZNjaPQYQo/TZP2e1XLRDI/AAAAAAAACxQ/VjKi7B5YSCE/s400/IMG_5700.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_5fRBv-sb0/TZP2rBABpwI/AAAAAAAACxY/38VEZOB06nA/s1600/IMG_5702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8_5fRBv-sb0/TZP2rBABpwI/AAAAAAAACxY/38VEZOB06nA/s400/IMG_5702.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMReAB-NLyw/TZP2zn9XA-I/AAAAAAAACxc/9Nr4-GMJ47k/s1600/IMG_5703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMReAB-NLyw/TZP2zn9XA-I/AAAAAAAACxc/9Nr4-GMJ47k/s400/IMG_5703.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-4018316017321479729?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/4018316017321479729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=4018316017321479729&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4018316017321479729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4018316017321479729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oso6dE5Qemw/TZP2Uyk_9uI/AAAAAAAACxM/ysGv8nIwKpc/s72-c/IMG_5697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-15642505942144387</id><published>2011-03-28T22:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:31:45.294-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and everything else'/><title type='text'>Packing lightly... with kids!</title><content type='html'>The term 'packing lightly' and I really don't get a long. There's 'packing lightly', and then 'packing lightly with kids' - two very different things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few weeks, I have been saying things to PC like... 'I plan on packing lightly' or 'the plan is to pack lightly', or 'if we pack lightly...' or 'by packing lightly we can...'. Its one of those... &lt;i&gt;who are you trying to convince&lt;/i&gt; type conversations, and clearly the answer is ME, because today I broke out the kids bags and started my quest for 'packing lightly', and I came up short... by. a. land. slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I started with E's clothes, and I am pumped that his summer stuff from last year still fits him, so I thought this packing lightly thing would be in the bag (no pun intended), because, I know his clothes well, and what goes together, and what it practical, etc. But, apparently, what I don't know is that I love everything I kept from last summer, and I don't need his entire summer wardrobe with us for a measly 8 days in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen his bedroom floor today... I had matchy-matchy outfits everywhere, then play wear, then swimwear, and lets not forget all the accessorizing hats and shoes. I mean god forbid if he had an outfit without the proper matching hat and sandals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously how I think. I'm *ahem* trying to get better at not caring what my kids are wearing, but frankly I am so far from letting that ship sail, that I'm about to be tossed overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want them to look nice pretty much all the time, and I'm picky when it comes to what they wear (and I have a hard time letting anyone else but me dress them, but that's a whole other post).&amp;nbsp; So basically, having a variety of clothing that looks nice and packing lightly are NOT the best combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get E's wardrobe paired down to a few - okay... &lt;strike&gt;ten&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;eight&lt;/strike&gt; six - decent outfits, with options, and matchy-matchiness still entact. I was admiring my nice little pile of clothes for him when it dawned on me... I haven't even packed pajamas or long pants. Insert 'a few choice words' here and I basically called it a day on the packing lightly challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even begin to tackle H's wardrobe, which *should* be easier given that he has a lot less to work with, and then there's myself. Given that I haven't had to wear regular (non-maternity) summer clothes in two years, I won't have much to pack, so maybe... just maybe, I can pack light for one of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is... now that we are traveling by air with two kids, so in addition to PC, we get two extra bags and two extra carry-ons. I'm thinking packing lightly with kids must mean packing what is necessary and then having a little extra room just in case we decide to... SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tips for packing lightly with kids? As you can see I will take all the advice I can get on this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-15642505942144387?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/15642505942144387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=15642505942144387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/15642505942144387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/15642505942144387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/packing-lightly-with-kids.html' title='Packing lightly... with kids!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-259767829572940872</id><published>2011-03-27T13:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:15:51.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Dose of M&amp;Ms!</title><content type='html'>I never win anything... (or at least that's how I feel), but about a  month or so ago I entered a little M&amp;amp;M giveaway over at &lt;a href="http://loulousreviews.blogspot.com/2011/02/m-spokescandies-discover-canada.html"&gt;LouLou's Reviews&lt;/a&gt; and I WON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loukia  notified me via email that I had won, but I had forgotten all about it,  and then out of nowhere, UPS showed up at my door with a FedEx package  (a whole other blog), and when I opened it this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-kYfoZ05RY/TY905MBPsHI/AAAAAAAACxI/5kirej5P-i8/s1600/IMG_5685.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-kYfoZ05RY/TY905MBPsHI/AAAAAAAACxI/5kirej5P-i8/s400/IMG_5685.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6daYyC2MH8/TY90tC17TAI/AAAAAAAACxE/9YKm2fd2ojk/s1600/IMG_5689.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6daYyC2MH8/TY90tC17TAI/AAAAAAAACxE/9YKm2fd2ojk/s400/IMG_5689.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H  was one happy little camper among all the M&amp;amp;M goodness! And when E  got home he was LOVING the new M&amp;amp;M swag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I  stumbled upon the Pretzel M&amp;amp;Ms and man are they good! I love the mix  of salt &amp;amp; sugar, so was extra excited to see a few bags of those in  the mix, in addition to my other M&amp;amp;M faves. I just noticed at the  grocery store yesterday they have peanut butter M&amp;amp;Ms ....ummm hello?  Best combo ever!! I love them too... and although they weren't included  in the prize pack, I am not complaining as we now have some awesome  treats to take on our upcoming vacation - not to mention, I have some  new reading material to dive into by the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thank you to M&amp;amp;Ms Canada (&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/mmscanada"&gt;@mmscanada&lt;/a&gt; on Twitter), and &lt;a href="http://loulousviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Loukia &lt;/a&gt;for  hosting the giveaway.&amp;nbsp; I was very happy to receive the dose of  chocolate, (although I doubt my hips will agree), and to actually WIN  something! I think I better go purchase a lotto max ticket just make  sure my lucky streak was a one time deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-259767829572940872?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/259767829572940872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=259767829572940872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/259767829572940872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/259767829572940872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/dose-of-m.html' title='Dose of M&amp;Ms!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-kYfoZ05RY/TY905MBPsHI/AAAAAAAACxI/5kirej5P-i8/s72-c/IMG_5685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-3572619194264697581</id><published>2011-03-20T23:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:36:11.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sand Road Maple Farm: Sap is RUNNING!</title><content type='html'>I've noticed in the last week or so, I'm getting a fair bit of traffic from people searching Google for the Sand Road Maple Farm (formerly Sand Road Sugar Camp). If you haven't had a chance to check out their &lt;a href="http://www.sandroadsugarcamp.com/"&gt;new website&lt;/a&gt;, do so! The sap is running and they are OPEN FOR BUSINESS - Tuesday to Sunday 9am to 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-sand-road-sugar-camp.html"&gt;a post last year&lt;/a&gt; around this time about the Sand Road Maple Farm (located at 17190 Sand Road, off of highway 138)... as its now owned by my brother-in-law &amp;amp; his lovely wife (Scott &amp;amp; Angela Coleman). I thought I would do it again, just to remind people what a great time of year it is to visit a sugar bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you Sand Road will not disappoint... their all-day full-spread breakfast will fill you up and keep you running well into your day, and while you're there, you can walk the nature trails, take a horse drawn wagon ride, roll your own maple taffy, and see the sap/syrup process in production.&amp;nbsp; They also have a quaint little gift shop if you're looking for something extra for that special someone, or if you'd like some maple products to enjoy at home. As an added bonus, the staff are a pretty friendly crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there this past Saturday with friends and the place was hoppin'! E loved every aspect of it again this year... and while I didn't take as many pictures as I would have liked&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (hard to do when you go with two kids instead of one)&lt;/span&gt;, I did capture just a few of our first trip to the sugar bush, but I know we'll be back again before the season is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kYEUL7NobkA/TYa7vOCgwVI/AAAAAAAACww/m7mXfIq5_5M/s1600/IMG_5667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kYEUL7NobkA/TYa7vOCgwVI/AAAAAAAACww/m7mXfIq5_5M/s400/IMG_5667.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QzVlbllnPRg/TYa7a5utfcI/AAAAAAAACwo/rqbFT_EdD_8/s1600/IMG_5660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-3572619194264697581?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/3572619194264697581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=3572619194264697581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3572619194264697581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/3572619194264697581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/sand-road-maple-farm-sap-is-running.html' title='Sand Road Maple Farm: Sap is RUNNING!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kYEUL7NobkA/TYa7vOCgwVI/AAAAAAAACww/m7mXfIq5_5M/s72-c/IMG_5667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1031081894168160898</id><published>2011-03-20T00:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:37:38.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and everything else'/><title type='text'>Digital negatives please!</title><content type='html'>I read a post on photography the other day on &lt;a href="http://danigirl.ca/blog/2011/03/16/on-photography-pricing-and-deals/#comments"&gt;Postcards from the Mothership&lt;/a&gt; about what some photographers are willing to work for, and while I didn't take the time to comment over there, it got me to thinking a lot about the price of photography and how hard I think it is to find affordable good photography these days that includes some of the digital negatives as part of the package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely not out to discount any one photographers talent ... as I think that the art of taking good pictures is definitely a skill that one can benefit financially from. And who am I to say what your skill and talent as a photographer should be worth? No one.&amp;nbsp; But why can't most photographers include at minimum, low-resolution digital images, and a couple high-resolution retouched images as part of their overall fee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the more I look around for a photographer, the harder it is to find one that:&lt;br /&gt;A. has an affordable sitting fee,&lt;br /&gt;B. offers a few digital negatives,&lt;br /&gt;C. is in the Ottawa area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that by providing the digital files of the shoot, I have no reason to come back to you if I have the goods in hand, ready to copy and print as many times as I want, in as many sizes as I need, but here's the kicker for me... if you're a good photographer, and the pictures are as good as you advertise, I'll be back... every year, if not two or three times for a family session (and any other big occasion in between).&amp;nbsp; I have young children and young children change rapidly, and if you are charging $175 or $225 for a session, plus tax, and I'm happy with your services, you are going to get anywhere from $500 to $750 dollars out of me in a year. In addition, I'm going to tweet, and facebook my network of friends and colleagues, and recommend your awesome photography skills to everybody. and. their. dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't so much mind a steep sitting fee, as much as I mind the $50 charge for an 8 x 10, when you and I both know I can go to Shopper's, or Costco, or Walmart and get it for under $5. I know that its not going to printed uber high-quality paper, or with premium ink, but I could care less about that because I'll have the digital negative to print it again in 15 years when it fades, for probably less than $5 - which will still not be anywhere near $50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that photography can be a competitive and time-consuming business and making a living off my $750 dollars/year is probably not going to pay all the bills (or even some of the bills) but put me together with 30 of my friends and 30 of their friends, and we're starting to make some headway I would think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, recently we had a friend of ours, &lt;a href="http://www.gregsnyderphotography.ca/"&gt;Greg Snyder&lt;/a&gt;, take family photographs as a favour to us. We paid him minimal for his work, but now I am out recommending his work to my network, and in the future, when we need new family photos, we will be calling him and paying his full session fee because he was great and I was really happy with the results of the shoot. I have the digital negatives in hand, and I'm planning to use his services again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also used the services of &lt;a href="http://www.clbuchananphotography.ca/"&gt;Cherie Lynn Buchanan&lt;/a&gt; in the past when she too was just starting out.&amp;nbsp; At the time (2009) she offered the digital negatives of the session, and I loved this about her. She takes amazing photos ... but now she doesn't offer affordable digital negatives and this honestly has deterred me from using her again - because it goes back to me not wanting to pay $50 for two 8 X 10s when I've already paid $225 or more for the photo session. These days she does run specials that includes print credits of $50 or 15% of her a la cart gallery, but no high-res digital images (unless you want to pay $400 in addition to your session fee). Like I said, her photos are AMAZING and she definitely has the talent to charge more money than average for her skills, but I still want digital negatives without breaking the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In looking for local photographers (which I often do), I found this great looking website in the Ottawa area called &lt;a href="http://www.babyandbelly.ca/"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; Belly&lt;/a&gt;  Photography, and I think that it is AWESOME - great pricing, great  package, and great portfolio. I haven't had the time to try her out yet, but I have to say, she - Daisy, has definitely got the right idea  when it comes to capturing the moments of young families and capturing  the right price. For $135 you get an hour session, and a CD with 10  retouched images, and all your untouched images from the entire session  mailed to your home within 2 weeks. To me, that rocks! I would have been satisfied with 10 retouched images, let alone all of the images from the session. For $135, I don't have to  break the bank, I get great affordable photos, and I now have a  photographer to call up the next time the family portrait is looking a  little outdated or my boys are graduating from kindergarten, etc. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Note: a gift certificate from Baby &amp;amp; Belly would make a GREAT gift for any young family *ahem*).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong... I really admire photographers who have a knack for shooting families and young children... it really is a skill to be able to get a young child to act themselves in front of a stranger, and to capture those special moments, we as parents see every day, but for the love of pete, please make it affordable to print those special moments and store them for many years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you have fave family photographer that offers some digital images as part of the fee? From a photographer's perspective, am I being too unreasonable in wanting a couple digital images to keep? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1031081894168160898?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1031081894168160898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1031081894168160898&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1031081894168160898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1031081894168160898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/digital-negatives-please.html' title='Digital negatives please!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-1977896101689913932</id><published>2011-03-17T07:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T07:43:00.374-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='occasions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Patty's Day</title><content type='html'>Couldn't resist shooting my little leprechauns in preparation for St. Patty's Day.&amp;nbsp; Now that E knows and remember most of his colours, he had some fun in his 'grrrr-eaaaaaaan' (green) shirt! H was all smiles and happy to see the camera as always! For many, March 17th is just another day, but for bloggers and Moms, its a reason to break out the camera and whip up a blog post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6Wa_Wipa7SU/TX_DGQB9esI/AAAAAAAACvs/OpiUeJIQxBA/s1600/IMG_5528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6Wa_Wipa7SU/TX_DGQB9esI/AAAAAAAACvs/OpiUeJIQxBA/s400/IMG_5528.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oUwUCe4RdMk/TX_Dhz30erI/AAAAAAAACv8/rMnaFeCyKeY/s1600/IMG_5513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-oUwUCe4RdMk/TX_Dhz30erI/AAAAAAAACv8/rMnaFeCyKeY/s400/IMG_5513.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HSBCMQXUfwk/TX_DNGcuGiI/AAAAAAAACvw/Af7_Vh9WqFE/s1600/IMG_5522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-HSBCMQXUfwk/TX_DNGcuGiI/AAAAAAAACvw/Af7_Vh9WqFE/s400/IMG_5522.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Kbi9kO-8jsU/TX_DBuMgobI/AAAAAAAACvk/kP4YTly6ke4/s1600/IMG_5544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And PC joined us just at the tail end of our fun for a quick (unshowered, unshaven) pic with the boys! He loves St. Patty's Day, and knew exactly where his festive shirt was hiding !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-P3odQJf1sh4/TX_CpybcXDI/AAAAAAAACvY/Jdaw_7zt-3k/s1600/IMG_5557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-P3odQJf1sh4/TX_CpybcXDI/AAAAAAAACvY/Jdaw_7zt-3k/s400/IMG_5557.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great green day! And speaking of green, I can see a lot of grass in my yard - I can't wait for it to turn GREEN! Yay Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-1977896101689913932?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/1977896101689913932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=1977896101689913932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1977896101689913932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/1977896101689913932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St. Patty&apos;s Day'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6Wa_Wipa7SU/TX_DGQB9esI/AAAAAAAACvs/OpiUeJIQxBA/s72-c/IMG_5528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-7116029786485412448</id><published>2011-03-16T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:38:20.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Three months: first quarter down!</title><content type='html'>These little monthly milestones are flying by... H is three months old today, his first quarter of year one is now complete - WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the three month mark is where it starts to get easier and while I agree, I have to admit, H has been fairly easy from the get go.&amp;nbsp; He is such a sweet little boy, happy beyond words, and so content to just take everything in. l am truly LOVING my days at home with him - the days where we don't have anything planned, but rather are just hanging out, getting to chat, play, and interact between feeding and napping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H was 10 lbs, 4 oz at his 2 month check-up... so I suspect he's in the 11 or 12 lbs range now. He's a long little boy too... his footed sleepers are stretched to the max. H started rolling from his belly to his back a few weeks ago... so he can no longer be trusted to just lie still and coo! He's eager to master the roll from back to belly too, so it won't be long until he's full operational doing both rolls. His smile keeps getting bigger and bigger, and the more you talk to him, the happier he gets. He lights up at the sight of his big brother, and hearing Mommy and Daddy's voices.&amp;nbsp; He really is easy to please and so easy to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As tradition would have it, we had a little photo shoot today... which didn't turn out as great as I would have liked because it was such a dreary day here (natural lighting was poor), and we had a busy day of visiting so our little session time was crammed and had to be worked around coming and going, and a curious big brother! Nevertheless, here is my sweet baby boy at 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you to pieces Hudson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dl3YtgLkINw/TYF7ZY6iWZI/AAAAAAAACwc/rSISZHgDEDw/s1600/IMG_5566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dl3YtgLkINw/TYF7ZY6iWZI/AAAAAAAACwc/rSISZHgDEDw/s400/IMG_5566.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rNqj6zR_Kvg/TYF7hx25xpI/AAAAAAAACwg/o7IDuWYy40I/s1600/IMG_5565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rNqj6zR_Kvg/TYF7hx25xpI/AAAAAAAACwg/o7IDuWYy40I/s400/IMG_5565.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fGEfGNXUjls/TYF7QfkBu8I/AAAAAAAACwY/NibC3-3K2pw/s1600/IMG_5570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NKgre6lhwtQ/TYF69iVzXLI/AAAAAAAACwM/G6lWfBeDTsw/s1600/IMG_5595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NKgre6lhwtQ/TYF69iVzXLI/AAAAAAAACwM/G6lWfBeDTsw/s400/IMG_5595.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-7116029786485412448?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/7116029786485412448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=7116029786485412448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7116029786485412448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7116029786485412448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/three-months-first-quarter-down.html' title='Three months: first quarter down!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Dl3YtgLkINw/TYF7ZY6iWZI/AAAAAAAACwc/rSISZHgDEDw/s72-c/IMG_5566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-125486699129060410</id><published>2011-03-15T10:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:43:50.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and everything else'/><title type='text'>Random decorative piece!</title><content type='html'>This is probably the most random thing I have in my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tnZ6HAF-2nM/TX9x7-oWBAI/AAAAAAAACvU/JoQC8CGGvl0/s1600/IMG_5469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tnZ6HAF-2nM/TX9x7-oWBAI/AAAAAAAACvU/JoQC8CGGvl0/s400/IMG_5469.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had it in my bathroom for over 5 years, it just sits on the back corner of the bathtub. Its ugly, its not my style, but yet its nowhere near close to death in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turtle trio was something that we bought at an auction, an auction that was selling the estate of PC's great aunt (Hilda). While there were many nice things at the auction, this was the piece that caught my eye. I think we paid $3.00 for it. I've always kind of liked it in an odd way because it had three turtles and made me think of PC and his brothers, and at the time I thought I wanted 3 kids too, so thought it might be a nice correlation down the road. I thought that because it was PC's great aunt that owned it, he might like to have it, so that's what I chose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, he could really care less about the piece, and its me that can't bring myself to get rid of it! It's just one of those things.... an odd thing too, because I am the queen of decluttering, getting rid of any junk and sentimental clutter, but this piece for some reason has firmly found its place in our home, and because its not on display in any main room, I feel like it can stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at it though, I kinda just shake my head because it is so odd... but yet its something that is part of this house, part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for a random Tuesday post. Do you have any random pieces in your house that aren't your style but yet you continue to hold onto them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-125486699129060410?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/125486699129060410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=125486699129060410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/125486699129060410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/125486699129060410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-decorative-piece.html' title='Random decorative piece!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-tnZ6HAF-2nM/TX9x7-oWBAI/AAAAAAAACvU/JoQC8CGGvl0/s72-c/IMG_5469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-6477008012559336426</id><published>2011-03-08T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:38:02.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy-in-training'/><title type='text'>Kids in bed by 7? Dream ON!</title><content type='html'>PC asked me a riveting question the other night: How (the hell) do people get their kids in bed by 7pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both looked at each other and responded at the same time: I. have. no. clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... no freaking clue how people have their kids fed, bathed, teeth brushed, stories read, and lights out by 7pm. I know there are a TON of families that do it - but we are not one of them, and frankly, we never will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest we are all in the door throughout the week is probably 5:15, but its more like 5:30, 5:40. If dinner is planned ahead, its probably ready and on the table by 6:15ish, but if its not, then we are looking at 6:30 to 6:45 most nights.&amp;nbsp; We often finish eating when Wheel of Fortune is on, which airs every night at 7, so what does that tell you. We eat late... we always have, and we probably always will - that's how we roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are keeping track, its now after 7 and we are still at the dinner table in our house... then if its bath night, that takes us anywhere from 7:30 to 8, then we have to get pjs on, teeth brushed, and coax a 2 y/o onto his bed (which really isn't that hard unless he's full of energy from supper).&amp;nbsp; Now we are talking 8:20 to 8:30ish, and then its story time. By the time we read a couple of books... its closer to 9pm before we call it lights out for the night. And that's only if I'm in drill sargent mode, with my bull-horn on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I would do if there was some law that stated kids must be in by 7pm... I don't think we could do it, unless we went without supper or a bath which are not options. We also try to fit some quality time in there too, which happens more so on the non-bath nights, but regardless, a 7 pm bedtime would be more than a real challenge, it is down right impossible here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of months when we get H on the same type schedule we'll have two boys to run through the paces - so then the question will become: How (the hell) do you get two kids in bed by 7 pm?&amp;nbsp; And I know the answer will remain a mystery here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two key factors when it comes to solving this mystery... there's PC and I, and then the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, and it probably comes as no surprise to those who know us well, but PC and I are slow movers. Even when we are rushing, we are slow moving... and I kinda fear we are going to pass this trait on to the boys whether we consciously know it or not. Even now, E (like any 2 y/o) takes his sweet time when getting ready to go anywhere... and we let him, because even when we say 'ready to go?' we really mean 'ready to go in another 5 minutes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that the boys (who knows what H will be like, but E for right now) is fairly even tempered and easy to get along with, even at the end of the day. Even when he's exhausted, he can still be quite an enjoyable little boy, and this is truly a plus, but its also part of the reason I think its closer to 9pm every night before E is fast asleep - because he's not kicking up a royal fuss. Most nights, when we actually turn the lights out, he goes to bed with a goodnight kiss and hug and that's the last we hear from him until the next morning at 7:30 or 8 am - and that is perfectly fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is no parenting rule that says kids must be in bed by 7, but I do know there are people that pass the 'wow, those kids are up late' type judgment on others, but I really think, you do what works best for you, and right now, the 8:30-9 pm bedtime is working for us, and until we have school-aged children and early school mornings to contend with, this is how its gonna be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it hard to get your kids in bed at a decent hour or is an early bedtime just come naturally to your household? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-6477008012559336426?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/6477008012559336426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=6477008012559336426&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6477008012559336426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/6477008012559336426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/kids-in-bed-by-7-dream-on.html' title='Kids in bed by 7? Dream ON!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8761376419694107983</id><published>2011-03-07T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:44:49.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our house'/><title type='text'>When is the right time to move?</title><content type='html'>We've been in our house for six years as of next week... and while I really do love it here, I am always wondering if we will move, and when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first found out I was pregnant with H, I was all in a panic as to what we were going to do in a measly 3 bedroom home.&amp;nbsp; Of course, PC didn't see the problem, as we had a room for us, one for E, and one for the future baby, but for me it was borderline meltdown when I thought about having to clean out the spare room to move E into it so we would have a room for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was right around then I had a real itch to buy and move, but when I actually found a house I was fairly interested in, we went and saw it, and I got cold feet. While it was nice, and had 4 good size bedrooms, its kitchen was less appealing than ours, the basement wasn't finished, and the top floor was all carpet, and the study/office I really want wasn't what I had pictured. Upon discovering these things, it didn't take me long to get quickly reacquainted with why I like our house so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first bought our house in 2005, I will admit, I didn't know anything about houses and what I wanted in a house. This house looked great on paper, came with a lot of upgrades, and was really well taken care of by its previous owners. But now having lived in a house for six years I can now say exactly what I want and don't want in my next house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2006/05/mission-accomplished-but-west-nile.html"&gt;our house&lt;/a&gt; right now is that in six year's time we've done some things that have made me like it more than when we first bought it. You may recall&lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2007/07/work-in-progress.html"&gt; PC's handywork&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-basement-update.html"&gt;finishing the basement&lt;/a&gt;, and more recently the &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-project-307-kitchen-countertops.html"&gt;kitchen backsplash and countertop project&lt;/a&gt;. We've &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2006/10/final-product.html"&gt;painted&lt;/a&gt; all of the &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2010/12/sequels-new-room.html"&gt;bedrooms&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2007/11/updated-living-room.html"&gt;decorated&lt;/a&gt; the entire house to our liking, and while there are still things I would totally change if I had an endless supply of money and a willing contractor, I am actually quite happy with the place... for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, how long is 'for now' going to last? That's the real question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just one of those things that is constantly on my mind... and when I think about packing up six years worth of our ever-expanding life, I cringe. Cringe at the thought of packing it up only to move it a few streets down or over, and then unpacking it again. The thing about moving is that, you know you're signing up for more painting and decorating before you consider the house a home - and I don't think I want to be in that hectic (not to mention money draining) business right now with two kids under two and half ... but then again, maybe I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem with moving is that the grass isn't always going to be greener on the other side. What if the house we choose is a dud, or the neighbours are crazy... these are the things you can't control, they are just based on luck, and so far (knock on wood) we had fairly good luck here, so I don't want to jinx it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been one to surf &lt;a href="http://www.mls.ca/splash.aspx"&gt;MLS&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.grapevine.on.ca/"&gt;Grapevine&lt;/a&gt; listings in and around  the neighbourhood because A. I'm nosey like that and B. I like to see  what's out there.&amp;nbsp; Its kinda of the theory that when I least expect it,  something is going to catch my eye. Lately... I haven't found anything  worth a real look. The homes in our neighbourhood are going for a good  chunk of change and we stand to make some decent cashola on a transaction of  this magnitude, but at the same time, purchasing a home on this market  is pretty pricey too and when I boil it down, we aren't getting much  more than we already have, but we'll be spending a lot more to get those  few little extra details I'd like to have.&amp;nbsp; Slowly I have been  compiling a list of must-haves for my next home... and frankly, its  going to be hard to find it in this neighbourhood... but the great part  about this ever-expanding community, is that new homes are always being  built, and somewhere along the line, my affordable dream home is going  to become available, I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a constant back n' forth in my head... sell and move, or stay and laze? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you ever get the moving itch? How many times have you bought and sold? Was it worth it? Are you happy with your decision? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8761376419694107983?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8761376419694107983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8761376419694107983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8761376419694107983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8761376419694107983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-is-right-time-to-move.html' title='When is the right time to move?'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-8822818941921060825</id><published>2011-03-04T18:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:06:05.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>You're in the right place!</title><content type='html'>Don't worry... you're definitely in the right spot, just gave the place a little face lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided it was time to update the photos at the top of my header... and I wasn't exactly sure how I was going to do this... but I opened Photoshop and started playing around and an hour later I taught myself just enough to be able to replace the old pics with new pics! I have to say, when I actually uploaded the new header, I had my fingers crossed it would work, and when it did, I gave myself that 'uh-huh, oh-ya, pretty impressive' type nod! Back in University, I actually had to learn Photoshop as part of my degree, but do you think for the life of me I can remember &lt;s&gt;anything &lt;/s&gt; everything it does? With this small feat, it could be the start of a new learning obsession. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got the header done, then I started surfing around for a new background and came across one from &lt;a href="http://dottydotdotdesign1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dotty Dot Dot&lt;/a&gt; that caught my eye.&amp;nbsp; It's still polka dots but has more of a boy feel to it, which I'm into these days because, as you know, I'm surrounded by boys all. day. long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, just to be fancy, I added this fab little signature! It's been a full day at the bloggy office... hope you like it! Let me know if you have any problems viewing the new look, as it looks great for me in Firefox, but I know there can always be a few challenges if your using Internet Explorer or Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="SC live signature" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s1600/blogsignature.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RV4LuEx5FEc/TXJls2_GYiI/AAAAAAAACvM/auJtcIj2D0c/s1600/oldbloglook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RV4LuEx5FEc/TXJls2_GYiI/AAAAAAAACvM/auJtcIj2D0c/s200/oldbloglook.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Editor's note&lt;/b&gt;: I got a little crazy last night and figured out how to change not only the look of the text in the header, but the background too... I LOVE Photoshop! Beside is what it use to look like - it was previously designed by Becky Squire of &lt;a href="http://creativeblogdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creative Blog Designs&lt;/a&gt;.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-8822818941921060825?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/8822818941921060825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=8822818941921060825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8822818941921060825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/8822818941921060825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-in-right-place.html' title='You&apos;re in the right place!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6f2VBkS2o4U/TXFjVJ_SNYI/AAAAAAAACvA/NUi2TWtCVjQ/s72-c/blogsignature.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-434866355255158542</id><published>2011-03-01T23:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T18:31:50.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo-op'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys'/><title type='text'>Family photo... that I love!</title><content type='html'>Last month, we had a friend of PC's come and take some photos of H to document him in his infant state.&amp;nbsp; I love the black and white photos when babies are so young, like H, so PC contacted his friend and got the shoot scheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer, Greg Snyder of &lt;a href="http://www.gregsnyderphotography.ca/"&gt;Greg Snyder Photography&lt;/a&gt;, did this at a reduced rate for us &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(he did not charge us enough for his time, travel, and editing)&lt;/span&gt; as he is enhancing his portfolio with more babies. He is already an accomplished landscape and scenery photographer.&amp;nbsp; You only have to visit his website or &lt;a href="http://gregsnyderphotographyblog.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; once to see that the work he has done in the past is breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I am a newborn and baby photography website junkie - I visit all kinds of blogs and sites on shooting newborns and kids. Prior to the shoot, I got the impression that Greg had not shot a lot of babies, so my expectations for this shoot were low, but I was pleasantly surprised with how things turned out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Greg is very personable, as is he is lovely wife, Jennie. Although the shoot was a little unconventional, given it was in our home, it all went very well considering we were not in a studio setting. Greg had a good concepts for newborn shots. There are a few shots that although they are not the perfect shot the ideas are very solid. My only regret is that because I was so preoccupied with getting some extra props for the shoot, looking after the kids, and socializing, I did not realize until after Greg was gone that we barely took any pictures of just me and H, or even one of just PC and I (sans kids). However, despite that, I was really happy with the results and I think Greg did a really great job with the shoot given the limitations of our house, and the schedule and temperament of the kids &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(E was not loving the camera that day at. all.)&lt;/span&gt; And, the unexpected bonus... was getting to watch Greg in action - as I learned a few things about photography lighting and background tricks that I can now put to use in my own amateur photo shoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much Greg (and Jennie) for your work- please know your favour to us has not gone unnoticed. 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Flat out, I am blessed to have two boys, but even more so when it comes to accessorizing, as I would probably go wild with all the hair stuff for baby girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, just because I don't have girls... doesn't mean I can't have fun with my boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While PC took Saturday morning to sleep in an extra hour, and I was busy feeding H, E decided to entertain himself in our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty hilarious! 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I have so many memories with them, but I am also hurt that I did not get to share my family with them. I think they would have absolutely adored my children and every day that passes, I wish there was some super natural way that would allow me introduce them to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds crazy right? But it is something I really wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before when it was just PC and I, I often told him how much I think my grandparents would have liked him, and I feel ten times the same way that they would have really liked E and H too.&amp;nbsp; E, at the tender age of two, is into tractors and trains, and all things locomotive... I think he and my Grandpa W would have had so much in common.&amp;nbsp; My Grandpa W loved all these little trinket toys and E would be thrilled to see him pull out his impressive collection. I can hear E giggling now just thinking about the fun they would have together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are planning our up coming trip to Florida, it reminds me when I went to Florida as a child, and how when we went to visit my Grandparents before our big trip, Grandpa B, would slip my sister and I a fifty to buy a souvenir on our trip. He never cracked a smile much, but I just knew how much he loved me, especially when he made big gestures like that seem like nothing too important. I think seeing my boys prepare for their trip would give him just as much enjoyment, and even more so as they are boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the sweetness of the age of my boys right now that both my grandmother's would have adored. The way E gives hugs and kisses, and H's coos and smiles at anyone who talks to him.&amp;nbsp; Together they would have made my grandmothers instantly smile.&amp;nbsp; I can see it, much in the same way they make their own grandparents smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my grandparents so much... and although I wish they were with us longer, I find joy in the fact my boys are blessed, much like I was, to have two sets of grandparents alive and well... and ready to share in their lives. I like to think that my grandparents passing before my boys were born was in fact a gift to my parents... giving them more free time to spend with their grandchildren... loving and spoiling them, much the same way they did for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-4717429708269090672?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/4717429708269090672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=4717429708269090672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4717429708269090672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/4717429708269090672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-only-they-could-meet.html' title='If only they could meet!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-7628531457235254502</id><published>2011-02-24T12:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T18:27:52.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddler boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E&apos;s milestones'/><title type='text'>Big Boy Underwear!</title><content type='html'>Today is a big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first day that I have E in big boy underwear... just underwear, no diaper, no pull-up, just his a thin pair of Cars underwear between his bare bum and his jeans.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E has been wearing a pull-up since just after his 2nd birthday (back in October) and has been doing really well going on the potty.&amp;nbsp; I would go as far as to say he is fully trained for the potty when it comes to number twos, but still has some inconsistency when it comes to peeing on a regular basis. He recently discovered some underwear I have had in his drawer for several months and on Monday, he showed a real interest in wearing them.&amp;nbsp; PC decided to put them over his pull-up at his request the other night and he was very excited about it. The light switch went on for both of us that maybe we can go to just underwear now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, the whole potty training thing was something I was really reluctant to get into, but with some encouragement from our daycare provider back in October, I came to see that E was ready, willing, and able. The thing about diapers is that although its a pain to change a diaper, at least its on your schedule when you decide to do it.&amp;nbsp; In potty training mode, when E says he has to go pee, he has to go, whether we're at the grocery store, in the car, or elbow deep in pizza dough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much I want him to be fully potty trained, I also dread the 'situations' we will get ourselves into when we don't have the pull-up to fall back on. As well, going with just underwear in a social setting will no doubt create some embarrassing situations for him, and it will break my heart to see him upset about the accidents he is bound to have, but I know, this is the only way for him to really learn and process the consequences of not telling us he has to go pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only noon, and so far he's on his third pair of underwear. We've gone through Cars, Thomas, and are now onto woof-woofs... and every ten minutes I am asking him 'is woof-woof still dry?', to which he answers a confident 'YES Mom-mee!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping after a few days of accidents at home and at daycare he'll have caught on that having wet underwear, pants, and socks, is no fun - and that he's got to tell us when he has to pee all the time, no just when he's prompted or its convenient to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed this is right approach... (double crossed actually)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;i&gt; E has done fantastic in the big boy underwear.&amp;nbsp; The first day was probably his worst day...&amp;nbsp; in the last week and a bit we have had many accident free days. I am very proud Mommy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20101100-7628531457235254502?l=fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/feeds/7628531457235254502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20101100&amp;postID=7628531457235254502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7628531457235254502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20101100/posts/default/7628531457235254502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthedeskofsara.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-boy-underwear.html' title='Big Boy Underwear!'/><author><name>SC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04565235730734576436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-pVg-V-2xo/TXBrFePSQVI/AAAAAAAACuQ/PDqRvz5FfQk/s220/profile1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101100.post-7411616433259437729</id><published>2011-02-23T08:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T08:11:00.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marrige'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the world we live in'/><title type='text'>The one on break-ups and marriages!</title><content type='html'>It seems lately that many people/couples I know are splitting up... and there doesn't seem to be one formula over the other as to why these break-ups have occurred, they just have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first series of break-ups that I've heard about either, it seems every couple of years there is a spree of them, and it always leaves me asking my myself two things: how did this happen? and how do I avoid it from happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most painful thing to watch is a couple split up after years and years of marriage... which is where my first question comes in, how did this happen? But I also ask this question over and over again when I hear about friends my age splitting up after only a couple of years of marriage. How do couples go from being in love and having a beautiful wedding, followed by (in some cases) a couple of children, and then bingo-bango-boom ... splitsville? I'm always left feeling sorry for them, and their kids, as I don't think its what either party envisioned when they said I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know each relationship is unique and I am betting these former couples don't have the answers, and truly the answers wouldn't really matter, but these examples get me thinking about how to avoid this from happening in my own marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I like to believe PC and I have a relationship that will last us well beyond the grave, there are no guarantees in life and that is SCARY.&amp;nbsp; I really really REALLY don't want our marriage to fall apart EVER, and I don't want our boys to come from a broken home either, but its very eye opening to hear what others have gone through that has led them done the path to divorce, and to not wonder to yourself, am I on that course and don't even know it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the biggest things in a relationship/marriage is communication.... on all topics. And I know I can be the worst communicator (Comm's degree n' all) when it comes to my own relationships/friendships/family-ships, but I see the need to get better at it. As the years go on, I want to build up that communication trait in me, because in the end, it may be a key tool in saving any relationship from disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I will openly admit that PC does better than me is communicating. He will call me out with I am being bitchy, unreasonable, or closing the door on a chance to talk.&amp;nbsp; I hold a grudge easily, where he likes to discuss the grudge quickly so we can move on to martial bliss again.&amp;nbsp; Its a fine line, and thankfully, its not one we have to cross very often, but from time to time we do get in a rut and if it weren't for his efforts, I could see my grudges derailing our relationship quicker than I'd like.&amp;nbsp; The funny thing about it is that I also think these different traits in both of us are what makes our marriage work to some degree... much in the same way that he is the handyman where I'm the interior designer of the relationship. We both bring strengths to our marriage, and at the end of the day, its these strengths that make us click, and function as a unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, our marriage is in no way perfect, we have our moments, we argue, and disagree from time to time, but the majority of days we go to bed at night feeling 'in love'. And it's a good feeling... one that I want to last forever, and I have faith that it will... BUT, there is always that tiny part of me that wonders, will it really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you have thoughts like this in your own relationships? or have any advice/secrets to keep relationships healthy and running well into the golden years? 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