Tuesday, 12 February 2019

Ever Wonder Who is Really in Charge?

Whether I'm gone for two hours, or two seconds, I always come back to this:


 The cat doesn't even need to be in the room when I get up. She just knows...


Tuesday, 5 February 2019

Things Kids Say

Kiddo recently had the following conversation with his dad:


Kiddo: "Mommy's mommy is Grammie."

Dad: "That's right."

Kiddo: "Your mommy is Oma."

Dad: "Yes."

Kiddo: "There are lots of mommies."

Dad: "Yes there are."

Kiddo: "And lots of daddies."

Dad: "And lots of little boys and girls."

Kiddo: "There are lots of reindeers!!"

Always fun to see where his brain will jump next. It's safe to say Kiddo is learning to appreciate the holiday concept, or rather the 'treats and presents' concept.

We were still discussing Halloween regularly right up to Christmas Eve, and odd mentions of pumpkins, skeletons, and costumes still surface now and then. Just yesterday we had a recounting of the costumes of all the neighborhood children Kiddo's age.

I predict random Christmas commentary will continue indefinitely, or at least until his birthday (in August).

Tuesday, 29 January 2019

More Reading = Less TV?

I love to read. I also love to watch TV. Unfortunately, in order to consume as many stories in both mediums as I would like, I'd have to give up sleep.

I like sleep. I need sleep. You don't want to spend the day with me if I have not slept.

Lately I've found TV has been winning over reading. Let's face it, after Kiddo goes to bed, it's easier to zone out in front of Netflix than read a book. Books require concentration.

I was out shopping recently, and thinking how I would like to push the reading vs watching balance back toward the reading end of the spectrum, at least a little bit. I popped into Indigo and grabbed George R.R. Martin's Nightflyers.


The good news is: I enjoyed it. It kept me awake for more than three pages at a time, even after 10pm. These days, that's saying something.

The bad news is: As you can see from the cover, this book has been turned into a TV series. Now I have more TV to watch.

Tuesday, 22 January 2019

Truffula Trees

Yesterday, I read Kiddo The Lorax. He immediately went downstairs to build a 'big chopper' and some truffula trees out of Duplo:


Based on the fate of the trees, I think it's safe to assume he missed the intended moral of the story 😄




Friday, 16 November 2018

Kiddo Questions: Piano

My piano is currently on the floor in the living room. It has a stand, but the stand has collapsed twice. Until I find a new one, the piano will stay on the ground. Not the most decorative arrangement, but on the plus side, Kiddo has easy access.

Mostly, he's interested in rolling his toy cars over the keys. He's also figured out how to get the demo songs to play. Every once in a while he actually tries to play it properly. Recently, he started counting the keys from left to right. I seized the teaching moment.

Me: "This is the A-key, B, C, D, E, F, G. Then it starts again with A, B, C"

Kiddo: "Where's the H go?"

Me: "There's no H on the piano."

Kiddo: "There is."

Me: "No, there isn't."

Kiddo, banging the keys consecutively, "H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P..."

Maybe a bit too soon for piano lessons.

Friday, 9 November 2018

Beer Slushy

Everyone has their own idea about what makes for the perfect beer. Personally, I like a beer as cold as physically possible without being frozen. I would love to visit the UK one day, but I really cannot get behind the whole warm beer idea.

(Ok, technically I've been to London, but it doesn't really count. I never left the airport and didn't have a beer.)

To accomplish the perfectly-cold beer, I start by putting the glass in the freezer. Sometimes, especially if I'm dealing with recently-purchased, yet-to-be-refrigerated beer, the can/bottle goes in the freezer too. This is a delicate process. When carried out perfectly, the beer is a fraction of a degree above freezing and a light layer of slush forms on top as it's poured into the frozen glass.

If left in too long, the beer will freeze. Depending on to what extent the beer has frozen, this leads to ice chunks that make the pouring process impossible, and/or beer that explodes on opening. Historically, these were the only adverse outcomes in my personal experience.

It turns out there is a point on the spectrum between "thin layer of slush" and "too frozen to pour". It's called the beer slushy:



That's not foam on top. It's ice.

A picture taken one minute earlier would have depicted a glass entirely filled with still-expanding ice, and foamy slush spilling over the top. I didn't take that picture because I was busy trying to slurp the slush-foam as it escaped. My husband was kind enough to help, and we managed to prevent a major mess on the counter. If I'm ever hired to make a beer commercial I will attempt to recreate the effect. It looked awesome.

 

Monday, 5 November 2018

Evening Walk: The Difference a Month Makes

On as many evenings as possible, I take a walk in the 'post-supper, pre-dishes, while Hubby gives Kiddo a bath' time frame. This often means I'm still cleaning the kitchen at 9pm, but we do what we gotta do. It generally works out to be around 6pm, which can look a lot different from one month to the next...


September:


Hot, sunny, green, and wildlife all around – by "wildlife" I mean rabbits, mice and lots of people walking their dogs.


October:


Colourful, cool, and fewer people out so it's nice and quiet. I like October.


November (aka post daylight savings):


Dark. If it weren't for the flashlight on my phone I would have been walking into trees. 

Come December, this path will not only be dark by suppertime. It will also include patches of black ice. In other words, it will be a death trap (or at least an ankle-breaking trap). As much as I prefer the outdoors, I might just have to suck it up and start making use of my gym membership.