The Enforcer!

Although completely not okay in so many respects, I have to say that an incident that happened at school the other day may just show a small glimmer of hope, however misguided, that perhaps brotherly love does exists between our boys. Jack and Hunter and some of their friends were playing football at school. The rules were set out and as sure as the sun was shining the game quickly turned. Although I have no real details as to what actually went down, all I know is that an altercation between Jack and John occurred (typical and predictable, and not really that big a deal). Anyway, not much later John comes over to me to say that Hunter has been trying to get one of Jack's friend's to punch him. Completely appalled and annoyed at Hunter's behaviour I reprimand him and the other boy then ask Hunter what he was thinking and why he would stoop to such barbaric behaviour. He had nothing to say, only "I don't know", which of course irked me even more.
Later, as the story is unraveled it turns out that Hunter saw what happened between Jack and John and then took it upon himself to bring on the big guns. (Jack's friend, who's a little larger then the rest of them)
As misguided as my wee one was, in his warped and twisted way he truly believed he was doing right by his brother...thus becoming the enforcer!

10 pm Yoga!

The kids have been in school now for a couple weeks and the daily grind of their schedules always over-rides anything else. Drop off at school, pick up from school, football practice, soccer practice, homework, birthday parties football games, soccer games, PAC meetings, it's all one big juggling act. In between there's errands to run, groceries to buy, lunch to make, dinner to make, and of course a never ending house to clean. I've been working at the yoga studio a couple times a week and now the only real time to spend strictly for myself has come at the 10pm yoga class! Although it does seem rather late to be doing yoga, I am by nature a late night person. Instead of vegging out on the couch watching TV, or sitting on the computer until 12am, 3 times a week I make my sorry ass get up and take the 10pm class. I do feel great when it's over and at least at the end of even the most hectic of days, I can manage to find a little peace for myself!

Cole's 1st day of Preschool!

Although I have no idea why Preschool has to start a week later than regular school, Cole finally got his chance to step out into the world of institutionalized learning! Preschool is such a crazy concept. I mean it's essentially saying to parents that kids need to go to school to get ready for when it's actually time to go to school. Where's the logic...we have all been suckered in to thinking that kids need school from as early as 2 or 3 years old...really...it's glorified day care...throw in a circle time and add themes to each week and wa la...preschool! but the kids love it, I love the 2 and 1/2 hour break, and at the end of the day, I'd feel guilty if I denied my kids the chance to experience the wonders of preschool. Cole was very excited to have his own backpack and pack his own snack...because we decided to wait until next year to put Cole into Kindergarten he was definitely ready for his turn at school...ah the fun he will have! Hooray for Cole!

Another school year!

Although yesterday was technically the "first" day of school, today officially marks the beginning of full time, Monday-Friday, all day classes! Jack and Hunter start grades 3 and 1 while Cole will start preschool next Monday....ahhhh...the sounds of silence have never seemed so sweet!...it's amazing how one child at home is so easy, but with that said, it just goes to show you how fast time flies...soon Cole will be in full time school and I will have to evaluate the next phase of my life...whatever that maybe! For now, I will enjoy not having to cart everyone off to the grocery store or listen to the moans as I tell them we are off to do errands...a small milestone...but I will take it!

Good friends!

It was Andrea's 30th Birthday and she was successfully welcomed into her thirties with a number of surprises, one of which was a party thrown at her parents house. She is the last in our group of six to become an official member of the 30 plus crowd which we are all now so lucky to be a part of. Although I remember my mom and dad in their thirties it seemed so old when you were younger. Now, well, it really isn't! No one is anymore sophisticated or "mature" as you might have thought the thirties would be like. All in all I've come to the conclusion that no one really grows up...they just get tired of being such idiots as the twenties afforded you to be! In any case this was the first time we had all been able to be together all summer....responsibilities and schedules just seemed to collied this summer...but that's the best part about true friendship...it's always there during the important moments in life!