Wednesday, April 25, 2012

From the mouths of babes...

Sometimes I laugh for three days over something my son Patrick says.

One morning it was his distraught "Oh no!" when he thought I was flushing chocolate down the toilet. It was not chocolate, I assure you. However, Patrick was not to be convinced as he mournfully looked down at the swirling mess saying "I want to take it out and put it in my Easter basket." Then a little later... "that chlocolate came out my bum." I lost it. I had that kind of hysterical laughter that makes the belly ache and tears stream. Yeah, maybe my sense of humour needs a little tweaking, but if you'd only seen his face...

Last Sunday was Palm Sunday and part of the scripture said that "Jesus dropped his head and breathed his last." Patrick apparently picked up on this part, because at bed time when I told him "Jesus loves you," he replied "Jesus... Jesus dropped his head... At Rona!" I chuckled to myself, trying to let him know that I take him seriously, and said "Actually, I think it's 'he dropped his head and breathed his last.'" Patrick appeared to think for a second and said, "He's sleeping," and I said "Yes, Jesus is sleeping," to which he added "He's sleeping in God's bed."

His latest catch-phrase is "I looovvee (insert just about anything here)" Two days ago it was "I looovve dirt!" after which he proceeded to take a handful and eat it.  I asked him if that was good, and he said "Yes mommy, it's good dirt." 

I love him. He's selfish and slightly ridiculous, but that's what being two is all about.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Let's take another crack at this...

What? So I didn't blog for two years.
Blogging, like many other things in my life went on hold when I became a mom. Times TWO!

I'm back, and instead of starting a whole new blog, I've decided to continue with "Just stand there then," because upon reading my previous posts I've realized that though my life has changed, I'm still the same person - just a little fatter and slightly wiser.

This post is about me.
In order to transition this blog from past posts to present, I feel the need to contrast and compare.

When I started "Just stand there then," I was a budding journalist on my first internship at a community newspaper. Freshly married, I had ideas about my life that have been completely blown away with three years of what we'll call "seasoning." Two kids have mysteriously popped into my life and have taken over nearly every moment, thought and action.

Where I used to think of my life as a prime time drama filled with coffee shop rendezvous with girl-friends and late night dancing, I now think of it as part sit-com and part Sesame Street: In the first, I live out my homemaking duties and have Monty-Python-esque encounters in the grocery store and in the second I basically answer the question "What's that?" a thousand times a day and sing popular tunes like "The Wheels on the Bus" and "The Farmer in the Dell."

And yet... I feel like my life has taken a wonderful turn. Raising kids and keeping house, while being more difficult than I naively imagined, has made me more complete than any job at a newspaper or magazine could ever have done. But deep down, I'm still a writer, and I have an inkling that re-igniting my presence in the blogosphere, may just be the ticket to capturing this time in my life, which if full of priceless encounters, and snapshots of reality-based wisdom that need to be shared and enjoyed.