On my Halloween round with my son and no one has seen my dog... Mind you we could not get to to many houses before my son started to get tired..
As tired as he was people were giving out candy and he wanted to be a part of it.. He did very well, and said his please and merci (well for part of it..)   I am very happy he did not ask to eat the candy, but put it straight in his little bag...

The funniest thing was that a lady was eating an apple, and he asked if he could have it...  When all this candy was on offer and he wanted an apple...  I was very proud... :)   His favorite thing all night that he even went to sleep with was a very small toy dinosaur that a lady was handing out to the kids....  In this area not all houses give out lollies.. Some give out little crayons, toy cars, and in the case of tonight he received his dinosaur and was beside himself with excitement... 

I am grateful that a lot of what he got tonight was chips.

Anyway that is it for me, and there are some things in there that he is not ready to eat yet, so hubby and I scored as well... :)

I feel like such an idiot.. My dog has gone missing his cord broke outside and when I went to call him in he was gone... Why do I feel like an idiot, because his dog tag with his identification is sitting on my dresser... I have been trying to find something to attach it to his collar, but could not find anything that would not make it to big for him...

It is freezing outside and I just hope that someone has found him and taken him in.. He has half his cord still stuck to his collar... I have been out searching, then posting pictures of him on every known postbox....

I really hope some one found him and that he is not stuck in the cold somewhere with his cord. My number is there so I am hoping that by tomorrow when someone gets their mail I'll have some good news.

Please every one keep your fingers crossed.. Even though Francis is too young to understand exactly what happens, he thinks the dog just left, but the way he says it means the dog will come back. He says the dog has left, (in French) which is what he says when his dad is gone to work.. But his dad always comes back.. Camille will be here on the weekend I am not looking forward to telling her he has not come back, so I really hope he does...

We will be trick or treating on Wednesday so I'll be taking a photo of our dog around if I have not seen him by then, and asking people.. Who knows maybe someone right now is looking after him for me.... I really hope if he does not show up tomorrow that someone handing out candy to our kids will have him there ready waiting for us somewhere.....

I am beginning to think I am not meant to have a dog, the last one we had we had to give away because he was very aggressive towards other dogs, and jealous of the cat, and I could not trust that he would not be jealous of Francis when we brought him home from the hospital.. We have not even had Jack for a year...  If Jack does not come back no more animals for us...

Where ever you are Jack I really hope you are warm, because I have frozen my butt off looking for you xxxxxxxxxxx

Ok as I mentioned a few days ago I took my son to the supermarket and he swore in French when he dropped two cans on the floor... This is getting really bad.. You can't help but have a little chuckle, and then slap your husband for teaching him that word...

Today I was so embarrassed because he dropped the word at the doctors office because a book fell on the floor.. Now if it would not have been to bad, except that he was the only child there in a room full of grandma's and grandpa's.... I could not wipe the embarrassed grin off my face. Sad thing is because some of the grandma's and grandpa's actually thought this was cute they gave giggles (they tried to hide it but could not) which my son thought was fantastic, so he went all hypo running around the place.. OH YEAH... Mother who can't control her potty mouth child.... AHHHHHHHH

Then to top it all off on our way out of the doctors office (it was time for Francis's yearly check up) I told him to put on his coat... And wow did he put up a fight, threw himself on the floor screaming "no mummy please, please please... I eventually got the coat on him only to figure out that the car was stinking hot.. So had to take the coat off him again... This was his first public tantrum... Interesting....

Oh did I mention just before we went to the doctors office, we went to the milk bar to get a drink for him.. He decided to play lets see how long it takes before mummy catches me in the isles.. OH MY what fun that was... I finally caught up with him...

Anyway found out that my son needs to go and have his tonsils and adenoids checked out because they are rather huge, and might be the reason why he keeps waking up at night (something to do with his breathing), I asked her to check them out because some nights he sounds like my mothers old British bull dog snoring when he sleeps, and often seems to have a little difficulty breathing... Also he might be anemic, but only a blood test can work that out. She wants to check it out because he does not eat much, he eats no meat at all, and will really only eat mashed potatoes and broccoli, which is great but it would be nice if he ate more then that...She said that if he is anemic it might be the reason why he is not eating enough because in apparently anemia can lead to a loss of appetite.  It would be really nice if we can work this one out..

Other then that she said he is doing fine, a small for his age group but she put that down to genetics... I think that was her way of calling me a short ass.. It is true though I am short...

Anyway that is it for now... I just need to stop my kid from swearing and get him to start eating some meat and all should be good...

Night xxxx

While people are complaining about voting down and such has anyone thought about what really matters.. Yes Fi has...

Go see Marg from canada her blog... Send her some hugs and kisses..
Thats where the attention should be.. On things like that...
Not how petty other people can be....

At the supermarket yesterday and my son starts taking tins off a shelf.. I say no don't do that son, and he drops the tins, and he says Tab-a-nack... I have no idea how to actually spell it but if you say it how it looks you will be swearing in French basically F**K.... Yes my son takes after his dad. I am a amazed he knows exactly where to use it...

Now at the supermarket is embarrassing, but no so embarrassing but actually amusing is my son is right with road rage at the age of two.... A man was turning left in front of me from the lane where he was supposed to turn right.. I was going straight ahead... Anyway this guy turning left (instead of right) cuts off the guy who was leagally turning right, then straight out in front of me... Now of course I had to stop, the guy mouthed a few choice words at me, and I lifted up my hand as if to say WTF... Anyway just as I lifted up my hand my son says the T word again.. I could not believe it...

I am just grateful that he has not taken after his mother who on occasions has been known to swear at the dog, and well I am not as good a mummy as I should when it comes to my language. I used to be much better at it, but here in front of French people the F word does not seem to be that bad.... And well I have even started swearing in front of my mother which for years I have been so good not to... But thankfully my mum believes as do I that because the french do it often enough then I have just picked it up as well.. When in Rome... :)

That is what I get for wearing it up every other day... A lady down the street came to my house and gave me a sexy looking hair cut for only $15.00 when normally I'd go to the hair dressers for a trim and to straiten it it would cost between $40.00 to $50.00 depending on if I let them wash it too...   Ok it does not look that sexy.. But trust me it is a hell of a lot better then it was... :)

Anyway heres a pic.. I can't believe the hubby did not notice...

Last night was fantastic and long at the same time...

My husband and I just got to bed, it was about 12.30am and I got a text message I could not ignore.. My long lost friend that I found through facebook had finally given me her number yesterday so I text her that evening. Anyway at about 12.30am  she replied and I just had to take it. I went down stairs and we got onto MSN and chatted for two hours, (those are the kind of things I love to stay up all night for) I had not spoken to her for four years and though that we would have lost contact for ever which was hard because we had been best of friends at school, and lived together for a number of years...

When we finally signed off my son decided to wake up and stay awake until 5am... I should by rights be sleeping now, but I have so much to do.  But can't really do it because I have pulled a muscle in my neck just before I went to at 12.30am.. So I am sort of feeling sorry for myself today.. Not sad sorry, just annoyed that I hurt... Oh well nothing that a hot jet of water from the shower should not loosen up, or even a panadol...

Anyway Francis is feeling better although I believe he has gotten into the habit of waking up in the night. I am living on coffee at the moment and I feel it because if I don't have my coffee my head starts to thump... So I need to ween myself of fit AGAIN...

Anyway thats all for now.. Ciao.. xxxx

How bad do I feel...
My son had a really bad cold last week.. But he is fine up and running around.. And of course he has terrible two syndrom... Why do I feel so bad, because possibly part of his terrible two syndrom could have something to do with his chest infection and ear infection that I did not pick up on at all.. I knew he was having trouble breathing, but I just figured the poor kid had a runny and sometimes stuffy nose,  also his runny nappies, were as I thought due to the amount of liquid and snot he was swallowing.. (Sorry for the graphics)....

Anyway yesterday at day care he was coughing as if he had asthma, and I went and picked him up from his nap and he coughed up a big ball of phlem covered spew... Gross I know, but I do like to share with you all....  And he almost choked trying to get it out.. So off to the clinic I go...

Of course at the clinic he was fine, running around happy as larry until it was time to see the doctor..  Mind you he was fine until he realized that the doctor was going to touch him... Then he worked himself up into such a hissy fit, tears and every thing. To check Francis's ears the doctor literally had to lie across him while I held his arms above his head because my son when he wants is as strong as an ox....

Anyway turns out he has a small chest infection and ear infection. The doctor wrote me a prescription and I asked if I had to give him ear drops.. The doctor looked at me and laughed.. He looked at Francis and then back at me and said I don't think you'd be able to give them to him, not if he fights like that... :) So he thankfully gave me some liquid stuff I can hide in his juice or his milk... The only problem I do have is an asthma pump that I have to try and give him ... Oh boy not easy...  But we manage.. I find it easier to wait until he is sleeping and put the little pump thing over his mouth and just let him breath it in gently like that, being careful not to touch him with it. But you have to be quick because you don't want it all to excape...
Anyway he is sleeping soundly as we did not sleep to well last night..  He woke at 11pm and at around 2am when I was at my whits end because he was a ball of energy, I grabbed the portable dvd player took it to his room, sat up in his bed, and he sat up on me and we both fell asleep.. As lovely as it was to be cuddling my son to sleep I woke up feeling a little on the sore side. But at least he got a little bit of sleep...

Time to go and do some house work.. xxxx

Well while I was sitting in the basement playing literati with toosh, and listening to my baby monitor, I heard a lot of farting going on from Francis's room.. As horrible as this is going to sound,  it sounded like the wet and juicy farts that need to be changed straight away....   Anyway I went up sure enough walked into his room and you could smell it.. Problem is my son has trouble sleeping, and I did not want to disturb him.. But I had to change that nappy.....

So would you believe I managed to change the nappy, the PJ bottoms and sheet on his bed(because it really was that bad)  with out even a hint of waking him up... He looked at me and made a noise gave me a smile but did not truly wake up...   I can't believe I did it.. YIPPPPPPEEEEEE....

He went to bed with out supper tonight, as he has gotten this non eating thing going on at the moment, I am not overly worried because it is not as if he does not eat at all, he just did not want his supper tonight... Anyway I gave him a choice, bed or sit at the table and eat.. He chose bed.. I think he thought I was kidding because he got upset when it was still day light and he had to go to bed.... On the bright side he actually went to sleep, he put up a bit of a fuss, but not as much as he would had we put him to bed at his regular time of 7.30pm.. He went to bed an hour early..... Good thing to because I need him awake early tomorrow morning....

Anyway that is all I have to report today.. I am just so proud that I did not wake him up :) xxxxx

Hello every one... Have a small bit of advice for you all if you are using the patch contraceptive called Evra....
It is one of the best contraceptions I have ever used... Before my son was born I suffered really bad period pains to the point that at times I could faint from the pain, my legs would be week, and I'd be ready to kill in a flash....  Once I started the evra patch all was lovely, no pain, no wanting to kill, and no week legs. In fact nothing.. I took the patch off period started for two maybe three days, after week patch back on no worries.....

BUT OH MY, if that patch is off for more then a week it starts.. My period was a week and a half early, I was ready to kill, cry at the sound of some lady making me feel like an idiot over the phone when usually I can handle that.. The cramps, week legs, anger, upset, rage, tear....  I had it all... I am so scared for my husband next month I might ask him to pack a bag and take Francis away for a week....    Those evra Patches are strong jam packed full of hormones, and when your cut off from them, well deary me I just went nuts... My eyes were leaking for a week.. And to top it all off with lack of sleep, terrible twos and god knows what else, the week is a bit of a blur now, but wow what a roller coaster...

Anyway the advice is if you use the evra patch and are looking to come off it for a bit, WARN THE HUBBY AND THE CHILDREN THAT GODZILLA IS COMING TO VISIT>.....

Other then that all went well.. I found that the shorter my sleep is the better I am able to deal with Francis and his freaked out sleeping habits which I am praying will change any day now... 

Going to stay at the in-laws on saturday which will be nice. Brought myself some new PJ's so that it does not look like I don't have any, because all my others are miss matched or holey... You know the kind you wear to death because they are just so comfortable... :)  Like your husbands shirts or t-shirts if you sleep in them..

Anyway I am off now.. Kid free day. Need to clean before I go and pick up Francis.. I might go and get him early today, because I am just about finished up what I need to do here...

Bye for now xxxx

While giving my son a bath I went to my room for about 40 seconds.. When I came back my son says  Look mummy... And he has all this white gunk on his hand and floating around him in the bath tub... He discovered he can reach the toilet paper from the bath tub... 

Well last night was no picnic.  Francis woke up at midnight, he always seems to know exactly when I am ready to hit the sack...  He woke up and did not want to go back to bed again, so we went down stairs to play with the cars. I was a lot more awake this time to do it as usually he wakes up just as I start to nod off which makes it hard for me to fully be awake for him when he is like this..  We played awhile and I was starting to get very sleepy, having trouble keeping my eyes awake yet there was no sign of sleep for him just yet.. So I did what any other normal person would do..> I CALLED A FRIEND.....

It was 2am in Canada and the only friends I have awake are those in Australia. I sent my best friend a text to see if she was home and so grateful she was, and then rang her.. We spoke for near on two hours... Can't wait for that phone bill... ANyway the phone call served a purpose, not only did I get to speak to my best friend, I was able to stay awake and keep playing with my son to keep him out of trouble,  thank god for speaker phones...

Eventually he did go back to sleep 6am.  My husband woke up at about 8am and in turn waking up Francis as well as he came to our bed because he refused to sleep in his own...   Husband had a couple of client appointments so I had no choice, I had to wake up, but when it was time for the nap in the afternoon I went down for a nap as well, and hubby let me sleep until four pm, and played with Francis for awhile...  Now we were having guests for dinner and I planned on making a lovely roast dinner but because I woke at 4pm I did not have time to put the roast in the oven so Pizza was ordered instead...   oh well we will have roast tomorrow....

In the mean time terrible twos has kicked in like you would not believe, I am hoping once Francis is over his cold it will calm down some. It is almost impossible to dress him in the morning to the point the other day he went to day care in his PJ top..  My poor child has bruises up and down his legs from me either trying to hold his legs to get his pants on because trust me when this kid kicks he hurts, or the bruise come from him hitting stuff when he kicks out at me he bangs his leg on the change table..   I would have him standing to change him but it is getting impossible so I need to lie him down so that he can't run away from me...  I have pulled my hair out on a few occasions and a friend has told me that it will pass and yes I can laugh about it... It would not be so bad if it was a few days a week, but every single morning I have been going through this and I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel....  Anyway I know it won't last forever. Francis will have to learn to dress himself eventually..
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please and thank you...

Well for the past few days, I have been pulling my hair out due to my sons new found terrible twosomes.. Oh yes he plays it well....  Ok really it is not that bad,  and I know people have it much worse then I do, but it is hard for someone when all of a sudden their child who has been an angel for the better part of two years, all of a sudden changes his mind... 

But today we had a lovely outing. We went to a pumpkin patch, took a ride on a tractor and picked out two pumpkins one for Francis and one for Camille..  Francis chose them both.. What I really think he did was saw the other kids had pumpkins so he picked up two he was able to carry and just did not let them go...  Either way I got some nice photos and I'd like to share them... xxxxx