So....the village people needed some new talent...

So....these pictures could totally be blackmail for when my boys get married! I love the suspenders and their seriousness as handymen. They got these sweet toolbelt things for Xmas and have been waiting to break them out for some home reno projects. I know that they will totally help!

I forgot you again...dear blog

Alright, it may be the Adult ADD in me, but I seem to forget that I have this thing. Plus, we had a VERY busy week. Spring break is over and we have begun the final home stretch of Kindergarten. Not only that, I had to sign Maxie up for his Kindergarten program for next year. I am really hoping that we get the morning class, and to ensure that we get the morning class, Mother of the Year (that's me) was the 1st person in line. Yes, I am a loser.
Today we had soccer pictures with our team. Luckily, both boys are on the same team, Burger King Black, so we are looking forward to a season of fun! We play every Tuesday and Thursday night. We have some kids on the team that we knew from last year, so things are looking good. However, on the way to the pictures, it started snowing. Yes, you heard me right, snowing...in April. What the f(*&? I guess somebody forgot to mention to Grande Prairie, Alberta Canada that there is a thing called "global warming"...I think Al Gore invented it. Anyway...snow in April, I shit you not.
Well, I'll try to not forget about you...dear blog. Just don't be surprised if I do!

I promised some pics of my boys...

Mission completed

Mason successfully lost his first tooth. He is a toothy gummy monster now. He was so proud. There was a little bit of blood, but he stayed strong. We had the nicest day today. We went to the park with some friends, then got Max's glasses fixed because they kept slipping down his nose. Then we went for ice cream and to the pet store to look at all the pets. We love the chinchillas and guinea pigs. I want one, but Michael has vetoed the idea. He wants a dog, a shepherd, but those kinds of dogs make BIG poops and I will be the one to clean all of it up, so no thanks. Then we went to see some RVs and trailers. We are thinking of buying a trailer to go camping this summer. If you would've asked me if I'd see myself camping in this lifetime, the answer would be an emphatic, "hell no". Flash forward to life with 2 boys and a Canadian husband. Camping is apparently what we do in the great white north. So, hey everybody, "let's go camping". Yeehaw!

So....where have you been all my life????

Ok, not that anyone really cares or reads this thing anyway, we are back. M4 is here representing. I totally figured it out. Spring is here. Let me explain something to my southern peeps...you have no clue what it is to have "spring fever" until you have lived in the great white north. We are on spring break right now and the weather is beginning to get agreeable, meaning very little snow on the ground, and we are all itchin' to get outside. I'm organizing the house, spring cleaning, painting, even coming downstairs to the basement to work on the computer! I have missed you blog. I will try not to stray for too long ever again.

The boys are great. Mason is almost done with kindergarten, we have 2 months left which is approaching crazily. Max is in 2 programs right now. Loves the Kindergym, hates "the college" (as he calls it). I work at the Kindergym most mornings now as a substitute teacher at the preschool. I never knew how much I would enjoy it and I get to use gymnastics equipment. You should totally see my fat ass jumping on the trampoline, it brings out the kid in you. I'm petrified of "the pit". It's made of cubes of foam, millions of cubes in a literal hole. You are supposed to have gobs of upper body strength to get out, so I try to NEVER, I repeat NEVER get in. I have lost my socks and have almost lost my drawers too. Trust me, if you don't mind being embarressed in front of 3 and 4 year olds, then by all means, jump in. Otherwise, play it safe, like me, and sit this one out. I digress...

Mason has his first loose tooth. He's pretty proud and tells anyone who stands still long enough. Easter was good, he got some good loot, he gave an amazing performance at the Holy Thursday celebration. FYI, Catholic school, is very....well...churchy. Who knew? He sang the "Our Father" and then an amazing rendition of "Jesus loves me" that almost made me shed a tear. I still can't believe I have a kid in Catholic school. Refer back to the FYI. At least I am learning a thing or two.

Max is still his adorable, difficult self. The kid's got spunk, I gotta give him that. I must have been just like him and now my mother is getting her wish....payback. He's just so impulsive. I always have to tell him to "slow down". He leads with his head and I'm convinced he should be fitted for a personal helmet that he could wear as a hat or something.

I'm gonna upload some pics from Easter. Max obliged me and wore a decent shirt for about 30 minutes. He boycotts alot of fabrics and makes up ALOT of "rules" for himself. Like...."today, I can't use my arms, sooooo you have to brush my teeth" OR my personal favorite, "I don't wear jeans anymore because they are too soft". What does that even mean????