Just hoppin’ on the blog quickly today to let everyone know about this fantastic little place called Change Islands tucked away in Newfoundland (my mother and husband are from there). The island is a beautiful spot full of history and wonderful people…and the Change Islands Newfoundland Pony Sanctuary.
And right now, you can vote (quick registration required) for the Pony Sanctuary in the Aviva Community Fund to help them get funding for a new barn to house the ponies and continue the work that they have been doing to maintain the Newfoundland pony population and revitalize the community of Change Islands, Newfoundland.
Did you know that Elizabeth Taylor owned a Newfoundland pony as a young girl?
And that the Governor General of Canada visited the ponies and his wife named one of the ponies “Kate” after the Duchess of Cambridge?
“Kate” still lives at the Sanctuary.
The woman who runs the sanctuary and cares for the ponies is my husband’s aunt (shown below with my daughter).
VOTE FOR THE CHANGE ISLANDS NEWFOUNDLAND PONY SANCTUARY!
That’s my daughter when she was two with her grandfather and her great aunt (the lady who cares for the ponies).
The Changes Islands Newfoundland Pony Sanctuary has made it to the Aviva Community Fund Semi-Finals.
Please VOTE and help them win!
Big Sister getting to know a Newfoundland Pony with her Poppy on Change Islands.
If you ever have a chance to visit Newfoundland, a visit to the ponies on Change Islands is something you won’t want to miss!
Last year, we had cable. This year, we don’t. We still have shows for the kids, but it’s not commercial programming.
That’s my Christmas gift to me.
I have been enjoying the peace in our house without the background noise of the TV and the gimmies from my kids following every commercial break.
And my heart swelled when I asked my daughter if she wanted to write her letter to Santa in time for the Toronto Santa Claus parade and she said, “Sure!” then proceeded to ask me how to spell C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S T-R-E-E and B-E-L-L.
I asked her why those words and she said, “Because that’s what I’m asking Santa to bring me for Christmas. I want a toy tree to go in my room and I want a bell like I got from Madame when I was the Étoile de la Semaine at school.”
Without the influence of commercials, my daughter wants her own tree, just like the big one we put up in our living room and she wants a bell. She asked for no toys, no clothes, no games. I was curious, so I asked her, “Why a tree and a bell?” Continue reading
If you’ve been reading this blog, you’ll know that this week has been a bit rough (and we’re only half way through).
This was the first day that things went a little more smoothly and nothing out of the ordinary happened…except it did.
After reviewing my daughter’s homework the night before, I discovered she had not completed it as she said she had. So I set my alarm to get up earlier in the morning and wake her to finish it since it was due.
I woke up ready for a fight. But instead, when I went to wake her, I was greeted with a sleepy but happy child who, very willingly, came downstairs and finished up her homework. She even noticed a few mistakes she had made and took the steps to correct them.
Me, I’m not a big fan of spiders. Doesn’t matter if they’re real or not. I don’t like ‘em.
But, how could I resist making spider dogs for my kids for Fun Food Friday?
They’re easy, fun, and the kids can help (although they didn’t this time because I made them before they got home from school).
The last two days at our house have been…rough. Not worse than usual, mind you, but rough just the same.
Both my kids are potty trained…and have been for quite some time.
So pee and poop accidents are jarring to say the least.
Yet, yesterday and again today, I was jarred.
The morning started out as usual. Two kids shaken from sleep, grumpy and unwilling to comply. A happy, morning-person mommy (the things we do for our kids) snuggling and tickling and whispering soft encouragement into their little ears and hearts (not that it seemed to help, but maybe it did—we’ll never know).
Eventually, they were both up and eating breakfast. And all was moving along according to plan.
Then the pee hit the floor. Quite literally. Continue reading
A short while ago, I was lamenting the fact that I had a health file that was about three inches thick with papers and cards spilling out everywhere. Definitely not a convenient package to be carting to the doctor. Although the information it contained was vital at some of my appointments.
It got me thinking about these two notebooks I kept when I was pregnant with both my kids. I wrote down all my appointments, kept notes about things my OBGYN (first kid) and midwife (second kid) said, and generally jotted down things related to my pregnancies and questions to ask the next time I had an appointment.
But these notebooks had no structure. They were just Dollar Store books that served the purpose when nothing else was available.
Recently, I received My Handy Little Health Journal to review. Wished I’d had this neat little book when I was pregnant. But I’m glad I have it now.
It has some great features like tips on eating smarter, reducing stress and sleeping better. It has sections to fill in your family medical history, record important medical information, prepare questions in advance for your doctor, document prescriptions, keep track of appointments, record comments or recommendations from your doctors and more. Continue reading
About three years ago, I took my first child to her first dentist appointment. It went well despite my trepidation (she does not react well to appointments of a medical nature).
Three years in and we’re still going for regular dental appointments with minimal fuss (actually, she’s downright awesome at it!) and she is regularly given a clean bill of dental health.
However, I’m sure she’s not brushing her teeth as well as she could. And she doesn’t floss. (My fault. I’ve always thought of flossing as an adult activity; not something a four-year-old does.)
Now I’m facing the first dentist appointment of my second child. I’m not so afraid this time. Maybe I should be, though. Continue reading
I’m a week behind on my Fun Food Friday post. That’s pretty good considering everything else I’ve got on my plate right now. pat on the back
And, given that Fun Food hasn’t happened in our house yet today, I figured I would post last week’s story now and get tonight’s story up on the blog tomorrow.
So, the background on last Friday’s fun food was the kids were asking for muffins for breakfast. I had neither the ingredients nor the time to make a batch of muffins. We’re talking 6:45 in the morning and we have to be out the door by 7:30. Continue reading
Christmas is coming! Faster than we may want.
Don’t take that the wrong way. I love Christmas. I love the season, the music, the decorations, the giving, the visiting, the food, the family get-togethers, the commercialization, the screaming spoiled kids…OK, maybe not the last two.
But that’s the thing, right? It’s November 21; a little over a month to Christmas and it has already started. The stores have been decorated since November 12th (officially, decorating the day after Remembrance Day is the respectful thing to do). The commercials for kids toys, games, gadgets, you name it have been on the air since the beginning of November. And all that gives us is the “gimmies”.
At one time, December 1st was the acceptable beginning to decorating, Christmas music, advertising, etc. Every year, I swear, it gets earlier. Continue reading