Stinker Boy and Sweet Taffy

I had my suspicions that he was up to no good, when things got a little too quiet while I was taking a shower...

when I got out of the bathroom...I walked into the loft to see EVERY SINGLE BOOK of Hudson's in a pile on the floor. There wasn't one book left on his shelf. We're talking maybe 60-70 books. He was quite satisfied with his work. He enjoys being a stinker.

We went Sugaring-Off on the weekend. It was something I did every year in elementary school. Something I always LOVED. Hudson loves taffy on snow as much as I do. We shared one stick, and he hogged it! He'd give me a one second lick, and then chant that it was "Hudson's turn! Hudson's turn! Hudson's turn!"...and then keep it protectively in his mouth until I was chanting "Mommy's turn! Mommy's turn! Mommy's turn!". Yes I'm mature like that.

There's nothing like eating a plate full of food that you smother in real maple syrup.

Update

Soooo...the blogging blahs are continuing. I really don't know why, but I just don't feel like writing much lately.



But here are some "blog-worthy" updates:



1. We were in Montreal this weekend for Victor's 11th birthday. We had an excellent Korean dinner (all made by my mother), ate some delicious lemon-pistacio cheesecake, and spent some time just relaxing around the table. Then we heard a noise...like a bang. My mother, sister and I looked at each other, waiting for Hudson to start crying (it sounded like he banged himself in the other room). We all assumed that he must have been fine since it remained quiet. Then a couple of minutes later...Bosco started going crazy barking. I went to get him (thinking I was going to punish him for barking for no reason), and realized that he barking because my father had fainted and was on the floor! My dad tried to get up, and fainted again. To make a long story short, he wound up going to the Emergency Room, spent the night there, and after all the various tests came back negative, he was released the next morning. SCARY night. Bosco was sooooo concerned when my dad was on the floor. He wouldn't take his eyes off of him. He wouldn't wag his tail even with all the praise and petting he received from the kids (Romy, Victor, and Edouard). He only resumed to being himself after I let him go back and sniff my dad, once my dad was feeling a little better. Dogs are pretty cool, eh?

2. Hudson is talking a lot more lately. Every day he seems to say another word that he didn't say just the day before. This morning he came into the bedroom holding toilet paper in his hands. He said "Und bosh me hands mommy" (translation: I washed my hands mommy). He was trying to use the toilet paper to dry his wet hands. Ummmmm...considering both Rob and I were in bed, and Hudson is way too small to turn on the faucet by himself, I was more than confused.

"How did you wash your hands, Hudson? Where did you get the water?" I asked.

"potty" he answered.

"YOU WASHED YOUR HANDS IN THE POTTY?!?"


"yes".


"YOU WASHED YOUR HANDS IN THE POTTY?!?" I repeated, because I didn't believe it. "SHOW ME WHERE YOU WASHED YOUR HANDS!" I said, wanting 100% proof that my kid really washed his hands in my TOILET.


He walked me over to the bathroom and pointed at the toilet bowl.


"HUDSON, DON'T EVER EVER EVER WASH YOUR HANDS IN THERE!!! WE PEE-PEE AND POO-POO IN THERE!!! THE POTTY IS SO SO SO DIRTY!!! OKAY???" I say in a crazy voice.


"yes mommy" he answers so sweetly.



Ew. Even my dog has never ever done that.

3. I never heard of the word "wriggle" before. I HAVE heard (and used) the word "wiggle"...but never "wriggle". And it's used in soooo many of Hudson's children's books.

4. Speaking of children's books...we were at the library today and I borrowed a book JUST to blog about it. Because it's sooooo super creepy. Click on the pictures to enlarge them to get the full effect. And they are NOT drawn over, as in some weirdo graffiti-ed over a normal drawing...they are MEANT to look like that.





That kid is drawn so insanely creepy, I can't even believe it. And it's a SERIES. There are numerous "David" books...and they're all drawn like that. He looks like a horror-movie character!

5. My kid is cute. Take a look for yourself.

Enjoying a walk around Beaver Lake, at Mont Royal

Licking every last drop of ice cream. This "habit" started while on vacation in Mexico.

Helping daddy fix mama's car. Rob is trying to push out one of the dents from my accident. Hudson is trying to ADD more dents with his "tools". And yes, that would be Duct tape holding my side view mirror on.

Blogging blahs

I totally don't feel like blogging lately...don't know why. But I thought I should update something for those of you who keep checking to see if anything is new around here.


A funny "Joyce" moment during our Mexican holiday:

I accidently wore two different shoes out to dinner while in Mexico. I didn't know which shoes looked better with my dress, so I put one on each foot to get Rob's opinion. He never answered me, and I was busy running around finishing getting ready, so I forgot all about it...and left the hotel room. It was only AFTER dinner (after walking around the buffet multiple times to get my food, Hudson's food, second helpings, dessert and coffee!), when I was saying goodbye to Audrey, that she looked down at my feet and asked me why I was wearing two different shoes. OMG we all peed our pants laughing.

Another "Joyce" moment was when I accidently gave Hudson an alcoholic drink. The hostess handed me a blue cocktail as we walked into the restaurant one night. I took a sip and honestly it just tasted like fruity juice. So I gave it to Hudson to drink. He loved it. Rob eyed me suspiciously and asked if I was sure it didn't have any alcohol. I adamently said I was POSITIVE there was no alcohol in it. Turns out I was wrong...when I returned to the hostess for a second drink...I handed it to Hudson in front of her and she abruptly stopped me and said "NO! Alcohol!". Oh dear. He was a little glassy-eyed for the rest of the evening, but no harm done. What's funnier about this story how Hudson repeatedly asked for "Blue Jus" for the rest of our holiday.