My First Haircut!

Do you know why I love Fridays? Not only is it my day off but I also get to spend it with my most favorite little person in the whole wide world :) We are still recovering from our colds but that didn't stop us from indulging in some girly past-times. First up, some pampering at the salon for Sarah's first-ever hair-cut!

I had been meaning to get her hair trimmed but never got around to it so we jumped at the opportunity when she gave a resounding "yes!" after we asked her if she wanted to get it done. I don't believe she knows what a hair-cut really is but the allure of her choice of seats (Thomas the Train) certainly made it an easy decision for her.

Considering it was her first hair appointment, she did extremely well. She sat still for most of the full five minutes and while she normally freaks out at the sight and sound of the blow-dryer, she didn't flinch. All in all, it was a good experience.

And of course, what does a girl do after getting her hair done? Why, go shopping of course! This girl is fast becoming a mall-rat and I pity her future boyfriend - she is going to cost you a pretty penny! :)

Finally, on a serious note - please consider making a donation to Red Cross to help with the relief effort in Haiti. The Government of Canada will match personal contributions dollar for dollar to eligible Canadian charitable organizations up to a total of $50 million - another good reason to act!

Getting Pampered While Still In Pampers

Boo, I don't do Mondays well. Not only was it a horrendously busy day at the office but I was so bagged by the time I got home that I didn't get to write in my journal. So much for my mission to write daily!

It is a better day today even though I am starting to come down with Sarah's cold. Such is life with a kid I suppose - while she is building up her immunity, our own systems are being put to the test at the same time. In any case, I have found a few things to amuse ourselves when we are under the weather. Like this...

After watching Mom get a pedicure, Sarah of course had to have her own toes done too. She certainly looks like she is a seasoned pro after only her second go-around, for she sat very still and didn't even touch her freshly painted toes. The end result?

Not bad considering her toes are so tiny, and this time I used a more appropriate shade - vampy red doesn't quite work on a young child :) I will admit it is somewhat of a guilty pleasure for me to play make/dress-up with my little girl but is this wrong? Some people think that I'm not a good mom for exposing her to such frivolous past-times but what constitutes a "good" vs. "bad" mom anyway? In any case, everyone is entitled to their own opinion and as long as I don't go to the extremes of Toddlers & Tiaras, I don't think I have gone overboard.

Raising A Shopaholic (We Are In So Much Trouble)

It's weekend day #2 and we were pleasantly surprised that Sarah was feeling a lot better from her cold already and that the accompanying cough was a non-issue even during her nap. Daddy took the afternoon off from parent duty and went to his pal's kid's 2nd birthday bash while Sarah and I stayed behind. We probably could have tagged along but we are sensitive to passing our own kid's sick germs to others and also didn't want to risk Sarah regressing so we decided to bail. We did however get out in the morning and went to our local Dollar Store to pick up some extras for the kid's birthday present.

Did I mention that life with a kid has gotten so much more exciting and amusing now that Sarah is a toddler? The days of breaking our backs carrying her (she never liked the stroller) to show her the world at our level are long gone. Nowadays, shopping with Sarah feels more like marathon shopping, that is if you can even consider it 'shopping'. No more going through scores of clothing racks and store aisles to pick out things at leisure. You will now watch us (and likely snicker) chase our kid around the store without so much as even picking something off the shelf as she breaks free from our hold. Sounds brutal but it is really buckets of fun watching the kid become a shopaholic right before our very eyes.

Case in point - the mall had not opened its doors yet by the time we got there so we decided to take a quick drive to see if another store that I was waiting for had its grand opening yet. All the while we were driving, Sarah would not stop saying "mall, mall!" and "there no" (not there) until we returned to the mall when it opened. I positively can not wait to see what sort of damage we can do together on our future shopping trips! Daddy should be very afraid, for this kid already knows the drill, saying "Daddy pay!" before we leave any store. And how could anyone honestly say "no" to this innocent face? :)

The Good & Bad of Having a Tiny Sickie

Another drizzly weekend so what better way to spend it than by taking care of a toddler who is steadily building her immunity with yet another cold. Now that I have suffered through survived what seems to be her millionth cold (including one hospital-visit-required case of pneumonia), taking care of it has become like second-nature for me. I have all the necessities for nursing a kid's cold at the ready each time she gets sick:

- Baby Tylenol
- nasal drops and the dreaded bulb syringe
- honey and lemon
- macaroni to go with chicken soup
- Baby Vicks rub (it works wonders on the soles of the feet to calm coughs!)

and of course lots of attention and extra leniency for a child who is more clingy whenever she's feeling under the weather.

Despite the sometimes added stress that comes along with it, having a mildly ill child is not without its hidden benefits. Yes, it's horrible for me to say that but I am telling it like it is. For instance, Sarah will nap even longer than her already long afternoon naps (close to three hours) and we don't feel as guilty for letting her veg with Barney and Wiggles on the telly. Taking advantage of this, I bailed out on mommy duty and went out for some personal retail therapy. My intention was only to window-shop but I had a good feeling that the chance of me returning home empty-handed would be very remote. And I was right.

With the Games just around the corner in our fair city and the hype over their merchandise, I decided to show my support by getting hoodies for my little family. Quite honestly, I am neutral on whether I like/dislike the Games but I am really impressed by the designs developed for their logo merchandise. Too bad I could not find Dad one in the same colour as ours (he got a grey one instead) but I am pretty sure he does not mind not looking like carbon-copies of the ladies in his life :)

Finally, of course not only did Sarah score a 2010 outfit but I also found a few trinkets and a Cinderella t-shirt from the Disney Store (I had to because they were having a big sale). In case you were curious, the only Vancouver location (and BC I guess) is closing its doors by January 23rd and there are no plans to open another one anytime soon. Oh well - another one bites the recession dust.

A Social Obligation Perhaps?

TGIF! First week back to reality and I think I survived most of the events that came up. Mostly everyone at the office is still trying to get back into work-mode so for the most part, it was manageable. More importantly, Sarah is slowly getting back to her monotonous daily grind following what was a whirlwind couple of weeks with opening presents galore. I am happy to report that she is now finally done opening presents and we can begin purging some of her old toys.

As for myself, the daily grind includes the usual commute in to work with my train buddy, counting down the last minutes before I can clock out for the day (in between adding interesting and sometimes useless apps on my new phone :)) and seeing the same people trudge through their daily grind as I do. One such person is this gal with a guide dog. Since I see her practically everyday, we have spoken on occasion and I find her to be an amazingly strong and independent woman for someone with a "disability". Not only is she a rehab specialist for the vision-impaired but she is also involved in Toastmasters.Which brings me to a daily dilemma that I am secretly battling inside constantly...

See (no pun intended), since we live in the same townhouse complex up in the nose-bleeds of the mountain, we have walked home together with Howie (the dog) dragging her all the way home from the bus-stop as if his life were in jeopardy. Whenever I see her, I have made an effort to chat with her on the way home and on rainy days like today, I have even shared my umbrella with her since she doesn't use one. I don't pretend to know the reason but suspect she needs to keep her hands free?  Anyway, the internal battle I constantly fight within myself is whether I should feel obligated to talk/walk with her when I see her on my commute home. I mean, she can't see me (and my guess is that she wants to feel independent) so I don't know why I feel so guilty whenever I do see her. It has gotten to the point where I am even getting off at a later bus-stop to avoid this internal conflict. Am I losing my mind, and should I feel that I have a social obligation to help her out even though she hasn't asked for it?

I Wish I Was A Little Bit Taller, I Wish I Was A Baller

A mid-week break to start off the new year back at work feels great. While I did not have the best sleep last night (Sarah was up wailing for "mommmm" at 2 in the morning), I enjoyed a great day off with the centre of my universe. Given that the fun and activity from the holidays abruptedly ended, it was no wonder that she was dying to get out of the house for some school-time. She absolutely adores her teacher, Linda, and we are also impressed at her ability to make all the kids and parents/caregivers feel special. Even though Sarah doesn't go to school on a regular basis, Linda always remembers the last time she went to class and is always liberal with the compliments on Sarah's development.

In case you are wondering, "school" is actually a free program offered by our BC government (one of the very few things that they actually did right!) and is held at one of the neighbourhood elementary schools. If you live in BC, look for a school in your area that offers the program - it is really an awesome class and we need to keep it going strong so that the government powers don't take this free program away. The best part for me is that it is very much like looking into the future to when Sarah starts kindergarten and these classes will no doubt prepare her for when that inevitable time comes. I will be the one crying at the door not wanting to leave her - LOL!

Anyway, after free-play time, clean up and snack-time with her fellow classmates, it was time for Sarah's most favourite part of the class - gym time! This little girl of ours is no bench-warmer that's for sure. Here she is getting ready to shoot some hoops.

And of course, being the girl that she is, she must stop for a chat with a fellow classmate during time-out. Ummm, excuse me Sarah, the clock is ticking - no time for chit-chats!

 

 

Anyway, as the pictures tell, Sarah obviously loves going to school and I can only hope that she keeps this level of interest through high-school and beyond. There is no denying that we certainly want to encourage this passion for we know that she is destined for some great things ahead! Happy 20 months to you kiddo!

New Year's Unresolutions

Now I have never been one to develop and commit to New Year's resolutions but since it is the start of a new decade, I thought I would at least go public with my Top 3 "unresolutions" instead.

3. Develop (and stick to) a regular exercise regimen. Fitness World knows that this one never sticks because I have had multiple life-time memberships only to find myself misplacing the pass and not going altogether. Not to mention, the meat-market atmosphere in every location does not exactly provide incentive to really be serious about getting into better shape. Running around after a toddler and not taking time to eat a proper meal is enough to keep me at least looking like I am in shape.

2. Buy at sale-price more often. This one is a doozy of a resolution. Friends are always calling me crazy for buying things at full price but my oft illogical (but highly persuasive) mind tells me that I have to buy now since my shoe/clothing size is hard to come by. Past experience has also proven the same since hubby can attest that he has had to (on more than one occasion) to trek across town just to pick up an article of clothing in my size. (He's great :)) As for my kid's clothes, I will admit that I have a bit of an obsession and have an urge to buy her things as soon as I see them in the store windows.

1. Love my home the way it is. Ever since Sarah came along, our home lost whatever little design aesthetic it ever had. As all you other parents out there know, I have come to the sad realization that there is absolutely no way to keep the "made in China" treasures corralled into one area, no matter the size of the home. In fact, Sarah has decided that she prefers to take her bath in my spa bathtub now, so our previously unchartered toy territory is no longer. Either way, I positively can not wait until the toys disappear so that I can return to my secret passion for interior decorating.

Happy Year of the Tiger!