for all those who haven't seen the latest spectacled wonder ... tah dah! Doesn't he look like the little kid from "Jerry McGuire"? 

Goofy the Red Nosed Reindeer had a very goofy grin! 

BRRRRRRR! but worth the wait! 

santa's other reindeer - stillinherPJs

How Creamy are your Mashed Potatoes??

... I read somewhere that mashed potatoes can be a positive way to release some negative energy... If you have ever been present at our house during the witching hour, otherwise known as unhappy hour, you might not be surprised at how smooth and wonderful my mashed potatoes can be... Mmmmm.... and my children are still alive - they have the mashed potatoes to thank for that!

We had a great weekend together as a family. On saturday night there was an event called the Parade of Lights in Orleans - it's like a glow-in-the-dark Santa Clause parade in -20C. I hate to be Grinchy, but the damn thing didn't start until 6:45pm instead the original slated time of 6pm. Standing out in the cold for 45 min with two kids asking - every 31/2min - "where's the parade??"

When it did start it was nice and it could have been much worse:

1 - it wasn't raining
2 - nobody had to pee
3 - nobody said "I'm tired" or "I'm cold" - oh wait, yes they did!

It was fun, there were grinches, snowmen, dancing presents, the easter bunny?, bugs, tweety, scooby doo, shrek, christmas music, bands and of course the big elf himself! By the way, Does anyone know what a "goblin toy" is?? That's what Prince Philippe wants this year and no one has a clue what he's talking about... help. Maybe Santa will bring it and everybody will be like "did you buy it?", "No, did you?" * exchanging bewildered looks* If it happened for the smurfs and it can happen for us - a christmas miracle!

Wanted - clean or dirty 

I'm Doooonnnneeeee......

.... music to any mother's ears. Oh goody. Wiping duties continue. The only thing worse is when you hear nothing, like yesterday.
Yes, the excitement for my day included bathroom follies. Disclaimer - anyone not amused by bathroom humour, run for your life!


I was taking care of one domestic duty or another and noticed Philippe had been missing and quiet, a deadly combo, for some time. I ventured to see what my little angel was up to. As I came around the corner, I met my son naked from the waste down, well, no that's not true, he was holding the empty toilet paper roll over his "peeker". His comment to me was "Mama, I used allllll the paper and now I have a telescope!" *snicker* uh-huh.

Next course of action - check out the contents of the toilet, just how much paper was left on the infamous empty "telescope"??
Oh Boy. Alot.
Hmmmm, should I flush it?? Yup. Ohhhhhh, big mistake!!


As the water swirled dangerously close to the top my mind was racing. "Argh! ahhhh! what do I do now???"
As the cleaner-upper of many messes in the run of a typical day, I did not want to add another to my resume, so I impulsively reached.... ick.... into the toilet and quickly grabbed the whole sopping, dripping, squishy wad of wet toilet paper my wonderful son had deposited there.
Ok, the water went down but now what?? ummmm. SPLAT - bathroom garbage can served it duty!
By the way, I came in no contact with any bio-matter in this process... ick again.

The joys of motherhood always amaze me! You never know what rich adventure you'll be on tomorrow!
Until next time, love & bleach handsoap forever,
Leslie xx

the culprit in question...  

The day after last night

OK This is cool. I've been thinking about what I should write ever since the conception, about 12 hours ago, of this blog and came up with zilch.
Unless you think a summary of what I have accomplished on my to do list is extraordinarily interesting... didn't think so.
Although the unexpected addition to the list this morning was - changing my sheets.
Not for any exciting reason but instead because my lumberjack, cast-ironed belly of a husband thinks it's pertinent to consume several whole cloves of raw garlic this time of year to ward off infection of all varities, including leslie majorus. GAROSS! If anyone needs effective birth control, have some garlic on me...

see look ... kooky to the core!

Here I come to save the day.....

So, I've followed the advice of a good, sometimes kooky, but good friend - (hey I've been known to be a bit kooky in my hayday too) - and started a bloggidy blog blog blog just for me and my sometimes kooky family.

I mostly started this so I could comment on the fabulouso entries on her knitty blog. She makes me laugh and makes me cry. I emote quite well. I will blog more when I'm not so darn poop-ed!

In the beginning she created the blog....