Halloween

Les potirons de notre potager taillé en lampes d'Halloween! De gauche à droite, les artistes sont Gabriel (aidé par Cam ), Cam, Claire, Chloé (fait par Claire), Françoise et Michael :)

Notre repas traditionel d'Halloween: Jack-O-Carrotes Râpées, Spaghetti & Yeux, Potion des marais... miam!

Les chercheurs de bonbons: une coccinelle, Cléopâtre et 2 ninjas! Sans oublier l'accompagnatrice: une feuille pour la coccinelle! Et le rappeur distributeur de bonbons!

Chloe s'entraîne!

Le demi-marathon de Natacha!

Natacha a fait un demi-marathon quelques jours avant Halloween. Beaucoup des coureurs étaient déguisés, c'était comme une parade! Bravo Natacha d'avoir couru 21km en 2 heures et 16 minutes!

A 1 minute de l'arrivée: Natacha allait trop vite je n'ai pu l'avoir que de dos!

Chloé a 1 an!

She'll never know :0

Claire was in charge of loading the dishwasher tonight. (yeah, we're once more attempting to "responsibilize" the kiddos over at the Hughes household). The stakes were high. She would get to bring a friend along to the Waterpark tomorrow if all her chores got done. Advised & assisted by her well-intentioned older brother, Claire took care of this task as efficiently as she could...

Child Gambling

Claire came grocery shopping with me. She brought the money she had been saving so she could get something she had picked out a while back. When we walked by the "move-&-drop-the-claw machine" (what are they called anyways?), her eyes got big and she decided she needed to try it. I try to explain what usually happens but her mind was made up. She was sure she was going to catch something. Claire's dropped jaw was the saddest thing ever as she watched the empty claw make its way back. "I have to try again!" was the first thing she said. Fortunately, I was able to talk her out of it... that time. On the way out, she tried her luck again. By that time, it was pretty late and she was tired so the unfruitful fishing trip resulted in much stomping and pouting. I think she'll try again next time she gets the chance though...

Clean!

Yeah, I did it! Thanks for your support, LOL. Now I have less than 8 hours of sleep left... Sigh. Nighty night.

To clean or to sleep?

When I have to pick between good food and cleanliness, I always pick good food. I am not afraid of dirtying up my kitchen. Tonight, as with many nights, I contemplate the debris after the cooking and feeding storm and I just want to forget it all and go to sleep. It's so nice to wake up to a clean kitchen though... Maybe I'll pop my headphones on and listen to an audible download while I scrub...maybe...

Blogger App & Real Life

Well Hello! I am still alive! I'm attempting to take on blogging again. I got a Blogger App that should hopefully allow me to make more frequent, albeit simple, posts right from my phone. My goal is also to present my life as it really is. Not just the fun stuff we do. But also the struggles, the mundane. In essence, not just the ups but the downs too and the flats. I cherish and yearn for genuineness. That is one of my husband's trait that really attracted me, and still does. I don't want to appear this or that. I just want to be and become. So please denounce me if I stray. :)

Drawings in the sand

I know this is a very common feeling among moms but I'll write it anyways for the sake of expressing myself. I feel like as soon as I've cleaned up after one meal or snack time, it's time to get ready for the next one!