Baby Girl

You will all be happy to know that my toddler has decided to do me the honour of using the potty….WHEN SHE FEELS LIKE IT. I’m a lucky, lucky, mommy! She has started using the word “Actually” (which she got from her sister) and uses it in the right context too. Like, when I say let’s get you of these clothes and into the bath and she says…”Actually, I’m poo’ing right now, mommy!” Of course you are my darling child; the potty is only 3 small steps away from where you’re standing. Why put yourself out? Or “Actually, I don’t like chicken!” But only because she has decided that she wants popcorn for dinner so chicken is no longer her favourite.

She has decided that she wants to take the school bus in the morning with her sister. But she doesn’t understand that the bus won’t take her to daycare and that Diva girl won’t be coming with her. So every morning, though we may get out of the house without a hitch (yeah right!) by the time we leave the ‘bus stop’, I have to convince her not to start rolling on the ground in tantrum mode and somehow get her into the car to drop her at daycare before going to work. I am convinced that my neighbours are laughing at me every day as I find different ways to bribe, plead, cajole and demand that she get into the car. That’s me….Master Negotiator!

Diva Girl

She lost another tooth! Yes…the adult one is already up and waiting to take its rightful place. So, she had another visit from the Tooth Fairy last week. This time her tooth was worth $3 instead of $5. I planned to use the excuse that the first tooth is special, but to my surprise she was happier with this amount, because she got 3 loonies instead of a $5 bill. In her mind, the coins were more valuable than one measly bill. Yup, let’s just go with that for now. Great concept for when allowances become necessary, but I’ll have to fill her in before she starts working!



So just to keep you guys updated on how the whole Tooth Fairy episode turned out…

The next morning Baby girl and I went into Diva girl’s room while she was still asleep. It was time to wake up and so Baby Girl jumped on her as usual and kissed her face while I tickled her. Still in her morning grumpy state, I reminded her that the Tooth Fairy should have left something for her during the night. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she lifted the pillow to find a small Ziploc bag with a typed note and $5 (yes, Daddy gave me $5 to put under her pillow….yah we’ll talk about that later). I helped her read her note with barely contained excitement because I’m so mushy, I get into that kind of stuff (really never thought I would…see what kids do to you???). My darling daughter looked at me, the note then the money and in her sophisticated 5 year old self said to me…

“So did the Tooth Fairy really have to take my tooth?”




Yes, the tooth is out! Diva girl has lost her first tooth at the age of 5 and her adult tooth is already making a strong appearance. Geez, that girl moves fast! It was pretty much hanging by a thread last night and she was afraid she would swallow it. Luckily it stayed in place overnight, because as much as I love my daughter I was not going to extract that thing from anything coming out the other end the following day…and you know what I mean! She was so excited, I decided to write the teacher a note and put a little Ziploc bag in her backpack to save it if it fell out at school.

That’s exactly what happened! Did I call that or what? She was eating her pita and she spit it out thinking it was “a dry piece of cheese” (Hello? Like I would give her dried up cheese???) . She didn’t even notice it was her tooth until she started feeling for it with her tongue. Don’t you remember doing that as a kid when your baby teeth were falling out? You tried to push it as far as you could. It became your favourite pastime until the tooth finally fell out. Anyway, her teacher put it in the bag for her so she could bring it home. After bath time she put it under her pillow and she is now fast asleep waiting for the Tooth Fairy. She didn’t even want to lie on the pillow because she thought she would crush it and then the Tooth Fairy wouldn’t find it. She did this thing where her head was on her hands and her bum was in the air until I explained (without laughing…almost) that the Tooth Fairy could get under the pillow and find her tooth no matter what.

I love this stuff!

Well, she will be very excited when she wakes up tomorrow. A nice chunk of change and a note from the Tooth Fairy will make her Friday. My mother made sure to tell me that a quarter just won’t cut it these days. What the heck? This is only tooth number one! I’m gonna need a 2nd job after they’re all out. Oh well, that’s life.


The Tooth Fairy (aka No Super Mom)



Kids are so different aren’t they? Some kids like to create and build. Some like to dig and invent. Some kids like to be the center of attention, while some are quite happy to exist outside of the limelight and just be still. Some kids are active and good at all kinds of sports. Some kids are pretty laid back and don’t like to do as much as their parents might like….and then there’s my daughter.

Meet Diva girl; a 5 year old dynamo. She runs and talks a mile a minute. She runs to sit down, she runs to lay down; she runs EVERYWHERE! She can ask you the same question 5 times before you’ve even had the chance to formulate an answer. Her energy knows no bounds.

But I should have known that this was who she would be….since the day she was born.

It’s all in the delivery my friends.

Here are the facts: my labour was 4 ½ hours, by the time we got to the hospital the lovely nurses who were just humouring a new mother to be ended up almost knocking their selves unconscious while trying to get me to the delivery room. Fifteen minutes after I got to the hospital, we first met the Diva! At 2 months, I took her to get her pictures done and lying on her tummy, she held her head up and smiled right into the camera. Needless to say the photographer was very impressed. Even learning to walk was like trying to grab the wind! She was determined to move past the normal development milestones to get where she was going. At 18 months, people kept asking how old she was, because she could have a conversation with you as if she was 3. I could go on…

But basically, Diva girl has been in a hurry to get somewhere ever since she was a baby. It is commonplace to hear someone in our house yelling ‘WALK!’ at least 10 times a day. When she started Jr. Kindergarten she was in a combined class (JK/SK) so most of her friends were older than her. So when they started losing their teeth she was quite upset to see her perfect white teeth still holding strong and refusing to let go. “Mommy, it’s not fair that Shauna’s tooth came out and mine didn’t!” Well…one day while helping her to brush what do I see? A TOOTH! Yes, even her teeth are in a rush, her baby teeth were still intact but there are 2 of her permanent teeth already waiting to take their rightful place as residents in her mouth. It’s so funny to see her with 2 rows, but it doesn’t surprise me. I tell her to slow down but she just rolls her eyes…

She was probably doing that in my tummy too.

Yup, the delivery says it all. We haven’t even talked about Baby girl…..