Oh the Things you Say

I started a blog feature called Wednesday Wisdom ages ago and it kinda fell off my radar. Truth be told, I don’t do well with mandated posts. Sometimes I don’t do well with posts at all …

I’m in a scrappy mood today, creating cards for a workshop this weekend and organizing photos for a retreat in a few weeks. There’s nothing like older photos to make you think about how fast your kids are growing. I can’t believe B is four. I can’t believe R is one. I can’t believe how funny and fabulous they are (most of the time ).

As I thought about the photos, layouts and journaling I want to include in their scrapbooks, I knew it was time for another quick post about the things they say. The idea that I’ll forget all these little things scares me. So here’s a new list of “B-isms”:

Tim portans – Tim Hortons

omesie – onesie

Actually you’re wrong – He has a bit of a habit of correcting people, we’re working on that. But hearing him say actually all the time cracks me up.

Twinkle, twinkle little star, How I wonder what you ate for breakfast – This was his favourite silly song for a while.

He loves jokes, especially ones his dad taught him. His favourite for a long time was:
What do you call a boomerang that doesn’t come back? A stick.
I love listening to him tell jokes.

R doesn’t say much at this point, but she can do a great dino roar and is the baby of a thousand faces. The little personality in there is hard to contain 

Since it’s a scrappy kinda day, I though I’d also share some layouts of the two of them.  <3

I used to Believe …

In case you don’t know, Danielle LaPorte is kinda awesome. I subscribed to her blog ages ago for some much needed positivity and creative thinking. A recent addition to that blog is The Burning Questions Series. I wanted to jump in the first week, when the question was “How do you want it all to feel?” I’m still mulling that one over … This week the question is “What’s one dumb thing you used to believe in?” Since I make the rules around here, I’m going to answer both. And, since I get emails about this series, whenever a question speaks to me, I’ll to answer it.

Here goes …

How do you want it all to feel?
I want to wake each morning feeling the sense of wonder and accomplishment I get at the end of a run, like I can do anything. I want each morning to be as calm as the cool breeze that wakes you from an afternoon nap in the sun. I want every run, no matter how long or short, to feel like my Olympic moment, my final competition, my goal race. I want each hug I give my kids to feel like birthdays, Christmas and every holiday they know all rolled into one. I want my family to feel safe and secure like my favourite handmade quilt.

What’s one dumb thing you used to believe in?
I used to believe I couldn’t make mistakes. I used to believe that it was painful and embarrassing to make mistakes in front of others. I used to believe there was no greater hurt than being laughed at, ridiculed, than being a joke. I used to believe other people actually cared about my mistakes, or even worse, that they didn’t make their own. I used to believe mistakes were failures. I used to believe they were un-fixable. I used to believe there were no do-overs, no fresh starts.

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