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chill

2012-01-26T00:42:00.000-05:00

Sometimes I fly off the handle...not crazy off the handle but it definitely hits the fan...I usually internalize my stuff but sometimes I will give warning to my company before it gets too hot.

Myles is almost my exact match but a little more dramatic (in my opinion don't ask my husband for his though). Let's talk about our ability to go from a 2 to a 10 on the "losing my cool as a cucumber status" scale if you get us at the right moment.

Explosions happen sometimes.

I'm ok with this for the most part-everyone should have a right to express their feelings right?

We have a few things that we remind him of before and in the midst of his explosions and the techniques that I try to incorporate into my everyday living also (shameless):

1. It's ok to get mad just remember to respect other people- aka don't hurt anyone and this includes yourself...we never tell them not to cry but often ask the question if the issue at hand is really worth all the tears (once the moment has almost past of course).

2. Control- "Please control yourself brother!" I have observed in my life and the lives of others that I've grown with that an angry man with no composure is a war waiting to happen while an angry man with composure is a passionate man on the brink of great things. (I wonder if I practiced more if Mrs. Wing would consider me as one of her writers? #random)

3. Breathe I would have to say I learned this from Poko breathing is our version of the "Hug a monkey hug him tight, hug him til you feel alright!" This might be wrong on our side as I am not the best at reading on parenting techniques for rearing children but will not hesitate to admit I have learned a thing or two (or three) from some good children's animation (thanks @kidscbc). My kids are encouraged not to tell us their take on things until they catch their breath or can take at least three huge breathes without choking on their saliva, snot and or tears.

I've been reading my past posts and they seem pretty "outside looking in-ish" when it comes to my family, the behaviour of my kids and my relationships- but honestly we're just doing us and I try to write from a place of appreciation and gain some perspective from all of our lives together. More specifically- what you read is the whole truth but not our entire experience. Parts of random weeks which consist of random days that are composed of random moments ;).

I try to get these times down in front of me as a point of reference or better a memory in script that I can look back on and really build on for the future.

So earlier this week I was in the living room at our place with 2/3 children and I promise I must have cleaned up the same toys in the span of 15 minutes about 7 times.

Me: "Honestly, brother!...I'm about to get really grumpy...like really grumpy...I keep picking up this stuff because I can't walk anywhere and I'm going to hurt myself. I know you and Salome are ok with this- but man!- I'm gonna get mad or get hurt can we please just keep the stuff in the box if we are not going to play with it?- like you do in school?...I'm about to lose it Myles..." (exasperated)

Myles: "It's ok if you get mad Mom, I can understand that. Just remember to always be yourself!" (kisses me on face)

Sweetheart right?- you're exactly correct and his empathy sleighed my dragon yesterday- I'm not sure if it was a bad attitude I picked up on the way home from work or me just being over tired or something?...anything?

What I really wanted was for them to pick up the stuff but I got a dose of my own medicine and once again I have been successfully rebuked by my kids and put in my "proverbial" place.

(the end of the illustration is I shut up and stubbed my toe twice before banishing them to the boys' room)

I'm learning (often the hard way) that it is so super duper important to chill sometimes and am continually being encouraged all the more to fill my kids and just my life and the things that i commit my heart to with good things. At the end of the day when the squeeze is put on us the only thing that is going to come out is what we have stored up inside.

CJ

Peanut Butter Brilliant

2012-01-18T22:45:00.004-05:00

He's an intellect- an avid chatterbox and his listening skills appear on a somewhat voluntary basis but some how he never seems to miss a beat.

He finds great delight in using big words that he is convinced he understands the meaning of and as many words as possible in a breathe. As of late he's taken a liking to the words "awkward", "explaining" and the term "actually" both in and out of context.

Me: "What do you want for lunch Myles, peanut butter and jam?"

Myles: "Actually I would like to have just peanut butter on two halves and then two halves with just jam only!"

Me: "OK, so I think you wont eat 4 halves so I will give you two halves with what you asked for."

voice from kitchen "We're out of bread!"

Me: "OK, there is no bread Myles."

Myles: "OK then that's easy I will just have jam and cream cheese on my sandwich!"

Me: "What?"

One of his favourite cartoons to catch on the fly is anything Charlie Brown "because they are just so serious Mom!".

We chatted with one of his teachers at an interview and we asked how he was doing and she said sometimes she felt like he didn't belong there, she sees the kids busy working away in class and thinks to herself this kid belongs on a street corner somewhere playing a saxophone...and this is just naturally Myles. (Mom he is doing well, don't worry!)

He's a beautiful thing- when I consider his attitude and uniqueness.

He tells me he will be an inventor, a singer or something like a painter or an author when he grows up. He actually referred to the roles he has interests in as "Community Helpers" and when he did at age 4 although they probably learned the term in school...he turned something on, on the inside of me.

He's a lover of fashion and swears off of the colour pink but tells me he will wear it anyway because "it looks good on me!" (smh).

He wears ties all of the time- at home even with t-shirts because he knows what he likes.

He makes my day, like everyday.

I'm learning to savour the flavour of my little giftlings and just really cultivate an attitude of thankfulness for and towards them.

I'm not sure where he gets it from...(hopefully me) but I highly doubt it- I'm still chasing that kind of cool...

CJ

And a note of thanks for the works, life and sacrifice of the late great Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. who was celebrated globally this week- You inspire me!

Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.

Martin Luther King, Jr.

How will you live this quote for you and inspire it in the little ones in your circles?

MID WEEK CONFESSIONS

2012-01-11T00:27:00.017-05:00

I saw this feature on a few blogs that I dig and I honestly had to get in on it:

#1- I never run for the bus and although at times I have been known to walk quite briskly I only do so when I make firm eye contact with the driver and I can pull off an authentic limp...bad right?

I have never been left by a driver with this technique but am saying it out loud as to hopefully force myself out of performing this downright trickery again.

I will admit that this act in a way always feels a little liberating to me at times (smh). I feel like I am taking one for the team of people I have seen left in not so mad rushes when it would have been ok at least in my simple opinion to just hold the doors open a few seconds longer.

Me = "Robin of the Hood" Scarborough Edition?

(Please don't get me wrong in this I am a #ttc enthusiast I have two Uncles on the force)
;)

#2- This Tuesday in almost a panic to not miss my bus I noticed that I was out of time and couldn't throw together a half decent lunch so I grabbed an entire box of cereal and jammed it into my bag (backpack)- with a spoon and a very plastic bowl as an instant meal plan.

Makes sense right?-I'd eat cereal all day-I've done it before and I'm sure my metabolism could use the break even if only for a day.

I got to work and kind of settled in and reached for my cereal. "I have no milk!" but in that same moment of time (here's #3) I felt absolutely no shame in using the 2% creamers that are usually stacked in abundance in our staff kitchen at the office that almost immediately came to mind (kinda makes you think I have done this before eh?).

For the record here comes confession #3b) I have done this once before but in my defence in case anyone from my job reads this- I use the same amount of milk in my cereal as I have seen individuals use in a coffee 6...yes 6...

His confession:
Buddy of mine walked by and saw the cereal on my desk and I told him that he was welcome to it if he was hungry he almost passed and started with (we can call this one #3 c) for me or #4) for the post) "I have no milk" and I was like "Honestly...fridge...creamers...same difference..."

I wondered if I had downgraded my "ratings" with him and he started to laugh and was like "I won't lie I have done it before too!".

#4- I was almost upset when I went to the fridge and there were no 2% creamers left but I figured it safe to assume where they all were and I have since settled in my heart that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and I can't hate on anybody for getting theirs on.

#5- My throat and eyeballs have been on fire for almost the entire week and I have straight up lied to everyone I have answered "I'm fine" too when asked "How are you doing?"

#6- Hoodies make me quite happy and although I have only watched the show a few times, if I ever became one of the hoarding people and I had a choice of the item I lived to capture, the things would be hoodies and it would be autumn all year long (fantasy hoarding much?)

#7- This New Year has caused me to think of my risk taking friends and family so far quite often- specifically who have moved across their countries or are in the process of doing so in pursuit of their dreams in the last couple of months.

@botanystudio, @sammypanama, @DENEKAdesignCo and Abbie- You inspire me and cause me and probably everyone around you to reach higher...you emanate greatness and in the back of my mind I hope that God translates my thoughts and excitement that are contained in my heart toward you to prayers and empowerment on your behalf because in the midst of all this confessing I have concluded that I definitely do not pray enough.

I feel better now #confession is definitely good for the soul!

CJ
@growinguptdot

p.s. I borrowed the awesome shot of the creamers from talkinghead.ca

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

2012-01-06T15:32:00.005-05:00

(A little late I know but I also know that you are a forgiving friend)

I honestly started four different posts for the New Year but none of them really felt right.

I was going to write about some of the New Years Resolutions I made.

Like my commitment to a gym and my first day there this week and the way they broke my mind, body, and soul- but I will probably do this a little farther down the road right now it still hurts too bad and has not become quite humorous yet.

I am nursing my first throat infection of the year and hoping to see no more for the remaining and as a result I am totally drained by the head aches, ear aches, chills and fever that accompany it. (I'm actually lying in bed at this moment so I decided to write)

I was so excited for the New Year and don't get me wrong I still am it's just the feet wetting ceremony for this year has been...YUCK!

One resolution I can share sanely right now is my commitment to Growing Up Toronto. I have desired that it be one of those amazing, consistent blogs that I faithfully follow like Sleeping is for Losers but right now with my family and the hats we wear- It's tough!

I want to blog so bad-(like really bad) but I am becoming accepting of the fact that it may not be like some of the other blogs out there (that I respect immensely) and I am learning to become OK with that.

So as I grow I look forward to a year of discovery, reinvention or maybe better put...finding my place in the Blogmosphere.

I've been so encouraged by people that dig the blog and are faithful to share and tell a friend about it so this actually brings me to another one of my resolutions.

I committed to being more thankful this year and really appreciating the people that are around me, that support and encourage me and be that same person to them.

I just wanted to say thanks for Growing with Us...I'm in it for the long-run!

Last thing, for the record and to once again maintain some of the random themes that run through this blog...my son Myles has a mean Dougie and I swore against Zumba when I registered for the gym but if I hear this track I may need to get in on that...(for the children of course!)

CJ

Myles on: "Jesus"

2011-12-30T08:04:00.017-05:00

A few weeks before Christmas, my son came to me in confidence at bedtime:

Myles: "Mom I just want you to know that I am a Christian but I don't think I can believe in Jesus anymore."

Me: "That's ok buddy you want to talk about it- you have questions?"

Myles: "I just can't believe in Him because I don't really think He can fly as fast as people say He can."

(I never once in my existence remember discussing with my son Jesus' flying abilities or speeds that He is capable of obtaining.)

Me: "Well Myles- about Jesus and flying...I'm not really sure He flies like you've heard He does either-I'm sure He could if He wanted too but I'm not sure that He is always zooming around everywhere."

Myles: "Like I know, it's just too fast!"

Me: "I think He may fly and stuff but I'm not sure how?"

Myles: "I mean Spiderman and those other superheroes I believe in them because I know they just kind of glide-but Jesus?"

Me: "Buddy, I honestly think that Jesus kinda glides too!"

Myles: "Mom, I'm ok with that, it makes more sense and I can believe in Jesus now!"

CJ

enjoy!

2011-12-25T00:01:00.004-05:00

Wishing you a Happy Holiday from our Family to Yours- Hope it's AMAZING!

Discovered this on a lady named Carleen's blog earlier this week- thought I'd share- I do believe it is a keeper!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

CJ

Silent Night?

2011-12-23T08:40:00.010-05:00

It's almost the holidays and this morning before school (day off for me YES!) we were writing a couple of cards for teachers and I was like:

"Shoot Myles! I forgot the card for your bus driver!"
(For the record-I actually had the card but I forgot to pick a little something up for her)

So I told Myles I would meet him at the bus stop after school and he could give her the surprise then.

Then I asked him what she likes or what he thought I should grab.

Me: "Giftcard?"

Myles: "No, she actually likes silence".

I wanted to laugh out loud but instead I inquired further.

Me: "Well I can't get her silence Myles so you have to try to think of something to give that she may enjoy- or I can just decide!"

Myles: "OK Mom lets get her those things that go over her ears."

Me: "To keep her warm like ear muffs?"

Myles: "No not to go on her ears to go in her ears- What are they called Aidan?"

Aidan: "Earplugs!'

Insert my amused glance here _______.

Aidan: "She actually really does like quiet and silence the most Mom, we shoud get it for her." (She was also Aidan's bus driver in the past so this was indeed a legitimate #cosign)

These kids were straight serious so I hesitantly stopped asking questions-it was time to leave for school.

I really should have asked them where to get it or what it looked like but I'm sure it would be all sold out by now it is December 23..

I'm thankful for hilarious and oh so thoughtful children in this season-I'm sure they will be great men of sincerity and gift giving one day and this is important.

CJ

Easy Christmas (a poem)

2011-12-22T00:35:00.012-05:00

take a moment to forgive
and skip long lines

pass on short tempers
and our daily grinds

take time to remember
frigid winters
-late December

wonder at the majesty
and peace there is to see

Feast?
-yes feast
and give like you've never given

Sing?
-yes sing
the song your soul has written

Love?
-yes love
like no other
without measure

Indulge?
-yes indulge
in His being
and His pleasure

believe in the smiles
of all the children in the world
red and yellow
black and white
the boys and the girls

hope for their peace
sincerity less the peril

manifest a silent night
pen for them a new carol

bless and empower them to love
and love deeply

Free?
-yes free them
to breathe
and breathe easy

CJ

I'll kick my own butt thanks!

2011-12-16T08:55:00.003-05:00

I have this kid- and he is a heck of a kid- I actually have 3 but we are talking about the big one right now.

He tells me he will play professional sports when he grows up.

He tells me he will never have a wife.

He tells me he will live with me and Daddy forever.

He tells me he will have children but they will be adopted and the first one will be a boy about 5 years old.

He speaks most times when he is almost certain of what he is saying and communicates mostly in facts.

When he asks questions they flow like the milk your mother told you to never cry over and when they start they cannot be dammed- and all with purpose and only asked to people that he decides he can trust.

He amazes me.

He has played soccer for 4 years now and this is our first winter totally out of it. Just because life changes and schedules and circumstances have not always been the same we have had to find other things to do- but he still believes and has his drive.

The past few months his eyes have been opened to the wonderful world of Hockey and Folk Dancing.

He recently told me that it was ok that he wasn't in soccer because if his soccer career didn't work out he was going to play hockey because it was just as good a match- I told him he was awesome and he asked if we could sign up right away-

We thought it would be a good decision to learn to skate first.
(This is definitely a work in progress)

Life and schedules tried to kick my son's tail and he didn't cry or mope. He found something that would work better from his point of view- I wish I could bottle his resiliency and keep it for myself and maybe on a kind day put some up for sale.

Courage? Innocence? Passion? or just a thing of childlike faith?

This thing that disregards situations and circumstances- zones in on the possibilities and windows of opportunity, decides on the positive and just goes for it.

I let him know he may not be the "first best" or "second best" or even the "last best" on his team if he starts house league next year- he said it was alright he would catch up and just practice more.

I'm gonna try to be more like him- honestly I have a kid that lets no one but himself "whoop him" and this makes perfectly perfect sense to me and I am grateful.

signed an aspiring copy cat learning to consider forever as higher than the moment,
CJ

those are my two other lazy boned kids-lol...they just wanted to wear the skates and chat!

(I said folk dancing right?- he doesn't talk about it much but I know he digs it!)

...

2011-10-27T08:50:00.003-04:00

I have successfully encountered one of those seasons of life that consume a lot of time, generate many words, emotions, and feelings-I will be gone for a bit-but will be back hopefully sooner than later!

CJ

One of Our Summer Projects-#familyaffair

2011-08-30T02:15:00.002-04:00

CAUTION-it's pretty random!

2011-08-21T22:06:00.010-04:00

I'm writing this at the end of my weekend hoping in my heart that Sunday would stay a little longer-I just need some more weekend in my life. (So beat this morning we and the children even skipped Sunday School aka Kids Church-had to get that off my chest ;) )

I once listened to the song at the end of this post on repeat over 15 times in my car (not idling though)- rookie? I know I should have went hard and made a day of it.....this sums up the life and times of......ME these days.

If I said I felt like a chicken with my head cut off I would be lying-it's more than that but i"m not sure how to put it.....TO DO LISTS, questions, work, other wheels we are trying to get turning...

Is she complaining????? I would like to take a moment to assure you that I wouldn't have it any other way with the exception of a couple days off every few weeks ;).

All that to say this-Life is what you make it-and I'm still stuck on my decision do just that- MAKE IT!

I've learned again this summer that the things that are important in life are the ones we hold dearest, the desires of our heart and getting your call.

Getting your call means (at least to me) going for that thing in your heart you continually dream of, desiring the pleasurable, committing to the seemingly impossible and taking it.

This post is short and possibly not the sweetest and may sound like something I probably expressed before but- "we're still doing it."

I'm embracing the balance of this summer and looking forward to my favourite season that is right around the corner-A season of beauty, change and thankfully less heat.

I will hopefully have some real cool stuff to share this Fall as we continue www.GROWINGUPTORONTO.com

CJ

Cool as a cucumber?

2011-07-20T23:22:00.006-04:00

"Not I!"

It's 11:30 at night and I am up in my hot apartment sweating buckets about to conquer some sushi rice because my kids have been at camp for the week and are repulsed by the thought of another sandwich. It's hot like really hot and I am not complaining #justsaying....and saying out loud!

Please enjoy this music to melt to and don't forget to stay cool!

Good night and good day there is a cucumber calling my name and I am ready to take some notes from it.

THIS HAS BEEN ANOTHER RANDOM RANT BROUGHT TO YOU BY ME!

Weather Forecast: Toronto, Ontario - The Weather Network

Happy Heatwave Toronto!
CJ

note to aspiring bad guys: USE BANANAS!

2011-07-18T11:53:00.005-04:00

Eighties! Eighties! Eighties! enjoying some good NOT old fashioned summer time jams hope you enjoy!

Happy Monday and stay cool!

CJ

FREE MOVIES ALL SUMMER LONG!

2011-07-15T14:09:00.005-04:00

Downsview Park hosts free movies all summer long for children and their families....we were regulars last summer and will probably get back into the regular swing of things next week.

Tonight is "How To Train Your Dragon"..."OUTDOOR-FREENESS" could you plan a better Movie Night?

Sure beats the drive-in I used to know! :)

DOWNSVIEW PARK INFO AND DIRECTIONS

SUMMER VIBES

2011-07-07T13:11:00.011-04:00

Toronto is full of places and free things to do this summer-here is a list of the places we frequent...you can click on the place names for access to attraction sites!

WOODBINE BEACH- park, splash pad, sports field and skatepark

Scarborough Bluffs-a good place to scare seagulls, find cool rocks and walk along the beach we have actually taken a kite (big shout out to Dollarama)

Lionel's Farm- Love this place admission is free or you can leave a donation on the way out- You can take your own veggies and bread to feed the bottomless pit petting zoo animals-take a hat and some sunscreen there is little to no shade available

KidsTown-It can be classed as a splash pad I guess it's free but tons of space to run and get wet, slides, giant bucket and climbing apparatuses-me and my boys have also got some pretty good seagull action here

Paradise Playground-Kids go crazy here- you may want to call ahead for rates and hours it varies by the day. This is usually our rain date destination right in the heart of Flemingdon Park. (this is an indoor destination although there is a park and splash pad right outside)

Toronto Public Library- Find one near you alot of them have great programs going on all summer long-still may be time to get in on a good summer reading program

Toronto Trails Directory-we usually run wild through the woods of Morningside Park there is also a nice stream there with lots of rocks-we actually saw a huge turtle last week and the splash pad and playground is good for kids of all ages

Toronto Pool Directory-
Derek the husband man suggests Heron Park-rumor has it they also have a tube slide

Toronto Spray and Splash Pad Directory- our most favourite one in the city is at Eastview Jr. Public School-we actually had Salome's first birthday party there! So quiet and almost secluded it was awesome.

Toronto Wading Pool Directory-we favour Thompson Park- they have a huge park and two wading pools good sun-bring a blanket a packed lunch and lots of drinking water-hands down one of our favourite spots in the city.

Harbourfront Centre-
One of my favouritest places in the city-and the kids like to come too! Canoe Rides in the summer season, boat watching on the harbour and always something to captivate us! May I suggest the Island Soul Festival July 29th-August 1 we had a blast last year.

Sibbalds Point- Lake you can swim in, Sandy beach, Kawartha Ice Cream-nuff said! BRING SAND TOYS!

Ontario Place-wear running shoes because you are definitely going to walk-our suggestion is packed lunches for all of these destinations

Some other suggested spots that are available around the city-my kids have never been but I have only heard good things about!

Riverdale Farm

Skating-actually have taken my kids but never in the summer Myles and Aidan wanted nothing to do with it because they got helmets but no sticks or pucks

Cedar Park Resort- We have never been but I checked out the website and looks like its a good place for a nice laid back sunny day!

ROM (Royal Ontario Museum)- free admission Wednesday after 3:30 pm

AGO- Art Gallery of Ontario- free admission to collection galleries every Wednesday from 6-830

HAPPY CANADA DAY!

2011-07-01T23:59:00.001-04:00

KIDS WE DIG!

2011-06-21T07:46:00.002-04:00

A very dear friend of mine has an even dearer neice her name is Gabby and this is a video that she and her buddy Gavin are stars in which I assume their parents helped them with a weeeeeeee bit ....they are amazing! Take a peek!

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Left Hands Are Overrated!

I love it!

summer

2011-06-10T23:18:00.015-04:00

I am excited to see you
and glad to finally meet you again
and
again
and
again...

I do believe you are one of His best ideas
Your heat, heating the way it's heating
and wind blowing the way it's blowing
you have come as my perfect match-

we soccer,
we swim,
we playground,
we run wild out of doors
and out of order...

CJ

Every Button Has a Door

2011-03-10T21:02:00.006-05:00

Every button has a door
Which opens wide to let him in;
But when he rolls upon the floor,
Because he's tired of where he's been
And we can't find him anymore,
We use a pin

by Dorothy Aldis

I got a challenge the other day and it was to write a poem using the first line of the above written by Dorothy Aldis...

The given poem to me is lovely, heartwarming, and very creative-I never much imagined a button as a tired little man that was finished with being continually pulled and worked.

Giving lifeless things personality and breath always seem to intrigue me.

I took my shot at it today but I have probably butchered it....I will most likely try again tomorrow glad I have until May :)

Every button has a door.
Every ceiling has a floor.
Almost every chicken
lays great eggs

Anything less,
Would be less;
I guess.

A shiny button without a door?
Just a pretty trinket
Fit for a drawer

And a ceiling,
A ceiling without a floor?
Would be a misplaced wall-
that's it
no more.

And to the chicken
that lacks a great egg-
We'd probably all call her
Sunday Dinner instead.

CJ

FOUND!

2011-03-10T20:23:00.008-05:00

This is the illustration that we won last year from the Munsch At Home contest for our story "Myles the Rockstar".

I had it in an unzippable zip file who's code I gave up on cracking but just found it online today at www.thestar.com .

Better late then never?

MYLES THE ROCKSTAR
by Myles, Aidan and Christine Jordan

My family sings songs
We sing songs all day long.

Funky flowing folk music jazzy enough to make you rock
That’s the song my family sings and I don’t think we’ll ever stop.

Dad makes funky beats and raps his songs.
I love to groove to his music
And break-a-break-a-breakdance on the ground.

Mom flows slow songs – not everyone hears
Her words are like quiet whisssssssperrrrs
And feel good in my ears.

Aidan sings “en francais” folk songs he learned in school.
He chants, “Bonjour les amis” - I think it’s really cool.
He claps out the time and hums the melodies;
And he teaches French songs to me.

My baby sister Salome she rolls around and sings,
With the catchy shaky shaky tune her wrist rattle brings.
She “gooooooos” and she “gaahhhhs”
She’s my little jazz queen.

I’m Myles the rockstar, my songs mostly loud.
I beat on my drums – my voice makes me proud.
I don’t know all the words – that’s why I make up my own
I scream “BooLaLaSenahSenah” in my orange microphone.

Funky flowing folk music jazzy enough to make you rock that’s the song my family sings and I don’t think we’ll ever stop.

My family sings songs
We Sings songs all day long.

CJ

another love song...

2011-02-21T22:22:00.002-05:00

...words to live by...Happy Family Day!

what's yours?

CJ

Don't forget the lyrics Boyeeeeeeeeeeeee!

2011-02-09T22:44:00.011-05:00

Over the years I have realized that I have an amazing ability to procrastinate...maybe not that word...I am more of a putting things off-er.

More times then not this poem comes to my mind when attempting to teach my children the dangers of slothfulness and too much revelling (lost you yet?).

In Elementary School my teacher Mrs. LeBlanc taught us this poem.

I should actually say she strongly impressed it upon us to learn the words inside out and even had time in class ascribing it in our notebooks, reciting it after O'Canada and The Lord's Prayer in the morning-it was something looking back now that seemed very important to her and something she wanted us to get.

I remembered all the words through grade school but forgot them as I grew older...for the past two weeks I have had moments where I have absolutely racked my brains trying to remember the words-and denied the instant satisfaction of a quick Google fix.

Tonight I gave in...

The Ant And The Cricket
Anonymous

A silly young cricket, accustomed to sing
Through the warm, sunny months of gay summer and spring,
Began to complain, when he found that at home
His cupboard was empty and winter was come.
Not a crumb to be found
On the snow-covered ground;
Not a flower could he see,
Not a leaf on a tree.

“Oh, what will become,” says the cricket, “of me?”
At last by starvation and famine made bold,
All dripping with wet and all trembling with cold,
Away he set off to a miserly ant
To see if, to keep him alive, he would grant
Him shelter from rain.
A mouthful of grain
He wished only to borrow,
He’d repay it to-morrow;
If not helped, he must die of starvation and sorrow.

Says the ant to the cricket: “I’m your servant and friend,
But we ants never borrow, we ants never lend.
Pray tell me, dear sir, did you lay nothing by
When the weather was warm?” Said the cricket, “Not I.
My heart was so light
That I sang day and night,
For all nature looked gay.”
“You sang, sir, you say?
Go then,” said the ant, “and sing winter away.”

Thus ending, he hastily lifted the wicket
And out of the door turned the poor little cricket.
Though this is a fable, the moral is good—
If you live without work, you must live without food.

I don't ever want to be a Cricket or a Corky for that matter...(If you don't know who the lady in the picture is this last note probably confused you a bit-sorry!)

CJ

pro·cras·ti·nate (pr-krst-nt, pr-)
-To put off doing something, especially out of habitual carelessness or laziness.
-To postpone or delay needlessly

Dirty?

2011-02-02T16:59:00.008-05:00

Wednesday we were doing a grocery store run after work, trucking home and I realized that I forgot to remember milk. So we made one last stop at Macs.

I ran in grabbed a bag of milk (paid for it of course)then shot back out to the car sat down and grabbed a quick look at my driver and in the back seat at 2/3 sleeping children and one wide eyed Big Six.

Driver runs back into store for a stamp.

Big Boy begins to chat with me...

Aidan: "What's that?"

Me: "Milk."

Aidan: "Why is it purple then?"

Me: "Because it's a different kind, like Vanessa's milk." (Vanessa is my youngest sister who drinks 1% milk-she has a 5 year old that she does not nurse...although if she decied to to do that there would be nothing wrong with that-)

Aidan: I don't like Vanessa's milk; I like cow's milk!

Me: What? (turning around to face the kid again) What do you mean you don't like Vanessa's milk?

Aidan: I don't like Vanessa's milk I like cow's milk!

Me: What are you talking about Aidan?

Aidan: "Ewwwwwwww I don't like Vanessa's milk I like cow's milk!"

Me: "Is that a joke Aidan?

Me: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

Me: "What are you talking about Aidan?"

(me now thinking to myself...he's a boy...is that a joke?....is that a breast joke? or a breast milk joke? or ummmmmmmmmm?????)

Me: "What are you talking about Aidan?"

Aidan: "It's ok Mom forget it?"

Me: "No problem!"

And then my conclusion:

What the heck just happened?

CJ

BLAST OFF?

2011-01-30T23:27:00.004-05:00

Yesterday I bought a CD. A compilation of classics that are near and soooo dear to my heart.

First play it seemingly soothed my sanity chasing children...(they are actually really good little muppets but that's just how it feels sometimes..."woe is Me right?")

I think these (my little humans) are the reasons I am not as serious and grown up as I should be at times...but amazingly in the same instance the people who awaken change and perseverance in me and cause me to continually evolve.

"MAN, LOVE CHANGES THINGS!"

Anyway-Myles picked an immediate favourite from the over 17 songs on deck...he tells me it is a special song though, it's not a tune that you can just play at anytime..."it's nice and I wouldn't like to live on the moon...I would miss you Mom and it kind of makes me tired!"

I find it unstrange that I am listening to this song right now actually on repeat trying to hear what they hear.

At the risk of sounding crazier then this whole random post is becoming...it's a pretty deep pick!

Thought I would also include MY all-time favourite moon song which myself and the Jordan Boys have affectionatley remixed...

After the review of my last two musical submissions I would just like to say that I am confident that if Myles goes to the moon anytime soon I may very well be his first round draft pick (sorry Derek) and am quite thankful that he sides with Ernie at this time in his life and I still have a few more minutes until he decides to jump on Frank's team (insert extremely deep breathe here ________!)

Can I get an Amen?

CJ

2010-11-10T21:25:00.003-05:00

Taking some time out these next few days to remember my Grandad who passed away last year this time. Not really fitting for the regular blog posts I guess but in my heart and minds eye all a part of the way we grow.

He loved words, reading, poems, short pithy statements and getting lost in a good book. He was silent a lot but at all times to me inspiring and his actions spoke louder then any word could ever speak.

I heard a lady who turned I think 105 recite this a couple of weeks ago and for a moment or two I was back on my Grandad's couch and it was almost like we were together again...

A Psalm of Life

Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, - act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us then be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
1807-1882

For those moments...

2010-11-01T21:22:00.006-04:00

Myles: my love lepends on you right mom?

Me: pardon?

Myles: my love lepends on you and your love depends on me...is that right mom?

Me: that's right Myles!

Myles: What does that mean then?

Me: It means that we can't love each other without each other and our love is very important.

Brilliant explanation if I do say so myself and although in that moment it didn't make that much sense- I'm learning every day to catch the heart in matters...counting it one of the highest privileges in life to be trusted with their beautiful lives...glad we go so good together!

One of my new favourite songs for this lifetime...sweet dreaming!

http://www.theforeignexchangemusic.com/

CJ

A Lesson in Laundry....

2010-08-22T07:50:00.005-04:00

I remember on many occasions growing up and my mother doing laundry and finding stuff in the wash. She would find hair ties, rubber bands, Kleenex, all kinds of very necessary products falling into the mix of what we knew as laundry. The most memorable items I remember her finding was a tube of lipstick (remember those?) and on another occasion a bottle of my middle sister now turned diva/professional foot care nurse's nail polish. Both of the items submitted caused quite the uproar in our little apartment. Clothes Ruined-to say the least.

I remember her complaining to my Nana about the messes made and my Nana saying- "I told you Barbara you must always turn the pockets of the clothes inside out!" It wouldn't be enough to say check the pockets before you started the load it had to be more intricate then this----hence the term "turn them inside out!"

Simple rules that were only sometimes adhered to....why? Maybe because they were coming from Nana and my mom was a self proclaimed know it all like her succeeding daughter and father before her and all of his children!

Or maybe it was because she always told us to make sure we empty our pockets before we put them in the hamper and my mother was skillfully crafting a rulebook of her own. One that was about self empowerment and getting her children to work!!!!

So we lost some garments, lost some change, and had SOME secrets found out because of laundered items-But for the most part my Mother's laundering method was semi-successful.

So why I am writing about Laundry? I've been up since five and have realized that this is a good time for me to do some chores and maybe write a bit. So I am in the Laundromat as we speak and I have learned the lesson my mother had too many years back. Today I pulled out of the washer 1 tube of chap stick, 1 wrapped fortune cookie, about a tablespoon of sand (swear that should have disappeared with the dirty water...but then again there was probably a ton in there), a kid sized "Michael Jackson" type looking glove with the fingers cut off (this would be a random find in some households I was mildly surprised when I found it!)

All that to say this-I am glad I had my boys first and they use chap stick instead of lipstick, their sleeves instead of tissue paper but I really hope they trade their fortune cookies for some fortune I could handle a little spare change in my life every now and again.

Today I have chosen the lesson of my Nan instead of that of my Mom (sorry). I will always turn the pockets inside out and never clue my kids into checking their pants before throwing them into the wash....why? I feel in some way that although it made more work for my Nana raising six kids and turning all those pockets inside out week after week. I kind of think in some way it gave her the upper hand and provided great insight into the lives of her children in their growing years.

Just a thought! ;)

CJ

BACK!

2010-07-10T09:17:00.008-04:00

This cow is from Budapest if I am not mistaken but there were many similar ones in Toronto steaming this week. It was sooooo hot! I referred to myself on at least one occasion as a melting Popsicle. Why????? because I was sticky, sweaty, and very un-treat-like (don't really have a comparison for the stick up the backside-although I had the opportunity to gaze upon at least one commuter that acted as such but I would credit their randomness and irritability to the weather outside) Sooo hot to say the least!

But now we weekend and make our way back into blog land.

I assumed that after returning to work in May I would get into a "regular swing of things" come back, be functional and relatively scheduable? But guess what...can't do it...At times I feel like between work, kids, extra curricular activities and moonlighting...being a parent is the most challenging role in the world if you are committed to giving it your all!

All this craziness and running around at times like a chicken with my head cut offness is growing on me and as I continue to grow with my family I am convinced that some of our experiences are worth sharing (even if it is only for you Mom!).

This summer has been quite the trip so far but it is just about to get hotter and more action packed because Myles, Aidan and their Mom have decided such...so here we go....again!

Thanks for coming back and forgiving my tardiness!

CJ

DRIVEN TO TWEET?

2010-05-16T09:30:00.011-04:00

SO I have been trying to enjoy my hiatus but......I need to write....Like really!

I experienced an extremely stressful situation this week and I almost internalized the whole altercation and then I decided to tweet...Not for anybody to read just so I could get it off my chest! (Also a bit alarmed it is easier in my house to find an online electrical gadget than it is to find a pen and paper????

my tweet:
#parenting its my job as a parent to get on you in public if I see you blatantly disrespecting any of my children whether they came from me or not!

I won't get into what happened or who I was totally cheesed at (it still gets me pretty hot to just think about it!) but saying it aloud helped me to breathe.

Because of the nature of my expression in the previous tweet I had to post it with "Twit Longer"

Other tweets that followed that day:

Just about reached my boiling point-now what to do with all this hot water?
9:38 AM May 12th via UberTwitter

@iamliya making some tea....
9:48 AM May 12th via web in reply to iamliya

Writing-this should keep me busy for a while-PEACE!
8:57 PM May 13th via UberTwitter

I have realized and looking back over my life at least since the time I had been introduced to wax, lead and ink...literacy has meant a great deal to me. Because of my recent embrace of Twitter, I played with the idea of being addicted to social media...but that's not it. Writing is a means of communication, therapy(?) maybe best said over the past 25 years it has become quite the creative outlet and a kind of salvation to me----Let me explain using my experience briefly through the Scarborough Board of Education now known as the TDSB. ;)

When I was younger like kindergartenish it was printing captions on my scribbles (strangely I could read and print before I could draw a cloud ;))

Grade 1-3 my favourites were spelling dictations, comprehension activities and reading groups. (I LOVE LOVE LOVE Reading out loud even if no one is listening.)

Grade 4:
I remember my sweet teacher Mrs. Leblanc doing this intriguing dictionary drill during creative writing time that I adored-while we were writing if we needed help with a word we wanted for our work she would write it in like this thought cloud with everyone elses word so we could get the spelling, people in the class were able to offer suggestions as to the definitions and if we couldn't get it....we would have to look it up in the dictionary. I remember at this time that my longtime homey Uncle Sammy labelled me the walking dictionary and I was OK with it.

And ooh Speech Arts- I made it to the big stage in the gym at school and got to do my speech about the Berlin Wall with the pictures my Nana gave me from her visit.

I loved words---was not impressed when I got a larger then life OXFORD Dictionary from my Dad as a surprise that he said he had for me over the phone when he was gonna swing by for a visit. I was about 8-9 but I find it strange that he could see something in me that I couldn't (I guess that's what parents are for.)

Grade 5:
We studied Japan and I met my first Haiku and have been addicted to poetry ever since.

During public school I met Mr. Henderson I want to say it was around grade 4 and he stayed at the school a couple of years. He was best known for the rocking musicals he directed. But I remember him best for the stories he told at Library time. He told us the Folk tales of the nations....formally introduced me to Anansi and the Magic Orange Tree. From the stories that came from this man, I learned culture, fantasy, rhythm, timeless life lessons and at a time in my adolescence when it was some what needed I learned one of the healthiest forms of yes....escapism. He also put me on to Roald Dahl.

Really started hitting Creative reading around grade 4-6 during this time my grandmother introduced me C.S. Lewis and an uncle of mine to J.R.R Tolkien and I began to read and read and read...and then came grade 7 and these moments were almost gone-blocked out by Science and Geography and a much appreciated Canadian History focus.

During this time I took it upon myself to write-pursuing a great love of mine. What I wrote was strictly confined to a journal that I bought with an extremely flimsy lock on it. I poured my soul into that book and then someone found it, broke it and read it and chastised me about the stuff that I wrote (I was around 11), and the way that I pictured life. It was at this time I kind of stopped writing stuff on paper and started drowning myself in music.

I'd write down my thoughts in day planners that I kept on my person at all times and when I really had something to say or needed to get out I would flip it into lyrics and if anyone ever found it I was ready to defend what I wrote by saying it was just a song that I was working on (censored much?)

This went on all through 8th- Grade until I finished high school.

The highlight of my high school education was Phys. Ed, Morning Basketball Practice, After School Basketball games, Lunch at Harry's, English Class and my American History Class.

During this period I also read alot but don't think I ever finished a book outside of the various Shakespeare pieces I was assigned with the assistance of some borrowed but much coveted Coles notes.

I started a journal again when I was about 18 because I convinced my self that I could be responsible for guarding my books with my life. Been successful guarding them ever since but that's not to say people have not read them.

I am now compelled to put alot of the stuff that has been growing on the inside of me out.

These days I write. To-Do Lists, Grocery Lists, Cheques, Emails, my journal, my blog, stories for my kids, captions for their pictures and music lots of music.

I have always seen a story in my life. Like a book even....not quite sure what it would be about but it has always been a dream of mine since about the 3rd grade before I even knew what having a dream was.

Interesting? (at least it is for me at this moment in time-I think reflection is quite good for the soul)

And now to maintain the randomness of this blog:

a friend of mine was giving me a pep talk the other day about following dreams and potential and he shared an email forward with me...

Disclaimer: almost HOKEY as the word HOKEY itself I do not endorse or send email forwards with words of wisdom or subtle hints about having a happy/productive day EVER! At times I might take a quick skim over some received by family members in case they decide to talk about them when I see them next but as a rule I strive to survive FORWARD FREE....but here is the forward anyway:

A martial arts student approached his teacher with a question.

“I’d like to improve my knowledge of the martial arts. In addition to learning from you, I’d like to study with another teacher in order to learn another style. What do you think of this idea?”

“The hunter who chases two rabbits,” answered the master, “catches neither one.”

Thanks Z!

All that to say this.....I think it's about time some more of us arrested our dreams, like really focused in on that thing that has been stalking us our entire life and just get it or make a promise to yourself to start the pursuit of it sometime soon!

CJ

p.s. You might be like where the heck is this girl on twitter I follow growinguptdot! I have to profiles chrisjayonline is the one that is usually flooded with tweets mostly during TFC matches though!

Re TFC: I like to think that last night was our first victory of the season on the road (MLS wise) we tied 0-0 woooooooooohoooooo! (I wonder if it is strange that I refer to TFC as we???? must be a fan or something!)

2010-05-07T23:24:00.005-04:00

My return to work from this most interesting maternity leave is upon me.

I'm taking a couple weeks to unplug, regroup and maximize the free time I have with my little children and the daytime hours----how I love them.

I'll be back though as soon as I get back into the swing of things. (My guess is early June)

See you then!

CJ

Underdog: To push someone on a swing whilst going under them

2010-04-30T23:41:00.014-04:00

Have you ever given your kid an "Underdog"? I mean a really good one...made them go soaring into the sky?

I have and although I may look like an absolute clown doing it-I love it, when they call out for their Mommy and beg me to push them again and again and again...there are few greater feelings in the world!

Have you ever pushed a kid that couldn't really handle an underdog on a swing so you make it a rule to do a half job on it so he still gets the underdog experience without the impact...make a big fuss and act like you are out of breathe, rave to your boy child as he swings moderately in the air about how high he is going(knowing in reality that it is not really that high) and still have a chance to catch a funny glance from your big son swinging beside him like "good one Mom you really got the little dude fooled-he really thinks he's swinging" kind of experience?

So we went downtown today first to the Scott Mission to drop of some stuff off and then to Kensington Market and of course my kids stumbled upon the playground. We decided to have a bite at the park and then play.

While we were there I went for the underdog moment with Myles and as soon as I was done underdogging my second underdog of the day for him...I turned around looked at him then I kinda saw him start to shift, let go and then...Afro full of sand and him absolutely wailing and his little glasses laying beside his cute little body underneath the swing :( And guess what NO exaggeration there were many many many people in the park like more then 50 in earshot and at least 15 using Myles, Aidan and three other little people for their lunch time entertainment...and guess what I was doing (this all took place in less then 10 seconds- "WOW MYLES...THAT WAS A GOOD ONE, EH? LOOK HOW HIGH YOU ARE!"

I wasn't nervous about his safety- kind of embarrassed for the way it looked-but not afraid for two reasons:

1. I saw him fall - I actually thought he was going to land on his feet and stay up but he kind of did a little dip backward hence the head in the sand---then he started screaming "bloody murder". Aidan shot me this look like, "nice one Mom!" My Mom was actually there and as I stood and looked at him she yelled at me for all to hear even above his widdle big sobs, "What are you doing Christine! Pick him up or something!" Ya, it probably looked like I pushed too hard at this moment and I was a bit of an unfit mother, but I and now you know better then that. It was more the happening and not the hurt that caused the proceeding waterworks and orchestral accompaniment.

2. This isn't the first time this has happened -Yup, Aidan too! (I know I'm not sounding any better)and for the record when it happened with the big boy it was also another crowded park on a beautiful day with the fake underdog hype attached.

The rest of our time at the playground with my Super Myles was spent reassuring him that he was OK, not broken and brave enough to swing again.

He said he'd only get back on the swing "if it had a seat belt!"

I offered him the baby swing

He looked at me with the sweetest look of disgust I have ever experienced.

I got him on the big swing again and promised "I'll only push you softly like I push Salome (little sister)!"

He felt like proving his blossoming manhood and said, "Push me like you push Aidan (big brother)!"

I braced myself checked his seating, hoped a little hope and to all of the onlookers horror revved myself up for yet another underdog.

He swung a BIG swing, and this big swing was GRAND! ;)

CJ

p.s.

Stuff I learned about swings today:
-Swings are not always the funnest things to do on the playground
-Swings are still quite fun
-not all kids remember to hang on or sit tight
-Most kids bounce
-If there are lots of kids at the park play Tag...swings suck!
-At times I have mixed emotions about swings

Stuff I learned about life today:
-Swings and our experiences with them are in many ways just like life.

Addicted to Sunlight!

2010-04-20T00:44:00.014-04:00

Since the weather has been improving-like really improving---not "I am gonna play a horribly mean prank on all the school children and be warm one day and then snow the next day" kind of weather has seemingly disappeared---another one of my addictions has risen to the surface. I don't know if I can say addiction (yet) maybe it is just a slight fetish? nonetheless-I cannot stand being indoors!

I am not quite sure what it is I have this drive to be outside playing with my little garden of children....(think Mat Leave may be coming to an end soon...)

I have been working on a couple new stories ...(the main reason my blogging has been so scarce lately)the one that I have really been hitting will be entered into a children's writing contest this week so I will hopefully be able to share it with you soon-It's about Breakfast!

I really love blogging and living-I'll be glad when I come across the balance that allows the both of them to thrive together peacefully in this Wonderful World!(queue track)

suggested listening :)

I love, love, love this song my Grandad formally introduced me to Mr. Cliff via vcr and videotape (remember those?) back in ummmmmmmm I'd say 1988-89- Enjoy!

Here are a few pictures from our last trip downtown soaking up the beginning of Spring's glorious Sunlight:

Mr. Jimmy Cliff will actually be at Massey Hall July 19th, 2010 you can click here for more info

CJ

I have decided to get out more....Thanks TFC!

2010-04-14T02:10:00.007-04:00

Last week probably Thursday I decided that I needed to get out more so this Tuesday I decided to jump in feet first. I got a fan email update thingy to my inbox on Monday that said that TFC would be at First Canadian Place. Lately (since Salome's birth actually) I find myself going out to places that are not to far from my home or an open field in case I kinda start melting down even if there is another adult with me. Three kids have proven to be a bit of a challenge at times. Don't get me wrong though I'm saying it like it's them-I think it is just the unique blend of four different personalities, new surroundings and the random happenings and reactions of the universe and others therein.

So we get to the event-There are a handful of kids there and get this-half of the handful were ironically my own...we were greeted by the BMO Bear many, many, many, many, many, times but it was OK cause it killed the wait. It was amazing Aidan was so happy-Myles was quite impressed with the Toronto Sun Paper Girls and the music that was playing over the airways and Salome was good (she is an angel though) I got not a peep out of her she was even good when I passed her to at least 6 TFC Team Members for photos.....(what a good Mom!)

I wondered a few times how I was doing it? And what was up with Myles (he usually provides the most action when we are about) he didn't bolt , get lippy or anything he just kind of waited in line and absorbed the crowd-it was probably the crowd on second thought.

I like crowds! ;)

We were there about an hour and a half standing, chatting, photo-ing?...I got to catch up with two old friends although briefly and I'll let you know it made my day. One was overseeing security and the other was on the team--it was nice.

I would be lying if I told you that I didn't feel quite accomplished after completing the first part of my afternoon. I would also be lying if I said I did this with ease. After chatting with a few of the players I was walking away and I heard one of them say to another "Wow that must be hard-- three kids!" I pretended I couldn't hear and for the record I don't think half of the guys on the team are over 25(listen to me hey like I'm seasoned because I'm 30 now!). I took the comment as a compliment.

It's funny the way life changes so quickly-makes me better appreciate those kinds of Tuesdays and sweet moments with my fold.

After the signing was done I kind of took a step back and saw two of my adult friends in the same kind of area--I watched them for a bit doing the things they loved--the things that I have always known them to do/obsess about. It made me smile (I'm saying this at risk of sounding super sappy!)

Then I got the tug on my shirt-actually it was more like a violent pull! Myles' attempt to drag me back into an even realer reality then my midday pondering-my outing grace period was officially up and I heard all of Myles' pent up fever begin to come forth sort of like an exhale "Mom I gotta go poo and I'm hungry let's go!"

My usual response is "Chill out Myles!" or "RELAX kid!" but I just kind of looked at him and agreed. I stuck his furry hat back on his relatively fuzzy head (the boys are growing their hair again) and engaged in my beautiful little somethings that have become a huge fraction of my desire.

GET'EM GOOD THURSDAY BOYS!

That seemed like a nice way to end things but there was much more action to follow-Eaton Center, Nathan Phillip Square, A little bit of Queen West and a Park-all on NO nap for the walking stage children! Scary? at times but it was a good way to start my getting out more.

VOTE LEO! Vibe 98.5 Calgary's Cutest Kid Contest

2010-04-11T22:41:00.005-04:00

CLICK HERE TO VOTE Vibe 98.5 Calgary's Cutest Kid Contest

The adorable little cowboy to the left is my nephew Leo. He recently entered Calgary's Cutest Kid Contest (YUP-all on his own he is not only cute but brilliant too)the voting is on as you are reading this. I posted the above link because I knew you would want to take a couple seconds and give him a ten on the voting scale and get in on the game. The prizes are insane and it would be neat if they won! You can also check out some of the other cuties but don't forget to vote Leo! Heck why not vote from home, school or wherever you can log on---Appreciate it! ;)

CJ
(sooooo fun!)

Hey...

2010-04-11T11:35:00.008-04:00

I am working on a few new stories and was looking to build a sounding board of friends and followers...If you like this blog or loved 'Myles the Rockstar' and are interested in providing some feedback and opinions on some of my stuff currently in the works-please email me at:

growinguptoronto@gmail.com

Sincerely,
CJ

QUALITY PROGRAMMING!

2010-04-11T00:01:00.002-04:00

My apologies I have been caught up in a whole bunch of projects, deadlines and children! ;)

Enjoy the song that gives a pretty good summation of my last couple of weeks!
HAPPY SUNDAY!
CJ

p.s. Bram Rocks!

Our Eggs

2010-04-05T22:30:00.011-04:00

This Easter was fun-ny...I just stuck all the pics from the weekend on the computer and guess what? I have three children but managed to only get decent shots of one-Salome Noa my lil' momma! All the ones of the other two are blurs- I don't think they were still for more then three minutes Easter Sunday-Not sure how they do it!

I guess she is the child that will disprove the "by the time you get to the youngest kid you won't be bothered with taking pictures" theory.

Thanks for hanging out with me all day girlfriend (I'm talking like you had a choice-but none the less I appreciate it!)

CJ

Write about beauty?

2010-04-01T01:12:00.008-04:00

Recently I was asked to write a post for a series that Beautiful Images (a very local photography company) is running. It's name the 'Real Women Series' and since I am a real woman--I agreed.

I was not ready for what was to come next-my topic....write about beauty?

This is a topic that I know I have more then a few issues with. After some searching I confirmed my hypothesis but thankfully not without remedy-- I have a problem with confusing and associating "Beauty" with what's pretty, socially acceptable and or flattering.

So I have blogged about some of my findings and you can check them out by clicking the following link --if you have the time be sure to let me know what your thoughts are on the topic :)

BEAUTIFUL IMAGES

Thanks for the opportunity Gina!

CJ

STICKY DECISION

2010-03-26T00:17:00.000-04:00

My son Aidan recently turned 6. He is convinced he is a certified "big boy" now.

His new school requires him to catch a bus to and from our home school. On this very same bus, he met a boy, a boy his age but not his size, a very cute little guy that I think could still probably wear a size 3 top comfortably even though he is 4 going on 5 (if he is not 5 already!) DO NOT BE DECEIVED THE KID IS A GENIUS...I look forward to getting to know him better and them maybe even being "best friends" in the future :)

These kids have a good time on the bus. They share stories, exchange smuggled toys, engage in some deep conversation and recently I felt as though I was partially welcomed into their world. Aidan offered me some gum after getting off the bus he said it was the hot kind (I was thinking "YES, CINNAMON!") I told him I was down for some.

When I saw it-it was the kind of thing you could catch in a Little Rascals episode or better view on the back of a Garbage Pail Kid trading card (remember those? I used to be a collector!)

He literally dug it out of his winter jacket pocket-it was cinnamon gum, a trident stick probably (I don't know the brand-it was unwrapped). It was quite small and at closer glance it was actually a half of a piece of gum broken into yet two more halves that I should call quarters, and it was covered in "pocket waste" (not quite sure how else to say it)--the smaller portion even had a hair stuck to it(I got that piece). I took a look at it and as much as I wanted to delight with my son in the gift he had received I honestly had to tell him.

"Sorry man I can't eat it, it's really gross!It's like dirty and there is hair on it-where did you get it from?"

He said his pal's name and asked politely "Can I still eat it?" I cringed for a minute and then made a very controversial decision.

"If you want to eat it Sonny you can...You're a big boy it's up to you!"

He looked at me, gave me his little half grin and popped it in his mouth and began to chew (like a happy little calf would the first time she digested her first grass meal and tasted her cud).

I'm learning to let him grow up better without me always having my way and opinion-It'll only make him stronger...right? ;)

B-Zone Magazine

2010-03-25T00:01:00.000-04:00

Aidan brought a magazine home from school today. His little brother and big father were quite pleased that Hannah Montana graced the front page (they are huge Hoe Down Throw Down Fans!)--But he had a surprise inside.....'Myles the Rockstar!'....sooooo fun!

www.b-zone.ca

2010-03-24T00:01:00.003-04:00

My Grandad and Me

We are very different my Grandad and Me.
We don’t look quite the same
But fell from the same tree.

His skins ivory-
While my skin is brownish golden.

I’m quite the young lady-
Nana says he’s an old man!

Still my Grandad and me
Are like peas in a pod.

We love reading together
And playing in the yard.

He likes to catch fish-
And I scream when I see them!

I like to wear dresses-
And he loves to see me in them.

I am a princess-
And he is a king.

He is my hero
And I am his dream.

We are very different my Grandad and Me.

CJ

The 24th of March was to be my Grandfather's 78th birthday. He passed late last year and the farther I walk the more I realize how much of my heart he was. I miss him often, and my love, respect, and admiration grow for him daily. This is a poem I wrote about us a little while after he left. It makes me stronger. :)

I wish my teacher was a blogger...

2010-03-21T22:40:00.016-04:00

This is a fun picture that I always meant to share but kept forgetting too! This year Aidan started a new school and I have been more then impressed with what goes on at this place. My most impressive finding to date....teachers who blog about their class activities, random happenings and student life. This is a picture from one of the Grade 5 blogs--It's Aidan telling the story of 'Myles the Rockstar' He felt so special and was particularly smiley getting off the school bus that day.

"They asked me for my autograph Mom!"

I was like "Really?"

He was like "Ya!"

"How did it feel?"

"It felt really good, but I wanted to write Myles' name on their papers since the story is mostly about him!"

I love my innocent "little-big" now 6 year old.
He's awesome!

CJ

special message to my Mom to follow:

Hey Mom
You probably read this post and took in not one thing because your eyes were stuck on the hole in his pants...to answer your question of "Does he wear those pants to school?" that you asked a couple of months ago:
No he doesn't anymore-- but Yes, I did send your grandson to school in those knee less blue jeans. He actually wore them all winter long he had a few pairs with rips in the right knee in rotation.

It wasn't totally my fault he slides on his knees every time we are ANYWHERE indoors and there is no carpet on the floor! (he learned that lesson the hard way)

You can rest assured knowing he was never cold-he wore long underwear beneath them everyday except for this day because I knew that someone would be taking his picture and I am still not convinced that long johns are cool!

I only did it because I never learned to sew and all the iron-on patches were to small and only sold at that store that I have now officially boycotted!

Love you Mom---now read the actual blog part again!
Chris

2010-03-18T23:30:00.005-04:00

Check out 'Myles the Rockstar' in April's edition of Today's Parent (page 111 to be exact!)

I got my copies but that still didn't stop me from picking up one while waiting in line at Shoppers and taking a free peek--Good Times!

This whole experience has been a whole lot of fun!

CJ

Waldo & the Crew @ the Metro Zoo

2010-03-17T23:02:00.006-04:00

It was a beautiful day. There were kids running around eating popsicles, some in shorts and t-shirts? I even saw like 5 month old in a onesie and really light sweats....hmmmm?

My daughter is the yeti in the following pics-my son is the boy dressed like Waldo with the humongous scarf on and my nice niece Ava is the darling in the rad shades. That was the crew for the day. Aidan wasn't there he was at Pioneer Village with his camp-(lucky guy gets to hang out at the Y all week long-I need some of that sweat in my life these days!) The adult supervision provided was me, Auntie Jacquie and of course Nana.

I remember going to the zoo all the time as a kid for March Break with my Nana and Grandad and whomever else could squeeze into the car. I remember the free coupons we received in our report cards. I remember it was always being freezing cold and a few images come to mind when I think back, polar bears, long freezing cold walk up "that hill" and a wonderfully brisk day spent with my sisters and cousins.

I've grown a bit since then so the hill is not as big and for some reason in my eyes the polar bears have lost their splendor. I love the zoo please don't misundertand but all the animals seem a little tired these days--like literally. Maybe I have watched too much Madagascar or something because I am by no means an animal activist or rights person at all (yet), but their lives seemed a little dare I say--drab. I wonder if it has always been like this?

Did I say it was a beautiful day for the zoo. The kids really enjoyed themselves and enjoyed seeing all the water animals enjoy themselves. Most memorable animal of the day for me were the turtles all the "exciting" other animals were taking naps. Mom said it was probably because it was so warm?....All that to say this.

The kids had a blast. They enjoyed the creatures in a casual glancing kind of way and in a strange way to my delight were more concerned about each others company and entertainment as opposed to watching Booty the monkey scratch itself(I kid you not the monkeys we saw yesterday were named Booty, Poopy and Jemma).

I learned alot from them yesterday! (the kids)

"Take this for a rule, you may pick out such times and such companies, that you may make yourselves merrier,‥for 'tis the company and not the charge [expense] that makes the feast."

[1653 I. Walton Compleat Angler iii.]

I know it was not a feast, there was not much to be eaten besides the popsicles and ring pops, the cost was free because Nana paid (thanks again!) But being with almost everyone made the day grand.

Enjoy the rest of the month and try not to let all of your mature adult observations and opinions get in the way of a rockin' good time that can be had anywhere.

;)

CJ

p.s. Don't think I am making fun of Myles because I called him Waldo. In my opinion he is quite cool and everyone used to fight for his books when it used to rain and we were subjected to an indoor recess- just for the record.

Thanks for all the cool pictures Auntie Jacquie!

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It was almost a Horrible Day...

2010-03-10T12:06:00.015-05:00

I was up until almost 4 a.m. with my angelic daughter last night. I'll admit there were moments that almost brought me to tears. Was she screaming her head off? Was she uncomfortable with one of those baby type mysteries that are only solved with a burp from the face or butt? Absolutely none of the above she was just being Salome-Happy and looking for a nice long cuddle, some playtime and an after midnight snack. She never does this, so for some reason I decided to entertain.

And then the morning came-like the real morning not the "night morning" that I fell asleep in came. I heard my oldest having an almost heated discussion with Derek about his Sesame Bagel and Cream Cheese and he actually woke me and SALOME!

I got up to see what was going on, Derek told me to go back to bed. I went back to bed, Derek left to drop Aidan at the school bus and then..... Myles woke up in a puddle of urine--(argh!) Bed Wetting has a tendency to drive me relatively crazy when I am my normal "rested" self but when I am going on like 3 hours of sleep it is a devastator. So my back to bed lasted about 25 minutes. I got Myles into the shower and then my salvation arrived again. He told me to go back to bed.

I got into bed, thought I couldn't sleep then it happened--OUT COLD! woke up 2 hours later.

Derek was running out the door to grab Aidan from the school bus as I sauntered out to the living room to hang out with Myles and Salome. (Jesus please help me today!)

The TV was on (one of my pet peeves especially in the morning) I looked on the table and sure enough Myles' breakfast was sitting on the table-Whole wheat toast with salted butter and strawberry jam--this is a food that is undeniable to me and I cannot understand why any human would refuse it.

"Myles eat your toast."

"My Dad didn't do it right!"

"What do you mean he didn't do it right? It's perfect.--I'll have it!"

"No I want it but he didn't do it right I wanted jam on one piece and butter on the left piece!"

The morning almost got more confusing than it had to be. I told him to bring me the toast. I devoured it and in the midst of helping him, lost sight of Salome. She only really goes two places, the mailbox on the door to slap the crap out of the medal opening or to the recycling bin that is strategically placed almost in the middle of our kitchen floor. She is a rummager (not a word) of sorts I will admit. She loves to empty/dump stuff everywhere but you gotta love her!

I picked her up, placed her gently in the ExcerSaucer, took a deep breath and began picking up empty containers of water, cream cheese, ahh... who cares, I started picking up the garbage that we call recycling then the TV started playing my song.

This song! So Myles comes over to where I was, grabbed my hand and he started jumping up and down violently-so we danced some more. Then it ended. My day felt better and I decided that the eventfulness and loudness of the morning was going to be ok! So I opened up my browser, sat down to jot this little post and played this song at least 5 times over (and counting). To think it was almost a Horrible Day in my eyes. I wonder if there is any issue in life that a great song played at full blast can't almost remedy or at least medicate?

Looking forward to the rest of the day and believing that naptime will have a whole new definition.

CJ

thanks for the awesome OUTRO CBC KIDS!

30, and still so random?

2010-03-07T00:51:00.019-05:00

Every year around my birthday I am asked:

"So how does it feel to be ______ (insert age here)?"

Usually I say I feel the same but when I was asked yesterday after reaching the big 3-0!!!! I actually thought about the question...and my thoughts:

"I feel different--really different. A mixture of emotions and feelings a bit of depression, disillusionment, some wonder, lots of joy and a whole lot of reflection."(this seems like an interview with myself right now...hmmmmmmmmm?)

I've been told "30 is the new 20" and by my really close friends I've been welcomed to the "Dirty Thirties" all quite confusing for me and I wish I new what side to choose but I'll figure it out as I go.

It was to be the "future" by now I should have a flying car, food flavored capsules for breakfast, lunch and dinner and of course have one of those cool dresses that the charming Jetson ladies wore (mine was to be much like Judy's!)

But NO, NO, NO! the name of this game is reality and at times at least to the common person it may seem to suck a little-Why you ask?

~I have an Accord (nice ride but --it does not fly!)

~the closest I get to capsules for mealtimes is Slim-Fast bars (for the record I gave up on those years ago)

~"Fly" dresses?---6 out of 7 days of the week you can catch me in my standard wardrobe-jeans and a hoodie. (on second thought after my three lovely children I would probably opt for Mr. Spacely's wife's dress)

It's been a long run of a year with many downs and ups, at times it has felt like an unwelcome but much needed reality check-I am accepting it as a kind of passage into TRUE adulthood or something? I'm learning better to be thankful with my growing experiences, taking life one day at a time and enjoying it the best way I know how.

I'm almost sure I'm happy to be 30, thankful for my neat little children, my peace husband, my loving famillia, my wonderful friends, our health and future.

Don't know really what else to say sooooo....

THE END

CJ

I apologize if this is your first visit to the blog- I actually post some good stuff on here (at least I have been told) I just had to stick this post up because writing helps me breathe.

This song always takes me back ;)

The Sole Project-A Family Affair...

2010-03-02T00:20:00.009-05:00

You may remember back in February my post about a local organization Three Fold Ministries that I had come across through my local church that was running an initiative called “The Sole Project”. They were collecting lightly used shoes and clothing to send overseas to Haiti in response to the devastation that occurred after the earthquake in hopes to help out some of the people that were left in great need. I actually got a chance to converse with the Williamson-Bynoe Family-Robb, Sara, Caleb and Eden the people who are responsible for making this drive happen and I was ecstatic to find out that this project was indeed a family affair and an absolute labor of love.

What is the goal of the Sole Project?
Our vision is to shoe the shoeless using donated gently worn and new shoes. There are needs abroad and at home. Every city has people in need. People tend to need shoes in times of crisis. For example an abused woman will often leave her abuser with her children, a few belongings and the clothes on their backs - this happens in every town and city in Canada. We want to be able to respond to needs big and small.

How big is your organization?
We are a grass-roots organization. We consist of a husband and wife and two school-aged volunteers

How involved are your children?
They are really hands-on! When we did Phase I of our Haiti initiative, they were right there with us cleaning shoes, putting them in pairs and packaging them.

How important is it to you that your kids are a part of what you are doing?
Very important! We believe if our kids can learn early in life the value of servant hood, it is an essential heart-set that will benefit them in all their relationships throughout life. We teach our children that it is important to not only be concerned with their own needs, but also the needs of others.

Is there going to be a phase 2?
Yes. with the recent catastrophic earthquakes that have rocked the nation of Chile, this question, has been answered.

What would you tell parents/caregivers who are looking to follow a dream that seems bigger than themselves?
Do it! Refuse to do nothing. Time passes whether we take that step of faith or not. There is work that each of us is purposed to do that no one else can do---so go for it!

Where can people get in touch with you or learn more about what you are doing and keep current with what is going on?
We can be reached at www.threefoldministries.com

I wanted to thank The Williamson-Bynoe's for opening up such an amazing opportuntity to give. Robb and Sara's kids are home schooled and as part of their curriculum concerning the community Caleb and Eden are taught that some children are not as fortunate as they are but they do not need to feel helpless when they are faced with needs of their neighbors--The Sole Project is a hands on physical manifestation of the compassion and love that lives on the inside of this family.

Personally, it was life changing to be with my little guy Aidan in Clairlea Public School's parking lot loading up the shoes they had so generously gathered into the trunk of our car. There were little pink ones that Aidan said would fit his little sister and big basketball ones that would be much to big even for his Dad. And at that moment I kind of understood better the work the Williamson-Bynoe's are involved in.

CJ
www.growinguptoronto.com

A special Thank-You to Mrs. Hawkins' class for heading up the Clairlea Collections!

Music-Loving Momma - She's THAT Mom

2010-03-01T17:50:00.003-05:00

Check out our interview on UrbanMoms.ca:

She's THAT Mom: Music-Loving Momma - She's THAT Mom - Mom Without a Map | urbanmoms.ca

Thank You!

My Name is Salome

2010-02-27T23:32:00.016-05:00
My Name is Salo-ME

Not Salo-MAY

It's easy to say, just practice with me,

SA-LOW-ME!

Not close to Salami, nor Bologna- No Meat!

It's SA-LOW-ME

SA-LOW-ME,

simply put it means peace.

Now take a deep breath, and with me recite

SA-LOW-ME

--See you did alright!

My name is Salome and I'm in your class
and these are my friends Keicha, Siobhan and Atish.
(KEY-SHA, CHEVON, A-TESH)

CJ
www.growinguptoronto.com

Just a fun poem about the wonderful world of classroom attendance and a cute little kindergartner who has heard her mother say her name over and over and over again when introducing her at the park, grocery store and other random places.

If you like this piece please feel free to share it-all I ask is that you let people know where you got it from.

Still in Scarborough?

2010-02-25T09:19:00.015-05:00

A couple of days ago Myles and Aidan were colouring- I was in the room getting Salome ready and I could hear these two in some pretty intense conversation:

"Should there be three bedrooms or four Myles?"

"Four!"

"Where do you want yours?"

"Right There!"

"OK!"

So I come out to the living room because I am pretty interested to see what these guys are doing and it looks as though they decided to ditch the coloring books yet again and relieve the printer of all its reserves- nothing like fresh white paper!

"What are you doing guys?" I asked.

"We're drawing!" says Aidan.

"What are you guys drawing?" (me again)

"It's a blueprint Mom!--I am making a blueprint for my Dad so he can build this house for us!" (he answered me with a relatively concerned look on his face that totally was saying, why don't you think about my creations before you ask-it's quite obvious-I drew it with a blue marker!)

We live in a mid-sized apartment building on a very busy street in Toronto. We take walks to the park, ride the rocket and scare pigeons in our free time. On any given day you can taste the nations of the world by stepping into the hallway or just sitting in the lobby and watching everybody come and go. (Sorry can't quite explain it in this post.)

I remember meeting an old acquaintance of mine a while back who had recently moved to....I think Whitby--they asked me "Are you still in Scarborough?" and I answered "Yup still in Scarborough!" in a contemplative voice. After that random meeting and inquiry I was a bit disturbed by both question and response. Was I really STILL in Scarborough???????

I felt like someone had pronounced some kind of bad vibed sentence over my life. Depending on the way you look at it-I am one of those arguably ignorant people who have not yet acquired a mortgage and joined the mass exodus from my peer group with young families to the Suburbs or maybe I'm just someone who likes it here and appreciates the rich experiences she had growing up in the city and thinks it's right that her kids experience the same things (to a certain extent!) ;) Derek says it best and says it often "just get in, where you fit in!" and I have to agree--I think this city, for this season is our "in"!

So Aidan back to your blueprint--We're on it big guy!--it just may take a little longer than expected-we're gonna build your place
--in Scarborough.

Boys and Reading: Tips for Making Reading “Boy-Friendly” : The Childrens Book Review

2010-02-19T00:46:00.012-05:00

I was talking with a friend of mine about a month back and she asked me if I had difficulty with getting my boys to read. I didn't really have an answer for the question because I didn't remember the issue ever coming up and am not 100% sure I ever really identified with her inquiry as an issue--I thought nothing of it but then I began to watch them, times when I actually offered them books or a simple story time especially during the days light and guess what I found...

Here are just a few examples of responses I have received in the past week from my male children. These kids have over 100 story books in their room and.....ya.....no more comments on that!

"Myles do you want to come have story time-bring me a nice book!" --"No Thanks Mommy!--I'm going to play the drums!"

"Aid bring a book, I'm gonna read to you!'--"Aren't we going to the 'Y' soon?"

"You guys want a story?" --"If we do...can we watch TV after?"

Their book selection does not suck! When kids come over they hop the toys and hit the books, but these boys just want to go and go and go and see. Very active and very visual.

In our house we do literacy things that don't always involve sitting down with a book (but in writing this post I vow that both my sons will one day be avid readers and book enthusiasts ;)). We SURF the web together, PLAY board games, COOK and WRITE stories and some pretty funky songs. We "keep busy" but now I am pressed to "keep busy" with a little more purpose since the wonderful world of Google and Twitter have enlightened me once again with some good blogged information (that seems pretty true to me!).

Reading this article (the one linked at the END of this post) brought a funny story to mind, one that we made up last year called "Tag You're It". A big story with over 100 words and surprisingly my kids love it more than the books we acquire for them (by cash and other means) and they can read it themselves now. Hold on! It's action packed, amazing and it goes like this:

TAG, YOU'RE IT!
By Aidan, Myles and Christine J.

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Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run! --"TAG, YOU'RE IT!"

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run! --"TAG, YOU'RE IT!"

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run! --"TAG, YOU'RE IT!"

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run! --"TAG, YOU'RE IT!"

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run! --"TAG, YOU'RE IT!"

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The End

Pretty impressive hey? It's probably one of those tales that is better said then read so, I'll continue on getting some active media up on this blog. Because writing stories is one thing but there is nothing quite like a good story told!

CJ

check out this article it is full of great advice:
Boys and Reading: Tips for Making Reading “Boy-Friendly” : The Childrens Book Review

B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Back and it's Family Day!

2010-02-15T09:28:00.017-05:00
So we are back online hooray!

So it's family day and my whole house is still in bed?????????????????? We went to a midnight soccer game last night at the Hangar (Downsview Park) and I must say it was quite the outing. We made our presence known at the venue by a larger than life christening of the floor with an upchucking accident and then of course the younger boy had to go poop-but once those festivities were done and the stands were near empty with only one other parent there with a child under 3 months --we decided to stay and watch the game.

It was fun...LATE...but a really good time. Nyika's (a very very good family friend)team won and Aidan was very proud for that. Myles was a tad bit dis functional and unimpressed with the soccer display until the game was done and they were given the ball and they were allowed to assume their beloved positions of striker and goalie on the turf.

I love to watch them play! I am especially fascinated with Myles he is quite a little guy, wears glasses and regularly doesn't like to get bumped or pushed by anything, he almost often walks into walls and other objects and gives them quite the tongue lashing when this does happen- but he loves it when his big brother kicks the ball at him. (Can't quite figure it out yet!)

I'll say yesterday but it may have even been Saturday night. I had this word COMMUNE pop into my head. At first I thought of a company of nuns, then the act of communion then I thought of eating and drinking and talking together with friend for the purpose of building relationship, and then I decided to consult a dictionary.

I went to www.dictionary.com and this is what I found for the verb form:

1. to converse or talk together, usually with profound intensity, intimacy, etc.; interchange thoughts or feelings.

2. to be in intimate communication or rapport: to commune with nature.

A little puzzled at first but I took a few minutes to meditate on it and I thought-"yeah that is exactly it." --to interchange the thoughts and feelings with profound intensity.

Over the years I have written and dreamed, written and slept, written and imagined, written and read. But was never quite sure the reasoning behind my countless journals and scrap paper collections.

I am beginning to learn why- This is the place that I commune I get in touch with someone bigger than myself, my capacity to wonder is elated and my mind becomes like an untamed rushing river that sweeps away everything in it's path. And when I am done I feel lighter-even freer. (sorry ont het bset spller or an expert in vocab ;]) It's like I have said something and even heard something and when I get to share with people these thoughts and feelings I have so passionately interchanged....my part of the world feels a little bit better.

So I have been on a mission to define this blog and figure out what it will be about but I have still not drawn any conclusions--- I am just going to write. I am more convinced today that we must become hot about something, involved and dare I say passionate about at least one thing. We shouldn't let the things we do define us but rather let these things bring distinct definition to our life.

So the word of the day is "Commune" try to do so today with someone or something--we'll rap soon!

So this post is over now....all three of my children have left dreamland (10:30)and not surprisingly all at the same time- "Diapers....I mean duty calls" (sorry I know that was a really lame one!)

HAPPY FAMILY DAY!
CJ

More POSTS soon.....gotta redeem last week! We are working on a bunch of really fun new poems and a story about our really mean goldfish Castro-not evil just mean sometimes.

Thanks for the lend of the picture Jacquie!

ZAPPED!

2010-02-09T20:07:00.008-05:00

My computer has been violated!

This week my posts will be less than frequent-I'll be back online by the end of the week!

CJ

THE SOLE PROJECT

2010-02-03T21:02:00.008-05:00

My Dilemma:Ever since the earthquake I have been wanting to give a significant gift to Haiti. I haven't been in a place where I've been able to give a lot financially but my desire has been to do something --I just was not sure what...

My Happening:So I was at church this past weekend and they made an announcement about a really good thing that is going on called "The Sole Project".

As soon as I heard the name I was like "YA....that sounds really fresh!" Then I heard the details and it was like a light switched on inside of me(a compact florescent bulb, of course!).

A local ministry by the name of Seeds of Hope will be sending a 40 foot long trailer full of needed supplies into the capital city of Haiti. They will be sending shoes along as a part of their shipment. Specifically, they are looking for summer shoes such as, open-toed shoes, sandals, flip flops, Crocs and running shoes.

My Response:I feel like this is one of the many opportunities that we have as Canadians to give abroad and as human beings-give locally.

I might not have alot of extra funds right now but I am sure I have some lightly used footwear packed away somewhere that we could give to empower the beautiful Haitian people on their hike back up.

I'm spreading the word and getting all the practical sole covers that we have in our house boxed up and shipped out!

CJ

Donations will be accepted February 7th and 14th at:
St. Paul's on the Hill Anglican Church
c/o ChurchWithoutLimits
882 Kingston Rd. East (Just east of Whites)
Pickering, ON
L1V1A8
between 3pm-5:30pm

&

Advent Lutheran Church
c/o ChurchWithoutLimits
2800 Don Mills Rd (north of Sheppard Ave- south of the Peanut Plaza)
North York, ON
M2J3B6
between 7pm-9:30pm

CHECK OUT THE PICTURES FROM OUR FAMILY LITERACY DAY EVENT!!! (click on image for a closer look)

2010-01-31T13:47:00.007-05:00
We had an absolutely amazing time we shared songs, read stories, made snacks and learned together like one big happy family....we definitely have to do this again soon!

A humongous thanks to all the families that came out and participated-we had more then 50 people in attendance for the celebration.

Jacquie we appreciate the way you captivated the day's events with your fancy camera and pretty eye-- we will be enjoying these pictures for years to come!

Rebecca my beautiful songstress friend you brightened up the day!

And we would like to give a very special THANK YOU to Faith Family Books and Church Without Limits for all of your generous support-the kids really loved all of the healthy snacks, activities and free books.

www.churchwithoutlimits.com
www.faithfamilybooks.ca

The Beginning of the Festivities

2010-01-27T10:39:00.006-05:00

Started my Family Literacy Day Celebration by sitting in with Aidan's class for their opening exercises, and helping out with some Scholastic Book orders. I was glad to be a part those kids are awesome.

I recall singing the national anthem in the morning when I went to school, but I do not remember Motown being played over the P.A. System they played Motown this morning -like I mean real music, the whole track and not the Mini Pops....and I was sitting there like- I don't remember Senior Kindergarten being like this at all (The Word Dopeness kept going through my mind as I watched all these kindergartners listen and some of them kind of wiggle to the music.)

Then we sang O Canada- I hummed in English they belted it out in French, they practiced sentences and phrases and vocabulary, picked the days helpers and scattered off to their centers. I sat at a table with two little students that were cutting and pasting and I got to listen in on their conversations about "Snoopy and Poopy"...lol!

While I sat in class I tried not to stare at Aidan the whole time but I was almost overwhelmed with a sense of pride. Seeing him interact, communicate and receive instruction in a different language then the one I am usesd to. Him socializing with his peers and actually sitting and paying attention much more then he does with his own parents was a wonderful treat.

I sometimes wonder why Aidan is so happy/hyper when he gets off the school bus and now I know why! If school is like this everyday and runs this smoothly plus they have a snack time, next to Disney World that classroom has got to be one of the safest, friendliest, happiest places on earth. After this morning I feel like I maybe doing a few things right with him. He's a really sweet kid. And if your kids are in his class they are awesome too!

Off to the rest of the day now!

The main event tonight will be a "supercharged bedtime story fiasco" in honor of Family Literacy Day and we will celebrate again this Saturday....HOORAY!

CJ

The past couple of weeks...

2010-01-25T22:41:00.012-05:00
I am really thankful for the things that I have experienced the last couple of weeks. People I have met, places I have been, and for the adventures that I know money can't buy.

As a parent and I'd like to think a pretty normal human being. One of my desires in life is to enrich the growth experiences of people around me (especially my kids). One thing that I decided when I had my first son was to grant him privileges that I was never afforded growing up and I made the decision to expose him (and now them-Aidan, Myles and Salome) to anything that I thought would enrich his life, make for a wonderful memory or just help him to "grow up" better.(I think the correct term may be mature!)

This whole Munsch At Home Contest has done exactly that. I feel like it is a springboard into something bigger then I can see or imagine. It has caused me to do somethings I almost forgot to in my everyday business of going to work, taking care of my kids, going to soccer games, basketball practices, dance and swimming lessons (It's a little nuts sometimes). It's reminding me to take risks, dream, put myself out there and work harder at bringing a richer kind of fullness to their lives and maybe even my own. ;)

It's brought a greater revelation of the importance of family and good relationships and has been a demonstration of the great things we can do when we all work together as a family!

Sooooooooo.....THANKS EVERYBODY! The Jordan Family appreciates you!

p.s. I know, I know---I wrote something quite similar to this a couple blogs ago but I had to do it again!

Munsch story contest winner: Myles the Rockstar - Parentcentral.ca

2010-01-22T10:45:00.010-05:00
Published Already...this is turning out to be a pretty interesting Friday....take a look and let us know what you think!

click here for article: Munsch story contest winner: Myles the Rockstar - Parentcentral.ca

Listen to the story performed by 2 of the 3 co-authors in this interview from CBC Metro Morning January 15, 2010 edition (Story starts at 2:30 in clip):
http://www.cbc.ca/video/popup_audio.html?http://www.cbc.ca/mrl3/8752/toronto/ondemand/audio/mmmunsch_TOR.wma

Whole Wheat Toast

2010-01-22T01:40:00.011-05:00
I have a boy named Myles,

He is the middle boy,

He is Myles the middle boy
Who reigns and will probally remain the main consumer
Of cereal in our house

Myles eats cereal
And eats cereal
And eats cereal like
..........ummmmmmmmmmm.........
An absolute cereal monster!

He eats it cold
He eats it hot
He eats it mixed with popcorn
He even puts it in his pockets when he thinks no one is watchin'
He stirs it in his yogurt
Hides it in his bag
He's Myles the cereal monster
He loves his cereal -bad!

He likes the bee,
He loves the oooooo's and sometimes he eats the cap'n,
He even eats my buds of bran,
No one can ever stop him!

Bananas and Rice Krispies were once my favourite treat
But now I never get them
Because Middle Myles always sees....

He says "Mom what are you eating?"
I say "I'll make you whole wheat toast!'
He says "Mom I want those Krispies, you know I like them most!'
I say "this is the last banana and these Krispies are just crumbs!'
He says "ok Mom, I'll help you-I'll take care of them!"

Before I know it he is in my lap drinking from the bowl.
Gulping down my cereal
My banana slices-swallowed whole!

"So what about my breakfast Myles?
Mommies need breakfast too!"
He says "don't worry lil Momma-
There's whole wheat toast for you!"

CJ
http://www.growinguptoronto.com/

If you like this piece please feel free to share it-all I ask is that you let people know where you got it from.

I love breakfast so much so my kids sometimes eat it 2-3 times a day. The most important meal of the day for more then one reason-if you do it right! A time to relax, decide, ease out of your dreams and step into your day gracefully (if you take enough time for it). It makes for good reflection time so enjoy breakfast today and if you didn't get to today try tomorrow! It may just change your life!

Not quite sure why I wrote all this but-what the heck it was fun!

HAPPY FRIDAY!

His Pondering...

2010-01-20T02:10:00.034-05:00

I am a mother of three kids (please don't run away this is not another random "MommyBlog")so let's try this once again, I am a mother of three kids and some of the time…ummmm I should probably rephrase that to all of the time- I put them first and often forget about myself. It’s funny the little people I pour myself into the most are often times the ones that act as the string that I tie around my finger in order to remind myself to not forget myself many a day. So my oldest son has this weird way of asking these pure questions to me. When I say pure I mean childlike and unadulterated. So he asks me on this particular day,”So what are you going to be when you grow up Mom?”

He knows I have a job and I’ve been at that job double his lifetime but he sees something I don’t always see. He sees my job as just a job and not who I am (yes I am of that people that is almost satisfied with their job but knows it is not their dream one), he wants to know who his Mommy is by seeing her live. He knows I am a storyteller, he knows that I have a favorite pen, he knows I love to spend the majority of my time with him and his little brother and sister and I am assuming here-but I think in more ways than one he needs to see me living the things that make me happy so that he will have the confidence and some way the “know how” to do the same thing when he grows up.

He wants to play for the TFC most days when he wakes up and other days he wants to be an illustrator or a rapper and some days he looks forward to being a Daddy. A Dad that takes his kids to Chuck E. Cheeses, the YMCA, and coaches his little peoples soccer teams and tucks them in every night. Because this is what he has observed a Daddy doing.

So I guess the pressure is on now since he's asked and I have really thought about his pondering. I can't make up stories anymore when the family drops me off at the office for the day. I confessed to him that his mother is not a scientist and my work building is not an undercover laboratory where we construct superhero robots and spy gadgets by day. He was a little disappointed at my admission but I told him I'd make it up to him. ;)

So I say all that to say this-one day I got this picture of a child reading their parent a bedtime story and tucking the parent into bed and the story sounded like this:

WHISPER YOUR SECRET TO ME
Live the story right
Take your time don’t rush it
You’ll see I guarantee it
You will hit the target

You’ll make my ears listen
Get my eyes to see
The Beautiful Stories
That are a part of me
The powerful tales
That take hold of a soul
Speak to my spirit
And never let go
Magic?
Not magic!
Just love mixed with passion
This is what happens
When life interacts with
Untamed Imagination and Curiosity
The things that you dream
When you’re sleeping your sleep

Live the story right
Take your time don’t rush it
You’ll see I guarantee it
You will hit the target
CJ

If you like it please feel free to share it-all I ask is that you let people know where you got it from and just in case you're not from Toronto and you have no clue what the TFC is let me put you on: http://web.mlsnet.com/t280/

SING FOR LITERACY!-Celebrate Family Literacy Day With Us!

2010-01-18T11:20:00.006-05:00

Date: Saturday, January 30, 2010
Time: 11:00am - 12:30pm
Location: Faith Family Books & Gifts (Storefront)
Street: 45 Milner Ave Unit #102
City/Town: Toronto, ON

Join us Saturday January 30th at 11:00 a.m. as we celebrate Family Literacy Day!

The theme for this year is "Sing for Literacy" and we will be doing exactly that!

Join us for a time of sing-a-longs, creative storytelling, GIVEAWAYS, healthy snacks and some other surprises!

It's sure to be a blast- a good time to catch up with old friends, make new ones and of course play and learn together as a family!

So bring your family out and SPREAD THE WORD!

SEE YOU LATER!

Remember Admission is FREE and all who take part will receive a Certificate of Participation!

click link for more info Facebook | SING FOR LITERACY!-Celebrate Family Literacy Day With Us!

Little Leo Walker

2010-01-17T09:09:00.025-05:00
He’s Little Leo Walker
He’s got a shiny quarter
For helping out his Mommy and his Dad
He really thinks it's awesome
This isn’t his first one
He’s even got a special place for his change

On top of Leo’s dresser
Is a majestic tree
It’s made of glass from the beach
And the salt from the sea
It’s a lovely thirsty green and it's almost see through
And when he drops his change in
It’s like he’s planting tiny seeds

When it fills right up
He’ll have his first money tree
And there are lots of great things he can supply
A chicken for his coop
Or some candy for his tummy
Or a bell for his little doggie's collar
Maybe groceries for families who really seem to need it
Or some paint to create-another something great
Or new tires for his really fast bike-might be nice
Or nothing is quite alright too!

He can give, he can share, or just save some more
Since this world is his planet
There's nothing good he will ignore

CJ

About Little Leo Walker:
I wrote this late last month and I thought it would be appropriate to share this week. Little Leo Walker is actually my newest nephew. It is still a work in progress but I know my little guys enjoy it so I wanted to share it with yours. If you like it please feel free to share it-all I ask is that you let people know where you got it from. :)

and if you have a free moment or two check out Little Leo's Mommy and her art! http://wazodesign.blogspot.com/

www.growinguptoronto.com

Reading at Chapters before Mr. Munsch's book signing

2010-01-16T23:07:00.009-05:00

We were invited to share 'Myles the Rockstar' at Chapters in Scarborough today.

Got to tell the story in front of Mr. Munsch's crowd and when I was done get this, Mr Munsch comes up to me and says "That was really good!" :)

This was an absolute rush!...not sure if there is any other way to put it!

VIDEO coming soon!

Global News Hour - Video Recap of Jordan Family Munsch Day!

2010-01-16T17:39:00.008-05:00

Here's Global's Story

the show is an hour long so you may want to just jump to the last segment ;)

click here for story: News Hour - Jan 15 - Video Centre

CBC -The National's Video Summary of the day's events

2010-01-16T17:35:00.013-05:00

Here is The National's recap on the story and the Amazing Day's Events!

click here for story: http://www.cbc.ca/video/#/News/TV_Shows/The_National/ID=1386952523

CBC Metro Morning Interview and Reading -Robert Munsch and Myles the Rockstar

2010-01-16T17:31:00.011-05:00

We were asked by CBC's Metro Morning to sit in with Mr. Munsch for an interview.

click here for interview:
Robert Munsch and Myles the Rockstar

The Interview was great but the experience of hanging out at CBC for a morning with Robert Munsch was quite memorable. Myles was captivated by Mr. Munsch and his antics, they raced in the lobby, rode the elevators and took a visit to the very top floor where balconies overlook a huge common walkway/food court.

From the top Mr. Munsch scooped Myles up in his arms got close to the railing and said "OK Myles lets yell down HELLLLLO!"-before putting Myles back down Mr. Munsch asked "do you want to spit?" I was nervous but to my delight Myles answered "No it's OK!". (Yay for me I passed parenting 101 he refused to spit down on the innocent passersby-honestly at that age I think I would have took Mr. Munsch up on the offer!) ;)

So Myles got to live the life of a child rockstar for a day. I am so grateful for the experience.

Best-selling author Robert Munsch to dazzle adoring kids and parents for ‘Munsch at Home Contest’ performance | ABC CANADA Literacy Foundation

2010-01-16T17:30:00.006-05:00

Here is an outline of our prize and what was to happen...by this point we were ecstatic! In a telephone call Mr. Munsch asked that he share dinner with us before all of the events so we did--Greek Food on Thursday.

click here for press release: Media Advisory: Best-selling author Robert Munsch to dazzle adoring kids and parents for ‘Munsch at Home Contest’ performance | ABC CANADA Literacy Foundation

Scarborough, Ontario family wins 'Munsch at Home Contest' | ABC CANADA Literacy Foundation

2010-01-16T17:26:00.006-05:00
This is what happened next...

click here for press release: Scarborough, Ontario family wins 'Munsch at Home Contest' | ABC CANADA Literacy Foundation

MUNSCH At Home Contest

2010-01-16T16:47:00.018-05:00

We entered in the midst of a very hard couple of weeks. My Grandfather had been hospitalized and was very near the time of his death. Writing was a kind of escape for me. I am a believer that everyone needs a creative outlet to get them through this life. We worked on the story for about a week and a half after pulling the ad from Today's Parent Magazine and on the morning of November 12th,we entered our story 'Myles the Rockstar' into the Munsch At Home Contest that was hosted by ABC Canada and sponsered by Honda Canada. Sadly that same evening my Grandad who was more like a father to me passed away. It's strange the way it happened but I know that he would have been proud of his big grandaughter and her very loud little boys. ;)

1. The challenge to create a team with at least one child and one adult
2. Write a story about singing
3. Be creative and original
4. Make sure your story is under 250 words
5. Enter your story online at FamilyLiteracyDay.ca

So we took on the challenge and this is what we came up with:

MYLES THE ROCKSTAR
by Myles, Aidan and Christine Jordan

My family sings songs
We sing songs all day long.

Funky flowing folk music jazzy enough to make you rock
That’s the song my family sings and I don’t think we’ll ever stop.

Dad makes funky beats and raps his songs.
I love to groove to his music
And break-a-break-a-breakdance on the ground.

Mom flows slow songs – not everyone hears
Her words are like quiet whisssssssperrrrs
And feel good in my ears.

Aidan sings “en francais” folk songs he learned in school.
He chants, “Bonjour les amis” - I think it’s really cool.
He claps out the time and hums the melodies;
And he teaches French songs to me.

My baby sister Salome she rolls around and sings,
With the catchy shaky shaky tune her wrist rattle brings.
She “gooooooos” and she “gaahhhhs”
She’s my little jazz queen.

I’m Myles the rockstar, my songs mostly loud.
I beat on my drums – my voice makes me proud.
I don’t know all the words – that’s why I make up my own
I scream “BooLaLaSenahSenah” in my orange microphone.

Funky flowing folk music jazzy enough to make you rock that’s the song my family sings and I don’t think we’ll ever stop.

My family sings songs
We Sings songs all day long.

CHECK OUT THE TOP TEN FINALISTS STORIES HERE (they are all very fun reads!)
http://www.abc-canada.org/munschcontestfinalists