Monday, October 24, 2016

Sugar Momma!

The other evening during dinner and then continuing long after dinner ended, we had a funny and very interesting conversation with our kiddos.

Well, with two of our kiddos. The topic was: jobs you could have when you are an adult and Jax said he was batman and Mya said she would ride a bus to kindergarten when she was 5 and fly up in the sky (although she says this about 5 times every supper hour, so we all knew what was coming) and then they both left the conversation to play trains.

So we had a lovely conversation with Tristan and Shayla and it left me feeling happy and joyful and looking forward to the future. (Sometimes I may dwell a little too much on how fast they are growing up and how much I will miss this stage because I love love LOVE this stage and I want it too last forever. So, understandably, I dwell on how much I will miss it. You know living in the moment... working on living in the moment?... saying that I am working on living in the moment?... not actually ever living in the moment?!)

Anyhow the conversation started like this:

Tristan: Mom, how did you get a job where you look after kids?

Me: I picked it because I wanted to be able to stay home and hang out with you guys all day!

Shayla: I knew that's what you would say!

Tristan: When I am a Dad I want to stay home and look after the kids. How can I do that?

Me: Well... 

Clayton (interrupting): Get a sugar Momma.

Me (laughing): Really Clayton?!!!

Tristan: What's a sugar Mom?

(There may have been a bit of laughter before anyone responded.)

Clayton: It's a lady with a lot of money.

Me: Like has a good job and makes a lot of money. But we shouldn't really call people sugar Mommas.

Clayton: But if you want to stay home and look after the kids, you'd better find yourself a sugar Momma.

Tristan (giving Clayton the most disgusted, what is wrong with this adult sideways look): I am not getting one of those sugar Moms!

Laughter broke out even louder than before, so loud in fact, that Mya and Jax came running back to the table to see what was so funny. Of course they found nothing overly funny had actually happened and we were still just sitting around talking... boring! They immediately left again.

Shayla: How do you get a job with a lot of money anyhow?

Me: Well... some people have great ideas and start businesses that make them lots of money... or some people go to college or university after they graduate from school and learn even more and get good jobs that way.

Shayla: Like what kind of jobs?

Tristan: I know, those people that work at the grocery store. They make lots of money.

Me: I see how you might think that... but did you know all the money we give them... (like that $789.67 I had to part with the last time I went to Costco, for real, not a joke, yes, how you are feeling is how I felt when I saw the total too... for real, this must be a joke, oh, cashier, you are actually being serious... that total is for real, WHAT???!!!)... they do not get that money. (Tristan eyes get big and wide.) The owner of the store takes that money to pay what is called expenses, such as; buying the food to stock the shelves, paying to heat the store and run the lights and paying the employees, the people that work there. So the workers at the till get an hourly wage, a certain amount of money per hour and I don't think it's a lot.

Tristan: Wow! I did not know that!

Clayton: If you want a good paying job you might want to be a doctor or a dentist or...

Shayla: A pirate? How much do they make?

Me (laughing): I don't really know. I suppose there's potential for them to make a lot. But then they risk the chance of going to jail!

And I seriously can't remember what was said in response to that. I don't remembered any shocked questions about jail... ummm now maybe I should be a little worried about my children's future pirate careers!

Anyhow, like I said the conversation went on for quite awhile and we talked, in-depth, about a whole range of different jobs. It was so interesting to hear their interpretation of things and some of their questions were so intriguing and all of their spoken thoughts priceless! It was just a lovely, wonderful evening.

Near the end Tristan had decided that he would be a scientist that studied animals, until Clayton said: Hey you could be a hunting guide.

Tristan: What does that do?

Clayton: You would check out good areas to go hunting and then take people, like your Dad, there to hunt.

Tristan (all wide eyed again): That's a job?! Then I am doing that!

Shayla hadn't quite decided between an artist or a scientist, the one that does experiments.

Either of those two things or a pirate I suppose!

Ahh kids! I am so going to miss this stage! ;) ;) :0 :P

Monday, October 17, 2016

Zero points for Mom!

On the weekend the girls went into the city to go shopping...
and the boys went out spotting deer.

Tristan said, 'The girls aren't going spotting deer because girls say words like: that's boring. But boys don't say that!'
To which I replied, 'Well Tristan not necessarily all girls, I would, on most days, rather do something outside instead of go shopping.'
'Oh,' said Tristan.
And then Shayla walked into the room and asked Tristan where he was going.
'Spotting deer with Dad,' he answers.
'That's BORING!!!' says Shayla.
Tristan gives me a look and says, 'See Mom, I told you.'

1 point Tristan. 0 points Mom.

Shopping turned out to be quite enjoyable. Got some halloween costume supplies which included a blue wig which Shayla wore everywhere we went.
On the way home we ran into a family from town who had bought a TV that they couldn't get in the trunk of their car. So we hauled it home for them in our suburban.
On the way home I had a superb idea... trick Clayton into thinking we had bought a TV.
As we were getting closer to home I was having second thoughts, what if he really thought we bought the TV and was super excited about it... then I might feel bad.
But Shayla talked me back into it.
When we got home the boys were outside and Clayton came right around the back of the suburban to help unload.
'What is that?' he asked.
'A TV,' I replied.
'Ya, whose is it?'
'I finally broke down and bought that second TV you wanted for downstairs.' I smiled sweetly.
'No you never. I am really confused as to whose that is. BUT I know YOU didn't buy a TV.' 

1 point Clayton. 0 points Kimberly.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016


Okay Evel Knievel... 
what kind of dare devil tricks were you attempting?!!!

Oh... I see... these kinds!


Killed it!

And the sista getting in on the action!

Monday, October 3, 2016

Sorting and cleaning

Well... sorting and cleaning up a pile of cards and paper.
A small pile, but it's something!

Anyhow, I came across this card I had received from my Uncle Peter and Aunty Joyce:
It reads:
No matter where I am or what I'm doing, I'm always thinking of you.
Well, not always. I do have a life you know.

Made me chuckle again.
Honesty and laughter... the best medicine!