100 Things I Want To Teach My Son~Those who are able to laugh at themselves and at the rest of the world equally outlive us all.

As I said in the previous post, I am doing the same idea for Braden as I am for Kailey. I am doing 100 posts on 100 things I want to teach each of my children. Naturally, I want to teach both of them the same important facts of life. But for the sake of this blog I will mix it up a bit and leave each of them with similiar yet different pieces of advice. 

100. Those who are able to laugh at themselves and at the rest of the world equally outlive us all.
Pretty self explanitory I think. One of the most important lesson’s I actually have been teaching Braden since the day he could understand the relevance of laughter. 
Being able to laugh at yourself show’s the maturity of that individual. We started teaching Braden this lesson WAY back. Right back to the beginning, when he stared his very first physiotherapy program when he left the hospital. I remember wanting to send Braden to SickChildren’s Hospital, once he was diagnosed with the Spinal Cord Injury I wanted him to go where I felt he would best be looked after. I kinda figured, Sick Kids was my hospital..they did a great job with me, maybe Braden would be better off there. 
The medical staff reassurred me that Braden would be a big fish in this little pond at MacMaster and if sent to Sick Kids he would be a little fish in a big pond. Meaning…they have seen all kinds of things at Sick Kids and that Braden’s needs wouldn’t be necessarily a top priority. NOT that Sick Kids wouldn’t have done a wonderful job cause in my eyes they are the best…but I did understand what MacMaster was saying and we then agreed to keep him right where he was.
With being in a smaller hospital…it left Paul and I with the chance to be more involved with Braden’s care. We had to dive in and get hands on really quick. We became part of his rehabilitation routines, working with all the medical staff to help get our son healthy again. 
Well…the best way to get a 2 year old to do something they don’t want to do..is with laugher. We broke out all the funnies we could. Talk about becoming comedians…quick work on our end. 
It really wasn’t easy, he was 2…and he didn’t want us telling him what to do, not alone tell him to do things that were NOT fun in any way. 
Challenge, is one word that described a good 3 years…
I will have to say it was probably my dad who stared the “sillies” in the hospital room. For whatever reason Braden really responded to someone inflicting pain on themselves. Slapstick humor. My dad would literally “pretend” to bang his head on things in the room and Braden would die with laughter. He LOVED it. 
Braden would mimic papa and pretend to do the same kind of “physical harm” joking…sounds sick, I know, but we’d all laugh and pretend he was hilarious(well in all honesty, we didn’t need to pretend, cause he was funny. His laugh alone made us beam with pride and laugh with love). This then taught him to laugh at himself, he loved to make us laugh and our reaction fired him up. I do remember wondering if all this was healthy and of course through the years we banged into those idiots who “looked” to deeply into this humor and felt it was inappropriate…lol…whatever!
Anyways, thats how we managed to get Braden to learn how to laugh at himself. We’d make his “workout” fun. There was a fine line between laughing with him, or laughing at him (something we NEVER did)…
So when you are trying to get a young child of 2 to understand that his left arm isn’t fuctioning normally but keep trying to “make it work”, the best way to do that is through humor. We named his left hand “baby hand” and his right hand “dinosaur hand”..well actully Braden named them that, baby hand didn’t work so it was like a baby. Dinosaur hand did work and it had more power..therefore a dinosaur. We made fun games with those, and when baby hand didn’t “work” we learned to laugh at some situations related to “baby hand”….Braden had fun with it as well…it was our beginning to teaching him its ok to laugh at yourself, don’t take things so seriously. 
We have had ups and downs in this department. He natually went through difficult stages in different times in his life and sometimes laughter wasn’t appropriate. SO we laughed at others…and that too is another story..and probably one that once again my dad started~

I love us….I really do*

100 Things I Want To Teach My Daughter #55 A Person who does kind acts is not always a kind person~

I know there is probably one other million things I could choose to write about. I suspect I wont be able to cover all my advice to you in just a short 100 blogs. BUT…I do believe this topic is of importance. It’s something that I have taken some time in life to learn. A good hearted person can be hard to find. So many people portray themselves in lights that make them appear much brighter to other people.

Sometimes people will only do good if credit is given, or unless they get recognition. Look for the people who do good but remain silent. Those are the ones doing it for the right reason. It is ok to be thanked when you do good, I’m not suggesting that people don’t deserve to be acknowledged. I only mean watch for the ones who do good and then broadcast it continuously. It can be hard to understand someone’s intentions, most times its for all the right reasons.

For me, there has been times when I have done an act of kindness and I may have facebooked it, or shared my story with others. I suppose at times everyone likes the attention from others, there is something nice about feeling good when others lift you up. Most times people share in their good deeds to encourage others, you hope kindness becomes contagious.

I suppose my point Is simple, don’t mistake someone’s true character just because they “appear” to be kind. I know Fox that sounds so very pessimistic, thats not truly my intentions. But I do want you to learn quickly that just cause someone will help an old lady across the street, doesn’t mean they don’t have their hand in her purse trying to steal her money. Eeeeekkk that sound so horrible. I’m embarrassed to speak like this, but its the truth. I do believe most kindness comes from a good place. Please always look through your lenses with nothing but happiness, don’t become an angry, bitter person always looking for the negative. Just don’t be naive to the cruelties of others. Just because someone is “helping, being courteous or kind”, certainly doesn’t mean they are not capable of having bad intentions. Eyes open always~

Well my lovelies, until next time good day and god bless~

Orange Scones by Joanna Gaines~

So I got this new cook book, Magnolia Table a collection of recipes for gatherings. My neighbour has it, and when I was cat sitting for her I took a peek through it. I liked it. The recipes all seemed easy enough to follow, and most of the meals presented were ones I would definitely make.

The very first recipe I followed was the Orange Scones, and my goodness they are truly amazing! We love them, and we are all enjoying them.

If you’d like to try the recipe I’ll leave it here:

2 cups of all purpose flour, plus more for forming the scones

1 1/2 tsp baking powder

1 1/2 tsp of baking Soda

1/2 tsp of kosher salt

1 large egg

3/4 cup of sour cream

1/2 cup of sugar

1 tsp grated orange zest

12 tbsp of unsalted butter cut into 1-inch cubes and frozen

Maple Orange Glaze

1 1/2 cups of powder sugar

1 tsp of grated orange zest

3 tblsp unsalted butter, melted

3 tblsp of fresh orange juice

1 tsp of vanilla extract

1/2 tsp pure maple syrup

Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.

In a large bowl, whisk together the flour, baking Soda, baking powder and salt. Set aside.

In a small bowl, lightly whisk the egg. Whisk in the sour cream. Set aside.

In another small bowl, place the sugar and orange zest. Using the back of a spoon , work the zest into the sugar until well combined. Stir the sugar mixture into the flour mixture. Add the frozen butter and, using your fingers or pastry blender, blend until the mixture is pebble like. Stir in the egg/sour cream mixture until the dough Forms a ball. Divide the dough in half.

Place one dough portion on a lightly floured surface and press it into a 6-inch round. (It should be about 1 inch think) Cut the round into 6 wedges. Arrange the wedges 1 inch apart on the prepared baking sheet. Repeat with the second dough portion.

Bake until golden, 13 to 15 minutes. Cool on the baking sheet for 5 minutes, then transfer the scones to a wire rack set on a baking sheet.

Meanwhile make the maple-orange glaze: In a medium bowl, stir together the powdered sugar and orange zest. Stir in the melted butter, orange juice, vanilla and maple syrup, mixing until smooth.

Spoon the glaze over the scones. Serve the scones warm or at room temperature. Once glazed,the scones are best eaten the same day. Store unglazed leftovers in an airtight container at room temperature for up to 3 days~

There you have it, so simple but so delicious. I’m looking forward to trying more of these fantastic recipes..

Well my lovelies, thanks for reading. Until next time good day and god bless~

Dutch Oven Irish Soda Bread~

I have really been enjoying the Williams Sonoma Instagram page. Some of the recipes have been really good. I decided to try this bread recipe. It’s called Dutch Oven Irish Soda Bread, it was easy and it was sooooo good. It was almost like a large raisin tea biscuit.

Here is what you need:

4 cups of all purpose flour

1/2 cup of granulated sugar

1/2 tsp of baking powder

1/2 tsp of baking Soda

1 tsp of salt

1/2 cup of butter, cold/ 1 stick

2 large eggs

1 and 1/2 cups of buttermilk

1 cup of dried currents

To Make:

Preheat oven to 400 degrees F

Mix together the flour, sugar, baking powder, baking Soda and salt in a large mixing bowl.

Cut cold butter into thin slices and add into flour-sugar mixture.

Mix the butter into the flour~ it will be slightly lumpy, with a similar coarse consistency to cornmeal.

Whisk together the buttermilk and eggs into a small mixing bowl

Gradually mix the egg and buttermilk into the flour

Mix until all liquid is absorbed. The dough will be slightly wet and not smooth.

Mix the currants into the dough by hand.

On a lightly floured surface or piece of parchment paper, shape dough into a large round ball shape.

Place the ball of dough into a greased Dutch oven with lid on.

After 30 minutes, remove the lid and bake for an additional 15 minutes until baked through.

Allow to cool slightly before removing from the Dutch oven by flipping over onto a plate.

Best served warm (with Irish coffee) but will keep well for if wrapped.

Enjoy~

100 Things I Want To Teach My Daughter #56 The worst separation of all is that which occurs between a person’s income and their lifestyle~

OHHH Fox! This is so very important, especially with your generation in which everyone want something “RIGHT NOW”. You are so use to getting things almost immediately and without seeing the consequences of those actions. Take for example Amazon and/or online shopping. You easily registrar a credit card to shopping accounts and shop away. Not seeing the damage for a whole month. That my friend is dangerous.

It’s also very challenging to stay in your own lane when wanting to “keep up with the Jones.” As you get older you will see what I mean. I suspect things are changing in our society. It’s a lot harder for your generation to buy homes now. So you may see less and less of that kind of behaviour. Many more couples are renting or buying townhouses and or condo’s. Single detached homes are not near as important as they had been at my time.

Keep your income and lifestyle within its means. Trust me when I say this. Don’t become consumed with “wanting” things. Enjoy the things you earn, take pride in your hard work and rewards. If I could give you any advice fox it would be to put your money in to travel. While you are young and figuring out life, travel.

Dad and I have been downsizing this past year. It’s so overwhelming to see where we have put much of our money. We’ve overspent on “things”….stuff that I no longer want, need or desire. What a waste. So all that money is now being taken to second hand stores and given away. Each season I would buy more and more stuff to accent our home, our pets and even you children. Don’t get me wrong, i loved it! I LOVED having our home decorated at Christmas, Easter, Halloween and birthdays…but what I am saying is if you can’t afford those things..don’t go into debt trying too.

Sometimes Less is More…and as i am getting older I am learning this. So take it from me now….don’t put money into things that don’t bring you a feeling that lasts longer than a season. Put that money towards things that benefit you and your family in the long run.

The same applies to the opposite of this, if you have a substantial income don’t live life too frugally. Enjoy your money. Don’t just buy things that make you happy, DO things that make your happier. Trips, travel, donating, volunteer your time, take days off work, rest and pamper yourself.

If I were to start out living my life in todays world, and if I knew what I know now. I would do things a little different. Like I said, I would buy less stuff for the house. I would spend more money of travel, education and taking care of myself. I would buy you less but take you out more. Maybe put more money into activities? Maybe more art classes or music lessons? I’m not sure, you really did have all that. But you also had a ton of toys that you didn’t really play much with. Listen to your children, watch what they play with..even if it’s something you don’t feel is worth it. I just bought you things to fill your play room, I bought things that other little girls were playing with. Somethings you never even opened. MY bad.

Always remember your money is hard earned. It is something to not be taken lightly. Be resourceful, attentive and protecting of it. Be generous, kind and willing to be open minded to change.

I hope this brings you some insight. Sometimes I have a hard time thinking of you as a full grown adult with children. I know the day will come eventually. And I hope all these little words of wisdom can be of service. Love you girl~

Mom ~

February 28th~

100 Things I Want To Teach My Daughter..#84 You are no less a woman when you’re in sweat pants….

#84 You are no less a woman when you’re in sweat pants and hoody than a woman in stilettos and a leather skirt.

Although I believe you must learn to wear some sexy stiletto’s, on a really important night  a gorgeous pair can make you feel amazing. 

With that said my darling, wearing a comfy pair of Roots track pants, over sized hoody and a pair of Tom’s should never make you feel any less a woman. Be confident enough to walk proud throughout town sporting a comfy cozy outfit and not be embarrassed to be seen. 

You are beautiful, you are stunning in all the things you wear. 

Remember this when you do find yourself standing beside the stiletto wearing, sexy lady in a 7/11 buying a package of cigarettes while paying for her gas. She is having her moment, let her have it. This is her time to shine, her time to feel sexy. Empower her, lift her up for she may be hiding the most insecure thoughts going on in her own mind at that moment. Find the ability in  yourself to compliment her, as hard as it may be in that time, think of her…even though you may be in your gym clothes or track pants and sweat shirt. Tell her you love her shoes…make her feel confident, and I promise my baby girl you will come away feeling so much better about yourself. This is a gift to not only give to her, but it will make you feel even taller than she is standing beside you sporting those heels. 

and smile~

Always smile, it lets her know you’ve got her back. We need to encourage one another as woman, not discourage eachother. 

Most importantly K always remember it doesn’t matter what you wear, as long as you feel confident and comfortable with who you are…no shoes can change that. 

I mean seriously fox, when you look like this beauty…you can wear anything and feel smashing~

Happiest girls are the prettiest~
Audrey Hepburn

Well my lovelies, until tomorrow good night and god bless! xo

February 27~ My uncle passed away

It is actually my birthday today, I turned 48 years old. Sadly my uncle died today. He had cancer. He was given the fatal diagnosis Dec 25th, were he was told he had 6-12 weeks.

He died February 27th, 8 weeks was what he had. He had his siblings with him till the very end. He was so blessed to have them. He will be missed dearly, my dad is going to feel such a loss. They were best friends.

Until next time, good night and god bless~

February 26th~One way you can help a friend~

This my friend is a loaded question. At certain times in my life I would probably answer this differently.

When I was a teenager I feel one way to have supported a friend would have been to go out and show them a good time. Weekends were meant for friends, I was so lucky to have experienced the times we did. Dancing, music, drinks and parties were always in play. Never a dull moment~

My group of friends had children very young. We were all pretty much 22-23 years old when we started our families. So I would say when I was in my twenties the best way to help a friend would have been to help out with their children. I did my best. I was not able to “babysit” often or help out in that way. My own hands were pretty darn full, I had a special needs, medically fragile child and a small daughter. So babysitting often was not something I was able to do. But what I did do was have sleepovers, pool parties and after noon get togethers. Our house was always full, it was wonderful. If friends needed to bring their kids over to blow off some steam then my house was the place for that. I still managed to have sleepovers, and sometimes my friends were able to take advantage of that free time. I did not have that privilege, there wasnt much of an opportunity for friends to take my children over night. We didnt get many breaks, unless my parents took them.

Today, the best way I can help a friend is too offer my time and understanding. Do not be judgemental. I try my very best to be there for my friends. Times have changed however, we have all grown into ourselves. Needing eachother has become less of on issue. We still manage to have fun times, we love to get together. But everyone has their own stuff going on. I hope they know however, if they need me I would be there. I am truly blessed, I’ve had some pretty amazing friends in my life too. I would not be who I am today with out them. Each one of them brings something different in to my life. That’s the best thing about friendships..they are all different, yet all so special.

Well my lovelies, until tomorrow good night and god bless~

100 Thing I Want To Teach My Son #94 I will always be there for you, no matter when or where~ February 25th

I hope you I know this. We at times can have heated discussions and not always see eye to eye. But regardless of any situation, I promise to always be there for you and always have your back.

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If I have learned one thing these past couple years it is to listen more and react after. I am working on that, I know I tend to “jump to conclusions” quick with you. I have no excuse, I guess maybe I may want what’s best for you but understanding what best for you is now your decision. That’s a hard pill to swallow.

You did pull from me a few years ago, you kinda pulled from all of us. I know you were dealing with your own stuff, we tried hard to understand that and give you the space you needed to deal with things in your own way. I feel with you doing that, you grew as a person emotionally and mentally but we were not a part of that. Understanding who you are today is a bit more challenging because we were not involved in the process of you figuring out your mental health and depression.

As a mom of course I have only wanted to “fix” all your hurt and pain. It’s not easy to accept the day you no longer can give a hug, do a craft or bring home MacDonalds Happy Meals to make you happy again. Parenting dosen’t come with a manual, especially parenting a young adult with certain mental health issues.

I guess what I’m trying to say, is it doesn’t matter where or when in life you need me…. I will always be there. I always have~

I may just need more direction and clarification now that you are older. Stepping on your toes doesn’t go over very well with you. I don’t like to assume there’s an issue and want to approach you. Dad is always telling me to “Leave him alone”…lol its only cause I worry. And obviously I want you to be happy. As a mom thats one of the most important parts..

If you need me, you need to tell me. I do my best to not be “overwhelming” in your life. But I do care, and I do love you. You may need to work on that a bit more. I need you to communicate with me when things are not good with you, and you have to be open and honest with me and tell me exactly what you need or expect. I would move the sun and the stars for you. I hope you know that~

Do not ever worry about judgement. We are past that. Judging is not who I am. I have no interest and “condemning” you or making you feel any less as a man if I don’t agree with something. I hope that became clear through the past year and all the pain, growth, tears and laughs that we experienced.

Regardless of my own thoughts and feelings I am learning to respect and trust in yours. I think that says a lot about our relationship. We’ve come along way baby! 🙂

Until next time,

Love Mom~

February 24th~ My birthday celebration

My actual birthday is February 27th, but in my extended family we usually celebrate one another the Sunday before our actual birthday. This past Sunday we celebrated my 48th, and this year I did something a little different.

I decided that instead of gifts, I wanted to have my family and friends donate to a local Toronto dog rescue called Redemption Paws.

I invited three friends to join us for dinner, and they very generously donated to the cause. My whole family donated, and I put up a donation page on Facebook with occurred 310.00 just with friends who supported. I was so happy~

My parents were here, both my children and Paul. My friends have little dogs as well, and I really wanted them all here. SO in total we had 6 dogs…3 of which were mine 🙂

My birthday was perfect, I had a wonderful time. My mom made cabbage rolls, I bought some chicken Parmesan, we had garlic bread and salad. It was delicious. I did not have a cake, instead we had cupcakes and donuts…both my favourite.

Overall we raised 710.00 for Redemption Paws within 24 hours. I think thats pretty good. Hopefully the money will go towards some of the beautiful dogs needing surgery. Or possibly towards travel costs for the rescuers who save dogs in other parts of the world.

It really was a perfect birthday, I couldn’t have asked for a better one. We shared many laughs, we danced in the kitchen and we even had a few tears…obviously happy ones~

Well my lovelies, I hope you are all well. Until tomorrow good night and god bless~