Archive for June, 2015

Training Partners

June 29, 2015

During our stay in Eugene we got to catch up with our good friends “The Eatons”. For those of you who may not know, Ashton and his wife Brianne are highly decorated athletes. Ashton just happens to be World and Olympic champion, not to mention world record holder in the decathlon. His very lovely wife Brianne, is a World sliver medalist, Commomwealth gold medalist and Canadian record holder in the heptathlon, but outside of all of their track accomplishment, they just happen to be 2 of the nicest, most genuine humans you could ever hope to meet. Seriously. As a not nice person I want to hate them for these high levels of genuine niceness, but ironically, they won’t even see the worst in me for thinking that way, thats how nice they are. Nice enough to invite us over for dinner and not only let the boys rearrange some of their furniture for what Keane likes to call “silly games” and tag, but they actually joined in all of the toddler madness. Nice enough to let me drop by with a couple of grubby little gypsy children (i.e my own children) and use their bath to scrub them clean. Why? Cos least you forget, we were staying in a camper van, sans bath tub.

One of the mornings while Daddy was busy doing his agent thing at the NCAA Championships, the boys and I tagged along to one of their training sessions. But while Ashton and Brianne worked on perfecting some of their throwing events, the discus and javelin, the boys and I relocated to the other side of the field to work on some speed and agility, and to ensure nobody wandered out into the path of some dangerous flying object. Here the boys work on their starts.

Keane is out.

Cullen is starting to get the hang of it.

Couldn’t pass up the change to taste a cone.

Recruiting some upper body power that Cullen thinks is hilarious.

So excited to give it a go.

Leg power.

Love the moments when they are best buddies.

Once Ashton and Brianne were done with their throwing, we rejoined them for the end of their session.

The boys getting some hurdle coaching.

Keane spiderman crawls his way through the hurdle series, while Brianne provides Cullen with some over the hurdle assistance.

Now its the boys turn to help Brianne with some resistance runs.

2 little boys and a flat back wheel, can’t get more resistance than that.

Not just a sport of physical abilities, track & field also requires a strong mental game, and that’s whats happening here. The boys help Aston sharpen his mental skills with some stacking cup brain games.

Now nobody is taking it serious.

Not sure what the conversation is here, but it looks serious.

Sock tossing, Ashton manages to dodge Keane’s flying sock.


Pet, Pick & Pan

June 27, 2015

Remember when you use to take a trip with your significant other or friends and your priorities were always first of all to get that “Do NOT Disturb” sign swinging from your door knob, least the cleaning lady try to infringe upon your plans to sleep in at too ungodly of an hour. Then it was all about locating the pool, the best areas for shopping or afternoon coffee with baked treats. Then once the sun had set, finding the best “Happy Hour(s)” bar. Yeah “Hour(s)” plural, I said it, don’t judge me, I get very thirsty when I’m on vacation. Well this vacation was NOTHING like the old days. On this particular day of this vacation in my new life role a mother, we were all about finding us some animals to pet and feed, some strawberries to pick/eat and some gold to pan for. Then later on for “Happy Hour(s)”, we hit the ice-cream bar for a cocktail of vibrantly colored ice-cream.

Cullen is in a very social phase, nobody is a stranger, be you animal or be you human, you are all his friend and he wants to feed you.

Keane being a little older is starting to realize that in life, there is always a chance you might get bit, so his approach was more on the cautious side.

And since Mr. Goat didn’t bite his fingers off, they can now be friends.

Cullen continues to force feed his new friends. The notion that they might bite his fingers off never even occurs to him.

Buckets in hand and the hunt for strawberries begins.

You may be surprised to hear that very few strawberries actually made it into Cullen’s bucket.

The big boys team up.

Still eating.

Believing he’s been spotted by the farmer stealing, Cullen pegs it outta there. Too bad he’s got “guilty” smushed all over his face.

This little farm also had a gold panning station. Which was very cool. And the boys went straight to work panning for our retirement, or at least a newer more deluxe camper van.

We’re Rich! Gem stones bi#*hes.

Our “Happy Hour(s)” and Cullen is absolutely amazed by Keane’s blue ice-cream mustache and beard.

Its literally the funniest thing he’s seen all day.

“Momma look, have you seen this guys face?”

The Oregon Trail Begins

June 25, 2015

We’re finally back from our Oregon adventure and it truly was an adventure. We had an absolute blast, the boys especially, so get ready, I have several blog posts worth of photos to share, but why don’t we start with a conversation about our accommodations for the 2 weeks. I’m not going to sugar coat it, it was rough. It was the brainchild of The Husband and it was a camper van. An old, tired, small, in desperate need of a good scrub, “I can’t believe you did this to us”, “I want a divorce” camper van. His mad genius argument was that he would buy an old camper, which he did, it would be our home for 2 weeks like a bunch of gypsies, which it was, we could drive it to the coast, which we did (sidebar: said camper almost didn’t make the drive to the coast, reminder: it was vintage) and at the end of the 2 weeks, we would sell it and go back to our normal lives, and we did. However, when we arrived in Oregon and went to meet our new “investment”, it became emotional. As a mother I was already mentally stressing about getting through the logistics of a typical day with a 3 year old and a 16 month old in the tight and cramped confines of a camper, but now that tight cramped space was for want of a better word, gross. The thing looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in this decade. I was instantly silent. Thats how I operate when I’m mad as hell, no words, but a lot of long, deep, audible breaths. I’m a living breathing time bomb and I’m minutes away from exploding.

Husband: “What do you think? Not bad eh?”


And thats pretty much the gist of our conversation. A heated back and forth between a loving couple over how they were going to make this work. Honestly, if it weren’t for the 2 little boys, prancing around outside the camper like a couple of excited ponies, I would have baled. But there I was, rubber gloves on, armed with multiple bottles of various kinds of bleach and disinfectant, scrubbing for Ireland. That thing was sparkling by the time we were done with it.

And here we are, one big happy gypsy family, on our way to the camp ground pool. I’m smiling for the sake of the children.

The boys enjoying breakfast one of the mornings.

Giving our home a sponge bath.

Someone is pissed cos Daddy won’t let him use the scrubber.


Try Not To Miss Us

June 10, 2015

For the next 2 weeks we’ll be taking off to Oregon for a camping adventure. Yes, I’m serious. The Husband has to be in Oregon for NCAA’s and the US track & field champs but happens to have a bit of downtime in between, so we decided to mix a little pleasure with his business and take the boys on a little camping trip. And if I’m honest, I’m both excited and terrified at the idea of camping with 2 small boys. I have zero idea what to expect and because of that, I’m not 100% sure how to prepare, but I’ve decided to “go with the flow” and operate from a place of “one step, one challenge at a time”.

So the blog will be a little on the silent side for the next 2 weeks, but if we’re Facebook or Instagram friends I’ll be sharing updates along the way as we navigate our way through this adventure. And hopefully I’ll have lots of photos and stories to share once we return to our civilized lives in 2 weeks.

Until then try not to miss these cute faces .

Today I am a mom that is wiped the heck out. Kids parties have a way of burning you out and making you feel like you just ran back to back marathons in one day. Its crazy. These little monsters have energy for days and in large groups they seem to draw strength from each other and take that energy to explosive new levels. Throw in a endless supply of juice and cupcakes and all I can say is parents, put down your adult beverage, cos you are going to need all of your wits, focus and razor sharp reaction abilities to handle anything and everything thats about to happen. But at the end of the day its all about the kids, and the only thing that really matters is that they’ve had a good time and Keane had an absolute blast celebrating with all of his friends.

Keane’s party theme was “Dinosaurs” and I have to thank my good friend Aisha for the amazing job she always does designing and personalizing all of our party decorations.

Keane was very specific about his cake, he told the baker it had to be blue, with a big brachiosaurus at the top and maybe some balloons, cos his brother Cullen likes balloons and he wanted to share his cake with him too, and it definitely had to say “3″ and have “Keane” on it. Here is the end result. Needless to say, he LOVED it.

Our very colorful cupcakes with dinosaur toppers made by my friend Aisha.

That little hand is the birthday boy, he told me he was helping but I have a feeling he was trying to sneak himself a taste of cupcake.


The partener in crime.

Keane’s birthday shirt, its says “KEANE-A-SAURUS”. Cullen’s says “BRO-A-SAURUS”

I actually didn’t take as many photos during the party as I usually do, this year I wanted to really enjoy being part of the day and not worry about running around capturing every little moment. So I just spent about 15 minutes grabbing a few shots as the kids played.

The face of a little boy who just ate a shovel full of sand.

About to hit the bouncy castle.

Cullen doesn’t go to many people, but he loves his girlfriend Emma, follows her everywhere.

Hot and sweaty and ready for some birthday cake.

Thank you to my friend Gianne for taking these candle blowing shots.

Cullen and Emma share a cupcake.

I think this is his 3rd or 4th cupcake that day.