Interview With A Kindergartener

As I was sitting in front of my computer trying to muster up some inspiration for today's blog post,  I remembered something I had read a while back in which a Mom asked her child a series of questions and posted the interview on her blog.

I can't remember what the blog name was and I tried to find it again but came up empty-handed. Anyways, I thought it was a super cute idea and I decided to give it a shot. Kids come up with the craziest things so I thought it would be fun to interview Coder for today's post. The questions and responses that are in bold are me asking questions and commenting on his answers. The responses in normal text are his answers word for word, I did not change them at all. I think it is totally cute and I am thinking of interviewing him again each year with the same questions. I think it would be neat to see how his answers change as he gets older. Here is what Coder, who is five years old, had to say:


1) What is your happiest memory?
Going at the fair. 

On the Roller Coaster with Daddy!!

(He means Crystal Palace, which we just went to yesterday. I guess his memory doesn't reach too far in the past).
   
2) What do you like most about being a kid?
Cuz I get to have fun with my mom and dad and I get to play and stuff like that.

3) One word to describe you would be _______.
Silly!

4) If you could be any animal, which one would you be and why?
A moose because I like them.
(LOL, Alrighty then, a moose it is!)

5) Whats your least favourite animal?
Frog  
(What did a frog ever do to you?)

6) What do you like to do for fun?
Jump on the trampoline and swing.
(He hasn't jumped on the trampoline since the summer because we put it away for the winter but I guess he liked it more than I thought!)

7) Tell me something funny.
Imagine everything was made out of biscuits. 
(Haha, what the hell?!)

8) What is your favourite thing to do? Why? 
Ride my bike because I like to do tricks and stunts. 
(This is definitely true, he LOVES riding his bike. He has been riding with no training wheels since he was three. He is quite the daredevil and loves trying to do stunts. We even put trick pegs on his bike for him. You can see him in action by clicking HERE.)

My little stunt man:)

9) What is your favourite thing to do at school?
Do art class.


10) What is your least favourite thing about school?
When I have to be quiet and read books.
(*Sigh* Kindergarten ain't easy...)

11) What do you love most about your sister?
That she does funny things and that I get to play with her and chase her.

12) What do you want to be when you grow up?
Dirt bike rider.
(This is his answer every single time he is asked this question. At least the kid has goals.)

13) What is your favourite thing to do in the summer?
Go to the beach.
(Me too!)

The beach is my favorite too!!

14) What is the grossest thing you can think of?
A dead earwig.
(LOL, What the actual f*ck!?!? From the mind of a child)

15) How old is your Mom?
21
(Pretty darn close!! I am actually 24. At least he guessed under and not older!)

16) What is your favourite colour?
Orange
(Also his answer every time he is asked his favourite colour or anytime you tell him to pick a colour/flavor)

17) What is your favourite food?
Grapes and strawberries. And tacos.
(He does love strawberries...Grapes..not so much but he does like them. Who doesn't love tacos?!)

How can you not like these guys?

18) What is your favourite TV show?
Toopy and Binou
(Toopy is pretty funny...Not even gonna lie.)

19) What do you like most about mommy?
Because you cook my favourite food.
(Yes. Yes, I do.)

20) What is your favourite thing about daddy?
Because I get to play with him and work with him and he teaches me grown up things that he does.
(Awww. Such a Dad's boy)

21) What super power do you wish you had?
Be super strong and see through walls.

22) Whats your favourite song?
Little guy 
(*Heart melts* It is a song by Gord Bamford, about his son,that him and Daddy listen too together)

23) Whats your favourite toy?
My little Lego's and my dump truck.
(If I step on one more Lego in the middle of the night on the way to the bathroom...They freakin kill)

He does have a crap load of Lego...As you can see here!

24) Where is your favourite place to go?
The dollar store to get a toy. I am going there later.
(Oh, are you now? And who is paying?)

25) What are you scared off?
When icicles hang from my window I am scared because I think they are scary teeth. And lions and tigers.  
(I am pretty sure he threw lions and tigers in there when he noticed I was looking at him like he was nuts...Which he is! But aren't we all..)

26) How does your mom make you laugh?
When you tickle me.

27) What do you think your mom does when you’re not around?
Clean
(Smart kid!)

28) What is your mom really good at?
Drawing and painting things that are hard.
(At least he thinks I'm good at something..)

29) What is your mom not very good at?
Driving a car.
(Again...Smart kid!)

30) What is your dad really good at?
Taking care of me.
(I'm pretty sure Mommy does most of that but I'll let you get away with that answer because it's cute.)

31) What is your mom not very good at?
Lifting super heavy things
(LOL, Don't tell Daddy that, you will deflate his ego)

32) What colour are your eyes?
*Runs to the bathroom mirror* Green
(Actually, they're blue. Apparently my child is colour blind...)

33) How do you know your mom loves you?
Cuz you kiss me and hug me.
(<3)

34) What do you and your mom do together?
Do crafts

He loves crafting with Mommy!

35) When is the last time you got in trouble?
When I pushed my sister today.
(Little shit...)

36) What do you like to do with sissy?
I like to pick her up
(This usually ends in him dropping her and tears...From her hitting the floor. And me screaming)

37) What do you like to do with daddy?
Go for drives far away

38) What is your favourite game to play?
Mario, with Tyson.
(He means Mario Cart on Nintendo DSI)

39) Who is your best friend?
Tyson
(His older cousin. The Hubby's sister's son, who is 10...I think)

Coder and Tyson, his BFF & partner in crime!

40) What is your teachers name?
Mrs.Gallant

41) What grade are you in?
Grade four
(Errr..No. You are in Kindergarten, but good guess)

42) Whats is your favourite number?
One hundred and two thousand, together.
(For some reason this is his go-to number when asked anything involving numbers. The time, his age, how many toes does he have? One hundred and two thousand it is!)

43) Tell me a joke.

Your a nana (banana) face.

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Banana Peel
Banana Peel, Who?
Banana Peel, Apple Peel *Bursts out laughing*
(AHAHAH. Now that's a knee slapper. Comedic gold!)

44) Tell me something you learnt at school?
How to stand in a line.
(At least they're learning something!)

45) What's your favourite holiday?
Christmas
(I wonder why? Could it have something to do with the shitload of presents?)

Could this be why Christmas is his fave holiday?

After I finished the Q & A, Coder decided that he wanted to interview Mommy. I limited him to five questions to narrow the chances of a potentially awkward question. This is what he came up with:

Coder Interviews Mommy: (Coder in BOLD, Mommy in plain text)

1) Why did you leave up the Christmas tree for a long time?
Because it looks pretty and I always leave it up until New Year's Day.

2) Can you lift up super heavy things?
No

3) Can you drive a car?
 Yes, but not very well. Plus, I have no drivers license. (I know, I know...I'm working on it...)

4) Why are you on the computer so much?
Because I like it. I like to work on my blog and find fun ideas. (Shit! Don't show Daddy this, he already bitches that I am on it too much...But I am really NOT. Well, not THAT much. Plus, I do all the hard work so I deserve a few hours minutes on the computer a day.)

What is your favourite food?
Cap'n crunch cereal and Smarties McFlurry's from McDonald's (That counts as "food", right?).


So there you have it! Straight from the mind of a five year old. It was a really fun little project and I would love to see some other Mommy/Child interviews. They are just so darn fun! I came across a cute idea to incorporate these interview ideas into a keepsake craft but I can't for the life of me find the link or remember which blog I saw it on. Basically, you type of ten questions (or however many you can fit ) and get your child to write the answers in, or do it yourself if they are too small, then you frame it beside a picture of them with their name at the top. It is kinda hard to explain, I will try my best to find the link, but the one she made was adorable and would be a great gift for a parent or grandparent. If anyone knows the project I am referring to please share the link in the comments!!


*** Thanks to Kara for letting me know that the framed version of this project I was referring to can be found on the craft blog Oopsey Daisy! You can check it out HERE! Thanks again!***

A Very Merry Christmas 2011

Phew! Another Christmas has come and gone.


I feel like the past year has just flew by so quickly. This Christmas was a great one and I am sure my kids will agree! I won't lie, I am a little sad that it is over. There is just something so magical about the holidays. Everyone just seems a bit more cheerful. With all the Christmas lights and the choruses of "Merry Christmas" from passerbys and neighbors, it is such a joyful time of year. Now that it is over I am a bit bummed, although we still get to relax and spend time together as a family for another couple weeks. Coder doesn't go back to school until the tenth of January and I must say I am thrilled. Because hubby leaves for work at 7am and I do not have my drivers liscence (I wrote my test once...and failed by one measly point...but thats another post) that means that I have the ever-so-fun task of bundling up Nelly and walking Coder to and from school each day. Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE walking, just not in minus 30 degrees celcius (that is -22 F in case you were wondering). I feel bad waking up the baby and dragging her out into the cold every morning..but it is my only option at the moment. We are too close for Coder to be a bus student yet just far enough to be freezing by the time we get there. So yes, I am  beyond phsyched to have a two week hiatus from freezin my ass off twice daily.

Anywho, back to Christmas...We spent a lot of time with our families, drove around oohing and ahing over Christmas light displays, built a snowman, feasted on turkey dinner, decorated a gingerbread house, and of course opened a TON of gifts. On Christmas Eve day we spent the afternoon at hubby's grandmothers house with all of his family (his two sisters and their hubbys and children...six kids in total not counting mine)...The kids had a blast playing with their cousins while the adults sat around listening to Christmas music, talking and laughing at the kids antics.

Chanel enjoying some appetisers

The kids playing downstairs

After supper most of the party moved to hubby's mother's house where the festivities continued until almost 8pm.When we finally got home on Christmas Eve the kids were thrilled to find a note from Mrs.Clause on the bed along with a new pair of jammies for each of them.

I forgot to take a pic of the note but it basically said that Santa had left for his journey so they should put on their new jammies and get to bed...And not to forget to leave out milk and cookies. That was the most excited they have ever been to go to sleep. Well not so much Nelly, she didn't totally get it yet, but she was thrilled to put on her new jammies. Before bedtime we allowed them each to open one small gift. Chanel was thrilled with hers...Coder, on the other hand, was not. He opened a small one which happened to be a dollarstore toy four-wheeler and lets just say he was less then impressed. "I don't want this one" he whined as tears ensued. It was from Nana, who had also given them bigger gifts and tickets to Crystal Palace, but he didn't know that yet) I was so ticked off at his rude behavior that could have throttled him. After a breif lecture on why it isn't nice to say you don't like a gift and how some kids get nothing for Christmas and how it hurts peoples feeling, etc it was off to bed.

Kids in their new jammies

 At five in the morning Coder woke up bugging to open his gifts...I told him it was still nighttime and he had to go back to sleep for a little longer...Needless to say this elicited whines and cries on his part, thus waking up Nelly briefly. Thankfully, they both fell back asleep until almost 9pm (Thank god because mommy was pooped). I'm pretty sure that Christmas morning was just as much fun for me as it was the kids. I was so excited to see their little faces light up. Hubby and I woke up to choruses of "Mommy! Daddy! Wake up!!! Santa came!! He ate the cookies!!" I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled down the hall to see. Sure enough the milk and cookies were gone, as was the carrot left for Rudolph. There was also a rather charming letter from Santa.

Needless to say, the kids were awestruck. There was a crapload of gifts and they wasted no time tearing into them. I had to help Nelly because after she opened each gift she wanted to play with it, so it took a while to open all of hers..This did not fair well with Coder seeing as he tore through his in record time and then proceeded to try opening everyone elses. They both got tons of stuff, and the the hubs and I got some nice stuff as well, including a new pot and pan set, a knife block and knife set, an awesome red slowcooker that matches my other red pots and pans and much more.

Before the chaos ensued...

After all the gifts are open

I was running around like a crazy person trying to clean up wrapping paper and boxes, thinking about where the hell I was going to put all this new stuff. Then I recieved a call from my mom and her fiancee saying to come over for turkey dinner and that they had a bunch MORE presents for us and the kids. 'Oh dear god, now I'm going to have ten times as much toys to clean up. After all the gifts were opened and each was played with we all curled up for a nap until around lunchtime. Then we got up and played some more until it was time to go to "'Nother Nanny's." (The kids call hubbys mom and step-dad 'Nanny and Papi' and my mom and step-dad 'Nother Nanny and Gampy'...as in the other nanny and grampie.)

Ready to go in her new clothes...

 When we got to nother nanny and gampys there were a bunch more gifts for all of use from them, my sister and my grandmother. The kids got a bunch more toys including about a million Lego's...the REALLY small ones...I am not kidding like a HUGE storage bin FULL...I swear my mom did that on purpose to torture me. I got some really cute stuff to including some new perfume and an adorable hat and mitton set from Aeropostale (from my sister), a Tommy Hilfiger hoodie, a super cute Clinique makeup bag and makeup (from my grandmother), a 50$ Giant Tiger gift card (from my mom) and hubby got an MMA track jacket from my mom and an H & M hoodie from my sister. We got other stuff too but I am too lazy to list it all.

More gifts at "nother Nanny and Gampy's"  house...

One of Nelly's faves...Vtech Zebra 3in1 scooter/ride-on toy

After the second round of present opening we sat down for a delicious turkey dinner with mashed potatos, homemade stuffing and gravy. It was honestly one of the best meals I have ever tasted courtesy of "Gampy." He's one of the best cooks I know. We talked and laughed while the guys had a beer (Hubby was limited to one because he was driving us home later). A few hours later turkey burnout had set in and all I wanted to do was crawl under my covers. We drove the long drive home, carried two sleeping kids into the house, brought all the gifts inside and climbed into bed. Lucky for me I got to sleep in a bit because the kids were so preoocupied with all their new toys the next morning that they left me alone for a while. Unlucky for me I awoke to what looked like a tornado had crashed through my home.

Boxing Day morning...they only LOOK innocent

 The last few days were full of fun and laughs and memories that I will always cherish, and while I am sad to see 2011 come to a close, I am also excited for the future. Who knows what 2012 will bring..I am sure there will be struggles and challenges but I also know there will be triumphs and milestones and overcoming obstacles. I am looking forward to a clean slate and the chance to start fresh in the New Year. A chance to both grow as a person and also watch my kids grow even more. What did you do for the holidays? What do you look forward to in 2012?

Sunday Snapshots: How NOT to Supervise a Toddler.

With all the hustle, bustle of preparing for the holidays, I admit I probably haven't been giving my children the same amount of supervision I normally do.

That is not to say that I ignore them or leave them to fend for themselves. It is just that I will be so consumed in a project that I don't check in on them as often as I should I usually do.   Usually their giggles and shrieks assure me that they are, indeed, alive and well. It is the silence that terrifies me. So imagine my suspicion when in the middle of trying to fill out, address and stamp my ten thousand Christmas cards I become aware of the eerie silence that has cloaked my usually deafening home. I got up and began cautiously checking each room, shouting for Nelly, with no response. My heart begins to sink with dread as all kind of horrible scenarios run through my mind. What if she got outside? What if she is hurt and unconscious? What if she was abducted by aliens? Suddenly, I heard some shuffling around from the kitchen...What the? I turned the corner and paused right before the kitchen entryway, bracing myself for the very worst. I stepped around the threshold and came face to face with this:

If only I can get this goddam nail polish open...

Wait, shhh...Did you hear that?

Oh shit...I mean...Hi Mommy! Just tidying things up for you.

Apparently, Nelly decided that she was due for a manicure. I had a few of my favorite nail polishes on top of the stove. Well, she must have opened the oven door, and used it as a step to hoist herself up onto the top of the range. I watched her for a second as she struggled to open the nail polish, until she finally turned around with a looked on her face that clearly said "BUSTED." Thankfully, my oven and burners are next to impossible for me to turn on, let alone a two year old. You have to screw around with the timer for like five minutes, jiggle the dial, kick it three times and shout at least four profanities before the oven will work. Don't even get me started on my schizophrenic burners. I took her down and gave her a stern talking to: (*In meanest baby-talk voice* "Nooo, Neh-wee-poo, dat's badddd durl...It will burn da wittle babyyy...You no touch dat, oh-tay?" She looked at me like I had lost my mind and toddled off. Thankfully, we haven't had a repeat of her little adventure...yet. I am sure we will though, now that she knows she can use the oven door as a stepstool. If I am being totally honest I must admit that I hesitated before posting this. I was worried that all the other blogging moms would chastise me for being a shitty mom who lets her baby play on top of the stove. But then i decided fuck it, shit happens. (Pardon my french) I don't have eyes in the back of my head and cannot keeps tabs on both kids and get everything done i need to at the same time. And if there are any moms out there who can do so, well then I secretly think you're full of shit applaud you.

**There is a Christmas gift post in the works that consists of the gifts I bought my rugrats, and what I think some of the top toys of 2011 are. I am sharing this because I figure if you are anything like me then you are one nosy S.O.B and want to know what every other mom is doing, buying, wearing, cooking etc. I mostly enjoy these types of posts because I can then steal all these fantastic mom's ideas and claim them as my own, wowing my family and friends with my ingenuity in the progress:D Although I cannot guarantee a specific day, it will be posted this week for sure.**

Sunday Snapshots: Cold Weather Doesn't Stop The Fun!

The kiddos had a blast playing soccer and wrestling around with their cousins (my nephews) at Nana and Pappy's house (Aka my hubby's mom and step-ish-dad *long story*). Love those kids so much<3 The cold weather did not deter them at all, in fact, I think it made them even more hyper o_O

My oldest nephew (The one in the plaid shirt and shaggy hair pictured directly above) is the only one who didn't join the outdoor festivities. He was much happier on the computer watching Youtube videos of talking oranges (?!). He is going to be in high school next year so I guess i can't really blame him for not wanting to play with his little brothers. I wouldn't have been caught dead in public with my little sister during my high school career. He did take minute for me to snap a pic of him and Nelly though. He really is a great kid though:)

Thursday Tidbits: The Thanks I Get...

Check out my son, Coder's, latest artwork. Seeing his latest masterpiece has made me realize just how much he is growing up...And I am not sure I like it.

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For those of you that aren't experts in kindergarten level artistry, let me break it down. What you are looking at above is a picture of me (according to my son). Besides the fact that my head is horribly deformed what else do you notice? That's right, a there is a circle around "me" with a line through it "No Smoking" style. He then proceeded to ask for a thumbtack to hang it on his door. It would appear that I have been barred from my sons room indefinitely. The room that I furnished. The room that I clean. However, once I pointed out the fact that if I was not allowed in then who would help him clean it up, he hastily flipped the page over and added this:

Oh look, it's "me" again, sans the circle and line. This side means that I am allowed to enter. He made this signed about three days ago and it is still in use on his door. I am banned again at the moment. I will admit I did feel a tiny tinge of hurt at the fact that my own child, a child that I brought into this world, did not want me in his bedroom. But then I realized that my baby boy is, indeed, growing up. And that he is his own person and he has just as much a right to privacy as I do and I must respect that. And I gotta say, the whole sign idea IS pretty clever. I do sneak in his room when he is out with Daddy though to put his clothes away and tidy up...But shhhh, don't tell on me.