Hodge-Podge

A bunch of random pictures will create this entry.  Not much new to report over the weekend.  We didn't do anything fun or exciting.  Mohamed and I both worked and I did a lot of report writing, filling out the Ontario application to become a fully licensed psychologist in Canada, and progress notes (on my day off from the office).  Cameron has been addicted to doing math problems and mazes so over the weekend we played with lots of numbers and got lost a few times in mazes.  Emmersyn did a LOT of eating and watching her favorite television show, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.  We are all hoping that the snow will melt soon.  In anticipation of the spring weather, we went through our closets and picked out some our of summer clothes.  Our house is kept in the 70s so the kids were excited to wear their shorts inside while looking out the window at the snow.

This pose of Cameron just makes me laugh.  I'm not sure what he was doing or trying to convey through his body language.

Next thing I knew when I was capturing this picture of Cameron, Emmersyn found one of Mohamed's ties.

Then it was off to relax on the couch to watch some Mickey Mouse.

Cameron had asked if he could take a picture of me hugging Emmersyn.  What a perfect idea, but not such a perfect picture.  Oh well, it was worth the try.

And I just found this picture on the camera that I am assuming Mohamed took of Emmersyn because it wasn't me.  I wonder if she got into this jacket all by herself or if it was posed.  This girl gets into all of her daddy's things.

Cameron

Just thought I would spend a few minutes to enter a post before I started to catch up on some work.  These days my life consists on IQ testing in the States, therapy in Windsor, and research at Wayne State.  Mohamed has been shoveling a LOT of snow, cooking (Shrimp "yuckna" yesterday was awesome), and working.  Cameron has been obsessed with Super Mario Brothers and talking French.  And baby Emmersyn, continues to work on wrapping mom and dad around her finger.  She is so manipulative.  And how could I forget, we have all been eating too many girl scout cookies.  Cameron, Emmersyn and myself are addicted to the thin mints.  Mohamed at all of the Somoas and Tagalongs.  A few extra pounds won't hurt anyone, right?  The the last post was mainly Emmersyn pictures, so to be fair, I thought I would post a few Cameron pictures. 

Here he was just seeing what he might look like with a mop on his head....

And, I have to say, Cameron is such a great big brother.  He is always looking out for his little sister.  Here Mohamed brought the kids to the store to pick up a few things, and Cameron made sure that Emmersyn held onto his hand the whole time so that she would not get lost.  (I'm calling it "caring" and hoping it is not anxiety like his mom afraid that his little sister might get lost!)

Mohamed was just trying to sneak into a picture with Cameron.

And, so I don't forget all of the cute things Cameron says, I thought I should write a few down.  Cameron is always reminding me to wear my "breast protector" (a.k.a. bra) because I need to keep my breast milk safe.  But, the other day, I got a lecture from my 4 year-old about why I stopped breastfeeding Emmersyn.  Our conversation went something like this...

Cameron:  Why don't you pump milk for the baby any more?

Me:  I can't because I'm taking medication.  Why do you want me to pump?

Cameron:  Because it's better for her.  Breast milk is better than the other milk.  You don't pump because you are taking medication and you are a doctor?

Me:  Yes.  I want to pump, but I can't because I'm taking medication.

Mohamed:  Don't worry mommy will pump again when she has another baby.

I already felt guilty when I stopped nursing at 18 months, and then Cameron has to scold me!  And, did I mention that this child will not go to bed until his clothes are folded perfectly?  I told him I would quickly fold his shirt for him, and he yelled at me that the shirt wasn't "flat" enough and that I wasn't doing a good job folding it.  He insisted that he refold his clothes.  Why can't he just throw his clothes on the floor like other kids.  I would have no problem picking them up for him.  But, no.  My child has to be weird!

I can't wait until Emmersyn starts to talk so she can also lecture me.  I love being a mom!  Until next time....

A new blog....

So, the old blog wouldn't allow me to post any more pictures, so I ordered my blog on-line so that I would have a hard copy.  I thought this would be neat for the kids and myself to look back on years from now.  I love my blog books and had the intention of erasing my earlier posts to make room for some gigabytes so I could continue to add pictures.  When it came time for me to sit down to delete my earlier posts, Mohamed insisted that I couldn't dare erase any posts.  He was so caught up in watching some of the videos that were posted on the blog, and I think he was afraid of losing them.  So, I decided I couldn't waste any more time and I had to start a new blog.  So there are a lot of pictures to catch up on.  This first catch up post will be about Emmersyn. 

I just thought this first picture was cute of Emmersyn....

This next set of pictures definitely reminds us that she takes after her mother with her love of ketchup.

She is so smart, because she knows that ketchup is great to eat, but there is also a secondary gain...Getting a BATH!!!

Then, once she was all done with her bath, it was back to eating again.  That's all this girl does...it's her favorite past time.