The Middle of the Night: Ruby Edition

Here is Ruby. Sweet, innocent, and a lot of laughs.

In the middle of the  night last night, Ruby comes into my room, approaches me, and says:

"I am so bored!"

I looked at the clock, and it was around 2am. How can somebody be bored at that time of day? Shouldn't she be sleeping? I was confused, and asked her what she meant. She just keep saying, "I am so bored in bed."

So, naturally, not wanting this to continue, I tell her to go use the washroom and head back to bed.

Next thing, after she grumbles and heads to the washroom, I hear her on the toilet, complaining...

"Ohhh! It's so boring at night!"

Now, I was starting to get a kick out of this, and even chuckled to myself as I fell back asleep. I don't know how much longer she was up, but a few minutes later, she came back in with her water bottle, needing the top unscrewed, so she could fill it up. I dozed back off again, and didn't see her until the morning.

What I don't get is, how in the world is a 3 year old up at that time of night, complaining about how boring it is in the middle of the night? She is a funny girl, for sure, but this really makes me laugh.

If you really know Ruby well, I am sure you can picture this perfectly. We often don't know what is going on inside the head of that little girl. She always makes us laugh though. 

Easter Surprise: Baby Edition

Great New!!!! Baby is here!!!

Just a quick peek-a-boo before I get back to the hospital. Josephine Deborah MacLean was born last night at 10:02PM. She was 7 pounds 15 ounces. She is perfectly amazing. We though we might be getting a boy, but no way, Jose!! Another girl in the Girl Power Army!! She's beautiful. I wish my other pictures were working out, these are among the very few I was able to successfully get onto the computer. The others went berserk. Mom and baby are both well. I am in a rush, so enjoy the pics. More to come.

The Kids Playing in the Back Yard

Yeah, the kids were playing outside. It has been such a dull winter,

and this just goes to show there isn't much winter type fun to be had

here during this mild winter. I mean, check out that patch of ice!

But, they loved it. Now it's gone again. I love the part of the video where Charlie is

struggling to get up. Funny stuff. Ruby's craziness is a bit evident in this video, too.

She's a silly little monster!! hahaha. Love them!

P.S.-Not our dog...belongs to the family accross the street.

Charlie the future Father

A video of Charlie during Nursery at Church


Charlie likes baby dolls. He is pretty good with them, too.
I think he will be a good dad.
This was during Nursery class. It was just me watching him.
That's the reason I took the video.

Charlie gets caught by the cops (and other news)

So a few weeks ago I was at home with the kids. I had been cleaning up and what not. It was a Saturday. Or some day off. Anyway, I forget where Kelly had gone, but I was alone. Charlie was downstairs playing around, and I was doing stuff. I had to go downstairs, and noticed Charlie had the phone, so I took it from him and shut it off.

Well, about 5 minutes later I get a call. "Hello?"..."Hello is Kelly MacLean Veinot there?"..."No, she's out, is there a message?"..."Are you her husband?"..."Yes."..."This is ____ _____ from the RCMP, we received a 911 call from your residence, and are checking to make sure everything is alright." ..."Oh, I think my one year old must have called it. He had the phone, and I took it fom him and hung up."..."Are you the only one home with him?"..."No, my daughters are here, too."..."Well, I am going to have to come out and check on things. It's standard procedure when we get a hang-up on a 911 call."..."Okay."

Wow, that was great news. Anyway, she came out. By this time, Kelly had come home. It was awesome having the officer come to our house. Actually, it was funny. I told the girls the police officer was a female. They were like, "What? A girl?". I had to explain that girls can be police, too. They were skeptical. The visit was fine though. She was nice, and only recorded my name and Charlie's name, and our birth dates. Great.

Anyway, in other news...I turned 32. No big deal. Still seems weird to be in the 30's. Not that I care, it just seems odd to say it.

The biggest news is.............................

Number 5 is on the way.

Kelly is about 3 and a half months along. She is due April 11th. I am going to take the end of the school year off to help her. I can get parental allowance that still gives me most of my pay.

We are excited, and so are the girls. The people I work with think we are nuts. Most of them have just 2 kids though.

Anyway, that's a little update. I have been behind a bit.

That Silly Charlie Boy

So I was on the computer last night, doing my online Masters course, and out comes Charlie from the bathroom, with my toothbrush. He was sucking on it, and putting it in his mouth. I was thinking, gross...but I will just run it under some hot water later.

Well, later came, when I was ready to go to bed, and I realized I don't know where that boy left my toothbrush. It could be anywhere. Maybe he swooshed it around in the toilet. Maybe it is under the couch cuddling with some cute little dust bunnies. Or maybe it got shoved into a daiper filled garbage somewhere.

Nonetheless, I think I will be getting a new toothbrush today. How did he even get into the toothbrush drawer? I put a safety lock on that!

What a student told me today.

Well, I could probably make this an ongoing blog topic, with all the crazy things I hear.

Today I had a student tell me that being a Teacher is "not a real job". Wow...and this was first period in the morning!! hahaha. Yeah, I questioned the student about it. Apparently we Teachers don't do much besides getting headaches. This is a 17 year old I am talking about. I was a little annoyed by the student's comment at first, naturally, but as I discussed it with them, I found it funny. The student said I probably had a headache right then. It was starting. Teachers don't really do any work. That's a concept.

This student goes lobster fishing, by the way. I guess that's real work. For 6 months of the year. Minus stormy days.