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I'm back for my audience of two and will not be launching in to some long drawn out excuse as to why I was gone. Suffice it to say-I'm back...for now.

I made something yummy, and then I ate too much.

Vegetarian Shepherd's Pie

2 cups of mushrooms, sliced and sauteed with 1 tbsp of butter and 6-8 minced chives
Add in 1 cup of frozen peas, 1 cup of corn (I used fresh off the cob), 1/2 to 3/4 of a pack of Yves Veggie Ground Round and 1 can of half fat mushroom soup

Stir and toss in 1/3 cup of small cheese cubes (don't leave it out, it binds it together)

Poor in to a pan, top with mashed potatoes, and a handful of shredded cheese. Bake for 20 mins and broil for a few more.

Made 6 good size servings or 4 giganitc.

So good.

In 1.5 hours he manages this...

Cade: Morning mommy! We go in car-get married!.
Mommy: Cade, Mommy is already married to Daddy.
Cade: Nooooo!

Mommy: Do you want to go for a car ride with Mommy and Daddy next week for a wedding.
Cade: Where is wedding?
Mommy: Canmore. You can see forests and mountains.

Cade: Mommy, where Easter bunny go?
Mommy: Uhhh, he went back to the forest to make more Easter eggs for next year.
Cade: Easter bunny in Canmore??? I go see Easter bunny next week and get wedding to Mommy!

I ate a piece of organic bird 45 minutes ago, I might puke. I've struggled with my vegetarianism for about 4-5 months now and after an interesting coversation, with another vegetarian (!!!), I decided that I would consume organic poultry. When I became a vegetarian I was philosphically opposed to eating meat. I'm not sure what happened but apparently I no longer value poultry in comparison with bovines and swine. That and my naturopath suspects that I am anemic and lack energy, my metabolism sucks ass and my adrenal gland is functionally poorly. Apparently, I'm dying a slow and painful death.

So I bought some. I thanked the bird and ate about 2 ozs and I am fairly sure that 5 years with no meat what-so-ever + bird = pain. I'm a hypocrite and I deserve it. And I will do it again, next time I won't forget the apple cider vinegar in advance.

As for the naturopath-she recommended a B vitamin complex daily plus a vitamin pack x2/day, a bunch of ground up seeds (must buy seeds), a magensium formula and poultry 5 days a week. I'm compromising with 2-3 days a week.

And on to other things...Ty and I had a date night last night when he came home from work. My dad stayed over with Cade and they spent the day with his fiance and their dog. Cade seemed pretty pleased with his new loot (spoiled??? of course not). We stayed at the local Fairmont property, where we were also married 5 yrs ago next month. We ate, I may have had a rather large intoxicating martini, we ate more, we shopped. We spent $500 in 22 hrs. OUCH. And so that my dear is our annual date. Next time C is sleeping at grandpas and we're eating Ichiban.

PS-Here are some recent shots of my super-cute-super-loud-super-smart-kid.

I feel so guilty...

I'm so absent from the blog. I'm unmotivated and my sons's second birthday has passed without so much as a peep from me. Terrible!

Ok, so here goes...

Cade turned 2 in February. He's a big, chatty, goofy boy. He's seems smarter than we are. His memory is crazy and he tells us stories, with a lot of "ummm, uhhh, yeah!" thrown in. He's such a cool guy and so stubborn! He recently moved in to a double bed. He was freaking out about having mommy or daddy sleep with him and you know-neither of us can squeeze one ass cheek in to a toddler bed, nevermind a whole freakin' adult body. So he sleeps in his double bed, crappily (yes I made that up) that is. He still wakes up, but no more bottles, just cuddles. Who invented the double bed-I must hug them! So the whole point of the story is that yesterday he took me to HIS bed and told me that it is "Cade's bed, Mommy's bed" to which I responded "Who sleeps in the big bed?", and received "ummmm, uhhhhh DADDY and DEACON!". So daddy and the cat share a bed and mommy and Cade share a bed. Apparently Tyler needs to get on night time duties every now and then. Yeah.

And on a different note, apparently you can accurately predict your child's height at 2 yrs of age, by multiplying by two and adding one inch. So he'll be 5 "10-YES! I'm super excited that he won't be short. So while he is tall now, apparently he is only average-can someone tell me how he is in the 90th percentile for height then?

Hey, when did your toddler start asking "why, who, where, what"? Cade inserts one of those in to nearly every sentance. "Why noisy mommy, Why sunny mommy, Why cold mommy, Why moon in sky mommy, Why Deacon on bed mommy (uhh Cade, did you forget that's Deacons bed!), Why daycare mommy, Why daddy work mommy (to which he usually tells me-Make money mommy, pay bills!), Why blowdry mommy", and many many more. You should hear my genius answers to the scientific based questions. Today he asked why the moon was smaller and I told him that it was because we were on page 6 of "Papa Get the Moon" (Eric Carle). Yeah, that translates to "how the hell do I know???".

So Cade had a great birthday and he's super cool. We sat through lunch the other day and carried on a full coversation about trains, how much he loves trains, the Thomas that is perpetually glued to his hand, and going to "Toys IS Us-that's right not Toys R Us" to see more trains. Such a smart guy! But don't touch Thomas, he might attack!

As for me, well I continue to be boring. I did go to Vegas, I did spend far too much, I do continue to have guilt, but I did have fun. Lots of fun-go, leave kids with grandparents. And Tyler, well he's even more boring, the poor sap didn't even get a trip to Vegas.