I found this site where they list the top 10 real life super-heroes. I mean actual super-heroes in capes and masks, not just people who should be looked up to but real crime-fighting superheroes. Remarkably, 3 out of 10 of these people are in New York. Good to know someone’s looking out for Laura, should there be any trouble! Check it out http://www.oddee.com/item_87762.aspx.

Also included on this site are the top 10 Most Bizarre Sports. Ranges from Buzkashi (like polo but with a headless goat?) to cheese chasing to bog snorkeling. My personal favorite is the Rock Paper Scissors League where you can win up to $50,000. Click here http://www.oddee.com/item_87009.aspx.

We bought Emma her first doll house yesterday at a consignment store for kids by our house. It’s really, really cute. It’s the Fischer Price Little Peoples doll house. It came with a house that opens up, a mom, a dad, a baby, a stroller, highchair, change table, crib, bed, table, chair, etc. She seems to really like it. Especially likes putting people onto the toliet. It’s bathroom has a toliet with a lid that opens and you can get people to sit on it which, for some reason, is Emma’s favorite part at the moment. She doesn’t seem to like the baby very much and quite often throws her on the floor. She doesn’t like real toliets at all right now either. We’ve tried getting her to sit on the potty and even bought one of those training rings for the toliet for her to try out. She is often dry in the morning and sometimes will even tell me “poopy” before she goes which are all positive signs for potty training at least.

Friday marked Emma’s first trip to McDonald’s. Kris suggested we go there for dinner — we were going to go to the grocery store and get everything we needed to make sandwiches. Kris’ suggestion won out when I realized that McDonald’s is air conditioned and it was 30C in the house! We ordered Emma her first Happy Meal even though I know it’s complete crap. I know as a parent that there is no way to keep them away from junk like that forever. You only do the best you can do right? Anyways, she got chicken nuggets, fries and apple juice. But wait, I forgot the best part. The only part she, and millions of other kids, even liked — the toy! I asked Mark to get her an “under 3″ toy but the cashier just gave him a normal one. By this time, Emma was bored and crying so I opened it and gave it to her. Later the cashier realized her mistake and asked for it back — as if! We ended up getting the baby toy as well. The first was a Hello Kitty Glamour Pack which I thought was super lame but Emma gave at least two big Wowie’s for. It’s a plastic bracelet and ring in a container with a cat head — and she really loves it! She really doesn’t love chicken nuggets though. The baby toy was a plastic Ronald McDonald ontop of a dolphin — a bathtub toy, I think. Anyway, so begins Emma’s nutritional decline as our house starts, once again, to fill up with cheap Happy Meal Toys. What have we started???

A while ago someone stole a bunch of stuff from the truck, including the cell phone. We finally got it replaced. The phone number is the same 554-5xxx phone number as before.

Emma and I were playing with her doll yesterday (Dora the Explorer for those who like the details in life). She has terrible hair right now, I think that I need to wash and restyle it ASAP. Anyways, I said to Emma look at Dora’s crazy hair, it’s as bad as yours! She immediately touched Dora’s hair and her own hair. I was a little surprised. I then asked her where Dora’s nose was. She pointed to Dora’s nose. Then I asked her where her nose was. She stuck her finger up her nose then but clearly had the right idea. She also knew the locations of bellybuttons, arms, hands, legs, feet, ears, head, eyes, mouths and bums. After that she got bored and wandered off. She kept looking at me like I was crazy to not know where Dora’s ears, etc. were. Too, too funny. I guess she understands alot more than we give her credit for!

Her other new “trick” is the infamous high five. She’ll happily give it to you up high or down low. Her learning this new skill has led to alot of questions by me. When did the five originate? Why? What the heck does it mean anyway? Why does everyone seem to know what it means? After some lengthy research by yours truly, I’m pleased to tell you that I have discovered some answers.

I found this article online about what Girl Guides in UK are interested in learning about and earning badges for. Some of their ideas, such as money mangement and debt reduction, do make some sense. While others, assembling flat pack furniture and safe sex practices, just make you wonder what the heck the badges will look like! I remember being a Guide and learning about camping, sewing, cooking, crafts, animals, planets, etc. Not once did anyone mention Ikea or condoms to me. How the times are a-changing. It makes you wonder how much further they’ll go. I hope that Emmy becomes a girl guide one day and that I can volunteer as a leader. I’m not sure how willing I am to teach other people’s children about safe sex practices though! Here’s the article…http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/article2134549.ece

Today Uncle Chris came over to take Kris to the store to pick out a game for his birthday present. He came in, visited for a few minutes and then took off with Kris to the store. When they got back, Emma was napping. She woke up just before he left. Just long enough for her to bug Kristopher when he was trying out his new DS game with a squirming baby on his lap. When Christopher went to leave I said “Say bye-bye to Uncle Chris”. She did, no big surprise. I said bye-bye Uncle Chris, love you. And then she said it… “Wuv you!” to Uncle Christopher. He just heard it as he was walking to the door to grab his shoes and came back to give her another big hug and say that he loves her too. I tried to get her to say it again, but of course she wouldn’t. I think today is her first documented Love you to anyone, anywhere. Lucky Uncle Christopher!
Now I’m off to take Kristopher and a couple of his friends to the pool to go swimming. I don’t know why I added the “to go swimming” part. Of course they’re swimming at the pool. It’s not like they go there to aquacize or something. Didn’t get much sleep last night. Emma was up for ages and I even took her for a pre-dawn walk to try to get her back to sleep. It was sorta neat being out before anyone else was awake — we saw lots of bunnies. Sorta neat except for the exhausted, dead on my feet part! Hopefully the boys don’t act up this afternoon — Emma’s been a really good girl today, thank goodness!

Website puts your ex’s face on toilet paper
Posted by Marc Saltzman at 4:54 PM | E-mail this post

Talk about toilet humor, this website will help you exact revenge in a “dirty” (but harmless) way.

OK, some might argue this takes “hate” to a new level.

But if you have an ex-girlfriend, ex-boyfriend or ex-spouse you really can’t stand, a New Jersey-based website, JustToiletPaper.com will make you custom toilet paper with your ex’s face on it — or anyone else you don’t particularly care for, be it your boss, Paris Hilton or Prime Minister Stephen Harper.

All that’s required is for you to email the affable webmaster, Marc Polish, a photo of someone you’d like to, er, “wipe” from your memory, and within two weeks or so you’ll receive a care package for your bathroom. One size fits all, er, users.

Hey, it also makes for a great personalized gag gift, too.

Prices are in U.S. funds and are as follows: $35 setup fee (to make the plate and halftone based on the photo) and then you must order a minimum of four rolls of perforated toilet paper (each with 500-sheets) for $12 apiece. Shipping is about $20 to Canada, therefore you’re looking at about US $100.

More info is at JustToiletPaper.com.

Emma slept until 5 a.m. this morning then came to my bed to be nursed. When the alarm went off at 6 a.m., neither of us even flinched although it’s right by my head. Mark says I have this unfailing ability to sleep through anything and that Emma has inherited it from me. Today she took it to new extremes. Not only did she not wake for the alarm, she didn’t stir when Mark woke me up and I got out of bed and had a shower. Nor did she wake up when Mark got her diaper changed and dressed her for the day. She didn’t even wake up when I nursed her before we left the house. She only really woke up a little when I started laughing so hard I snorted in the car — Mark went to get in the car and put one foot in. Then he remembered he wanted to grab something from the other vehicle to take to work and turned to get it without really pulling his foot out of the truck. It was hysterical! He totally almost fell over and had this classic look on his face like “Oh shit, what have I done!”. I was glad I wasn’t holding my coffee cup or I would have had to go and change. I laughed and laughed (at his expense). Emma finally opened her eyes and looked at me like I was completely crazy! Good times in the car. At least she seemed happy enough when we dropped her off at her dayhome. She gave us a little sleepy smile from the arms of her sitter and lifted two little fingers to wave bye-bye. I’m sure she’ll wake up when all her friends arrive to play with her. She has such a good time there!

P.S. Christopher wanted me to mention to everyone about the big Purple Nurple he gave Kristopher for his birthday. It wasn’t the bruise leaving kind like Uncle Joe once gave him but it was indeed a brutal nurple! Good on you Uncle Chris! I don’t know if you’ll be getting a thank-you card from him for that gift…

Last night we were shopping at the Super Store (mainly for the air conditioning. I was actually pressing myself up against the dairy shelves, much to Emma’s amusement because they were so nice and cold! Ah….ice). I ran across this book called 14,000 Things To Be Happy About. Here’s the web site http://www.thingstobehappyabout.com/. It is full of random things to be happy about…some (i.e. a summer rain storm) more than others (warm mittens). –Boy, I’m sure focused on temperature today, aren’t I?– With the frantic pace of today’s world it’s easy to forget all the little things (and sometimes big things) there are to be happy about. Some days it’s hard to even realize that there may be 1 thing, never mind 14,000 things to possibly be happy about. This book is just a list, a very long, very random list but I think it is very much needed. Not the actual book, of course, but the idea of the book. On the darkest days of your life, it’s easy to forget how good an easter lily smells or what grass feels like on your bare feet. It seems like the media is so focused on the negative these days. And of course, what the media focuses on, the world focuses on. Perhaps this surge of negativity can be diluted a tiny bit by postive thinking. It’s not always going to be the best day of your life like your wedding day full of joy. Some days are mediocre and some just plain suck. Check out the site if you need a little smile, maybe it will help!