Keep Your Legs Crossed.

This afternoon we took the entire herd to Canadian Tire to buy skates. And hockey sticks. And pucks. And stick tape.

The older kids’ school has an outdoor rink that’s flooded and maintained by a collection of parents (hopefully I can be one of them next year) and all three of The Boys are thrilled at the idea of using it on weekends and after school and the like.

Hundreds and hundreds of dollars later, we emerged with everything we needed and a.. “toy for Mom”.

My “toy” is a Method O-Mop for the dining room floor so I can clean it of all the crap the kids throw down with each meal. I’ve wanted one for a while now and the fact that I found it at Canadian Tire made me giddy.

The kids were skipping around with their skates and I was trying to stop myself from making out with a mop in a dark corner. This is what my life has come to.

Relatedly – when all three kids are in public with Coffee and I, I’m pretty sure we’re serving as a really good endorsement for birth control. It’s my form of community service.