tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-360778132024-03-07T17:39:47.856-07:00one of two mommieskim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-21072854152213732542015-04-27T21:42:00.001-06:002015-04-27T21:44:38.827-06:00testing.survey: http://goo.gl/forms/geWtd6xMGG
or in spanish: http://goo.gl/forms/hzJbsrsPWdkim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-35352337424893558312011-09-09T00:02:00.000-06:002011-09-09T00:02:49.011-06:00topsat the spray park the other evening ella asked me, "how come girls wear a bathing suit that covers their nipples even though they don't even have breasts, but boys don't?"
well kid. that is a good question. i told her well, you know, grown up men don't wear shirts usually when they're swimming so boys usually dress the same. and because grown up women wear tops to cover their breasts, i guess kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-57018386991470453022011-08-31T12:42:00.001-06:002011-08-31T12:44:09.777-06:00A Vague Idea
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font-family:"kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-33520143052463096842010-06-27T20:31:00.002-06:002010-06-27T20:32:36.891-06:00resurrectionfor chloeOriginally uploaded by kim.mamathis blog is nearly dead. i'm going to need to resuscitate it. things have changed a lot around casa ella y kim. i don't really want to go over all the details. i'm just going to start back in here. because the child is having milestones like crazy and i wanna beam about it.we went to sask for the long weekend in may and ella bonded with her cousin chloƩ kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-37051608337862396952009-08-27T22:27:00.001-06:002009-08-27T22:27:23.573-06:00wtf sigg?wtf sigg?Originally uploaded by kim.mamanot happy with this news about sigg's liner. i specifically purchased sigg bottles because of their assurances of their safety for children. fuck you sigg.kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-2207895162708523542009-06-20T21:31:00.001-06:002009-06-20T21:31:13.282-06:00friends make things more bearablefriends make things more bearableOriginally uploaded by kim.mamait's true. one of the good things about even a truly terrible horrible crappier than crap job is the people you meet. funny, nutty, lovely friends you make as you endure the #$!^#$-flinging. yep, good.kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-79911314601222234882009-04-08T22:48:00.001-06:002009-04-08T22:48:33.753-06:00the good.doctoringOriginally uploaded by kim.mamathings are a bag of suck around here right now and i've nobody to talk to. so. what's good? ella learned what an exclamation point is but pronounces it "ex-amazin point!" clearly, the child is a riot. and right now? after a full year of intermittent announcements that she was going to sleep in her own bed tonight and then chickening out every night, tellingkim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-53324451601168924632009-02-22T19:18:00.001-07:002009-02-22T19:18:48.385-07:00does everyone see?'prise!Originally uploaded by kim.mamadoes everyone see her like i do? i wonder. can strangers on the street see the exuberant spirit inside her? the wild, funny, generous little heart that beats so quickly inside her chest? i feel like no one could ever know her like i do. the pure joy inside her. the pure love inside her. could anyone ever delight as much as i do at the peculiar shape of her kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-36149897295193458402009-02-08T20:07:00.001-07:002009-02-08T20:08:59.589-07:00ella LOVES skating.four years old is a whole new world. ella has sprouted an inch, a clothes size, and an attitude. hooo, the attitude. it's TFO after TFO around here.but also with the adorable. her love of skating. i've never seen her love anything so instantly and with such abandon since, well, the wiggles. the first time she skated she was cruising around the rink singing to herself "i'm 'kating... i'm 'kating."kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-17506272402389149232008-12-24T10:36:00.002-07:002009-06-20T21:38:44.179-06:00all i want for xmasi am back from saskatchewan and feel like xmas is over. we did everything xmas is for me. got together with my mom's family, ate a lot, the kids bonded and played. we went sledding and snowshoeing. we opened presents. we played cards and dominoes. we drove the insanely long drive there and back. i'm all done now. sated.and i love my daughter so much it hurts. she makes me so proud to be her kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-57864708297066373182008-11-22T19:39:00.002-07:002008-11-22T19:52:13.021-07:00I was tagged by mommyknows.Anyone reading this has been tagged too!1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Nope.2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Who can keep track? I cry a lot.3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? Yes, except when I am really tired it gets sloopy. Yes, I said sloopy.4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Spicy turkey or whatever.5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Yes.6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-72262372780584919892008-09-06T23:20:00.002-06:002009-06-20T21:39:38.937-06:00preschool previewpreschool is going to kill me.today was like a little preview. ella had her first gymnastics class. her first class without mama. she wailed. cried. hollered "mooooooooooom" like a cow in labour. sucked her fingers out of total fear and anxiety. wailed. stared bug eyed at me from across the huge gymnasium.and i had to sit in the fucking bleachers and watch. it was not good, people. my heart achedkim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-89105053223153467432008-08-16T19:31:00.001-06:002008-08-16T19:31:27.323-06:00recognize her?and the mini oneOriginally uploaded by kim.mamai flip back and forth between having the opinion that it's getting easier to send ella off to her other mom's house each week, and that it's just not getting easier at all. maybe right now i'm extra sentimental because preschool is looming. my baby will be starting preschool soon, and i'm just feeling sad about it. don't get me wrong. i'm excited forkim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-8011755501069788742008-07-31T22:13:00.001-06:002008-07-31T22:13:16.397-06:00her latest thingher latest thingOriginally uploaded by kim.mamahand-funnel-whispering hints. especially when playing eye-spy. only her hints are the answers. but it's still cuter than a basket of kittens.also now that she's mastering the letter L, she's using it on words that actually do have a Y, not just the words where she pronounced the L as a Y. the other day i yawned and she said "oh, you lawnin' mom?" kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-44523387814455662202008-07-18T14:30:00.001-06:002008-07-18T14:30:40.792-06:00i grew up here.the beach is yay.Originally uploaded by kim.mamajust was looking at this pic i took of ella on our recent visit to christopher lake. i grew up there. that beach there, where ella's lying? i took swimming lessons there as a kid. at 8 am. hot damn it was cold some mornings. i mentioned this on our visit. my mom said it was NOT 8 am. i was all it was too! she said, no, it was maybe 10 am. i said kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-53476380950461298572008-07-15T08:38:00.001-06:002008-07-15T08:38:49.293-06:00saskatchewanwild strawberriesOriginally uploaded by kim.mamabeing home in saskatchewan is totally soothing for me. and watching ella have a blast with my mom is over the top goodness. it was really cool watching her get used to the country too. running wild across the great expanses of grass, dirt, beach, whatever. lying on the ground picking and eating wild strawberries with my mom. experiencing what it's kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-44704907537798924062008-06-25T23:00:00.001-06:002008-06-25T23:00:29.188-06:00summer is good.summer is good.Originally uploaded by kim.mamanothing to say really. other than i love summer. i love thunderstorms. i love watching ella ride her bike and run from playing in the sand to the swings to the monkey bars. i love the spray park. i love swimming pools. i love the lake. i love sunshine and my skin turning bronze whether i like it or not. i love the shade of green that grass and leaves kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-64848691077855920332008-06-23T19:43:00.001-06:002008-06-23T19:43:22.839-06:00to my girlgood mornin'Originally uploaded by kim.mamai wish for you to be happy more than anything. i wish for you to know you are a worthwhile person, that you are a marvel.i hope your struggles are just enough for you to know yourself, but not so much that you suffer. i want your joys to be massive and for you to know how to revel in them and appreciate them.i hope you will care about others enough to kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-22141970042630215312008-06-17T22:06:00.001-06:002008-06-17T22:06:48.604-06:00internet friendsthe real highlight of our dayOriginally uploaded by kim.mamaremember when it was cra-zay-zy! to say you met someone online - whether it was for romance or otherwise? for me it's become more and more the norm. i have this amazing group of internet friends that i usually refer to as "my online mommies" and they are the ultimate support group. even better, they are a sounding board, a friend to chatkim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-46910155800053657722008-06-12T22:21:00.001-06:002008-06-12T22:21:49.616-06:00she's backshe's backOriginally uploaded by kim.mamanothing fills your heart with joy like a child's face lit up like this on sight of you. my daughter's been on holidays with her other mom for the past 10 days. longest fucking 10 days of my life, it sort of seems. the longest we've ever been apart, that's for damn sure. my heart was a sort of constant ache until this moment.kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-70467880651234654112008-06-03T10:39:00.002-06:002008-06-03T10:41:37.296-06:00learning to make an inuksuklearning to make an inuksukOriginally uploaded by kim.mamai signed ella up to take part in a sweet little workshop about building an inuksuk at the children's festival. inuksuit (inuksuk plural) were built (and still are i suppose) by inuit people - they are kind of like stone cairns that resemble humans. they were used to help indicate the way for travellers or to pass along messages or to storekim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-69135050717468346022008-05-27T18:37:00.001-06:002008-05-27T18:37:43.681-06:00yook out beyowwwww!!!yook out beyowwwww!!!Originally uploaded by kim.mamathat's what she yells as she takes off on her super duper new disc swing.thanks to lucymay for inspiration and uncle mike for the wooden disc! i think she likes it.kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-54459886044422090462008-05-10T20:57:00.001-06:002008-05-10T20:57:34.835-06:00motobikemotobikeOriginally uploaded by kim.mamaella calls her tricycle her motorbike. actually, all bikes are motorbikes. and actual motorbikes are motorcycles. i can't seem to get her to accept the correct terminology. anyway, she kind of sort of finally learned to pedal today! it was exciting. she rode around in circles on the deck for about 20 minutes. then we hit the playground (with a helmet, don't kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-46758456469515190582008-03-05T21:02:00.001-07:002008-03-05T21:02:04.146-07:00TFO TFO Originally uploaded by kim.mama you guys ever hear of the term TKO? i don't know, you hear it here and there. it's a boxing term, which i always thought stood for Total Knock Out... anyhoo in my head i made up a companion term to describe toddlers - the Total Freak Out, TFO. which i never realy used out loud or anything but sometimes would amuse myself in my head with it. TFO.but i kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36077813.post-66405603752823698122007-12-04T14:58:00.001-07:002007-12-04T14:58:12.357-07:00judgement balance Originally uploaded by kim.mama have you ever been depressed? no. not sad about something. not bored and tired and listless. depressed in the clinical sense.have you ever have a panic attack? no, not a little flurried sense of worry or anxiety. a real, true, debilitating, terrifying, suicidal panic attack?then how come you judge me for taking medication to ease these things?kim doyle thorsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14061927668766923793noreply@blogger.com3