Friday, October 16, 2009

Mutton Soup

A menu (okay let's be honest: food) often has an impact on my recollection of a visit. In this case, the sandwich board did little to draw me in. Instead, it made me think, who would want to eat old sheep soup? Alas, I didn't go in to find out: instead, I snapped this and went on to eat my crustless cucumber sandwich in one of London's many well maintained parks.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

It's a Fact: Kael Likes Ice Cream

Last Saturday, while mom was packing and dad was gone to work on his bicycle, Kael made his way down to the Pointe for a little visit. We discovered that he likes ice cream -- a lot. Unfortunately, we didn't realise that this might prevent him from napping. Although the sugar eventually wore off, and he did sleep, we've learned our lesson! We had a super fun-filled day with Kael, who draws a lot of attention because of his hair, and then locks them in with his charm.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

A Natural

We waited patiently for nearly four weeks (sheesh), but he finally came! This is Oscar, Claire and Simon's new little boy -- although little isn't a word I would use to describe him compared to other new borns, he is smaller than us. Big feet and super long legs: his mother tells me that he is in the 105% percentile.
The other guy is my husband, and a natural baby holder, don'tcha think?

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Father's Day at Bark Lake


Some forget me nots up at the lake on Father's Day. There were a whole hill full of them in front of the cottage on the way down to the lake.


This fella was stuck to the screen for a few hours before I plucked him off to see him spread his colourful mothy wings.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Stealing Naps


Trev and I had two little ones for a part of last weekend. We had a great time during their whirlwind visit, and found ourselves ready for naps at just about the same time as them... After reading Nikola her pre-nap story, I made my way up to our bedroom but found a snoozing Julien had stolen my spot -- right next to a passed out Trevor I might add. Needless to say, I tip-toed out and promptly crashed on the couch.