Month: March 2011

Sigh….. my baby doesn’t look like a baby anymore. Daddy had been nudging me to get small boy’s hair cut for quite some time. I really didn’t want to, but things were getting a little out of control, especially when you would take his winter hat off, his hair would stand on end. So off we went to “Cookie Cutters”. He sat in the same green race car where R got her first hair cut about 5 years ago! He was a really good sport, he loved turning the steering wheel of his car, and really enjoyed the stimulating surroundings at the salon. He did try to brush away the scissors a few times, and the poor stylist really had to be patient and he was moving his head all around. Still, it worked out. He is darling and cute, but no longer my baby!

Ok, this is from a few days ago, but it was so cute I just had to post it.

Can you believe it, I don’t have a picture of the birthday boy! It started early, I got up with the kids at 6:30 and we wrote daddy a card and got breakfast ready for him. It consisted of a bagel, a slice of coconut cream pie, and a glass of coke. Breakfast of champions don’t you know. Unfortunately with him at work we didn’t really get to celebrate we will tomorrow with the family.

We had a function at church this evening. It is a program we regularily go to. For the dinner today, we pretended we were on an airplane. They did a really good job of setting up chairs to look like airplane rows, they had Air Canada safety instructions, tickets, and we had airplane like food. So before we started dinner, they told us to “Buckle our imaginary seatbelts, put up our imaginary trays, and prepare for take-off”. This was the conversation between R and her friend E.

R went to get the safety instructions that had fallen,
and E said, “R!! We are to remain in our seats at all times!”

R just stared at her and then said, “I had to pick it up because it fell.”

E: “Your life is more presciouser than getting that thing.”

R: What would be really bad is if we died.

E: the worst thing that could happen woulld be if all the people in the world would perish forever.

What cuties!

So I came upstairs to get J after his nap, this is what I found. What’s up with that!! He loves those little face cloths, they are his fav. Whenever he is in his crib he wants at least one of these in his hand, he rubs he face with it. I guess he decided to see if he could suck on it.

We were all ready for spring when this surprise got dumped on us. Our deck was CLEAR 12 hours earlier! Rude I say. I looked out and saw about 10 robins, all with their feathers plumped, huddled down in the falling snow.

I felt so bad for them! I sent R out to get our bird feeder so I could fill it. She did the brave girl, even though the snow was up to her knees!

And the party continues….Today with daddy’s side of the family. In the picture R is wearing her new head-gear (for lack of better term) from us. The one grandma and grandpa brought her from Egypt is slowly falling apart, so we decided to get her a new one to play with as well. She loves it because she loves the swishy-long-bead/hair part.

Anyways. We all went out for supper, then came back to our place for cupcakes. Of course R wanted to open her presents first. She got a great Encyclopedia of animals from Oma and Opa, and a diary with a lock from Auntie V & Uncle B. She desparately wanted a lockable diary. Why you ask? Ok, I asked why. She replied “So J can’t read it”…hahaah! I didn’t bother with the “He-is-only-now-learning-to-walk-so-he-likely-won’t-be-reading-for-a-while” speech…
Anyways. Here is the proof of how much she loves it, the cupcakes were put in front of her, candles lit, and she continues to write in her new diary (with her arm to protect her privacy no less).

I convinced her that maybe she should put the diary down and listen to us sing Happy Birthday. Then she said the sweetest thing, “I want Z (cousin) to blow the candles out with me”. Awww!

Z enjoying her cupcake….

Small boy also enjoyed his cupcake as you can see.

Yup, my big girl lost another tooth. It seems it was overnight, so we can’t find it…she was ok with that, and not keen to “look for it” 🙂

Small boy has been doing this recently. He crawls around, then just lies down and rolls over. Sort of like a dog I guess?!