A Hairy Situation

There was a little boy

Who had a little curl

Right in the middle of his forehead.

And when he was good,

He was very, very good.

And when he was bad,

He was horrid!

My curly guy is getting a haircut this weekend -- his first. I love his curls, but he is starting to resemble Nick Nolte's mugshot these days.

Indoor Days Are Not An Option

Staying inside all day, especially on rainy, rainy, rainy days, is not an option with a busy toddler. We threw on our rain gear and headed to Lighthouse Park Saturday afternoon. The tree canopies protected us as we trudged down the paths.

Sunday Brunch

Meeting of the minds at weekend brunch.

16.5 Months

Acting crazy with daddy...



Quiet story time with Uncle Joel...



Fort-building...



Freak-outs not entertained by mummy...



And another snowfall.

Makka Pakka, is that you?

As much as I would like to pretend that he is looking out the window, staring longingly at the happenings outside, the truth is this photo was taken while he was enraptured by In the Night Garden, most likely Makka Pakka playing his trumpet or Upsy Daisy kissing Iggle Piggle. He loves that show.

2010 Olympics: One Year Later

I was on mat leave during the 2010 Olympics, and living as close as we do to downtown Vancouver (25 minute walk/5 minute drive), we were so lucky to experience a lot of the Olympic Spirit, including watching the Olympic Torch run right past our living room window! Maybe this weekend we will be able to relive that spirit by checking out Illuminate Yaletown or the lantern aquarium. Sadly, Owen won't be reliving the spirit in his velvet hoodie this year.

Message in a Bottle

Aside from flipping the pages of a board book, looking at photographs, or watching In the Night Garden, this is the only time that O is completely, utterly still, allowing us to cuddle and smother him in kisses. He loves his postbath, nighttime bottle. It is our calming ritual.