Ocasionally I accumulate a pile of photos representing memories I want to keep but that are too random to all deserve their own post.
Therefore I present you with:
-Matthew in his boat, using a calculator as a pretend movie projector...
-Daddy getting ready to carry "the babies" downstairs so I can make some work phone calls without embarrassingly unprofessional interruptions (Matthew still hasn't quite grasped the idea of "work time")
-Daylight savings plus constant coughing gave us a few weeks of some pretty epic tantrums. New twist involved Matthew trying to destroy anything he could reach, then asking for a hug but kicking and punching at anyone who foolishly tried to oblige. Daddy took him out to the car and strapped him into his seat to calm down (nothing to break and rest of the house didn't have to listen!) Deprived of audience he calmed down very quickly. Elizabeth managed to navigate the time change okay this time around.
-Thirty-four year old Daddy Matthew looking after two month old baby Elizabeth in her "crib"
Rachel, Creighton and Kate were confirmed today at church!
Elizabeth was pretty excited to see the bishop ("That's the man with the pointy hat, Math. He's the man we eat for St Nicholas day!")
After church, Daddy and Elizabeth went on a hotly anticipated outing to the NAC for Stradivarius' Secret. Elizabeth liked the cello the best.
We've started an actual bedtime routine with Amelia - pjs! story! and her very favourite part... her OWN toothbrush!
Not that she actually has any teeth yet...
Creighton and Rachel (or Crachel, as the kids have dubbed them) came for supper, to everyone's great delight. Creighton brought chocolate, instantly winning best dinner guest ever award in the eyes of my little chocolate monsters.
Then they babysat all three of our kids. We were going to go to the ballet but we chickened out. But we still went out on a date and had a great time without children! Being us, we went to Home Depot and amused ourselves contemplating how much easier it is to go grocery shopping without kids.
At home, Amelia screamed at Creighton for a while for not being mommy and then passed out! The kids played baby. Elizabeth got to be the baby and Matthew was the big brother. Rachel had to pretend to give birth and they wanted to know if Rachel and Creighton could be their parents "forever".
So all in all I think it was a great success, except that now pretty much the entire family is sick. Amelia and I are especially miserable with a terrible cold that came on suddenly this weekend (probably didn't help that I got four hours of sleep after my hot date due to Janice's latest ER visit. Turns out some brands of cream aren't JUST cream but also have skim milk powder full of sulphites.)
Well... we may have had Easter and crocuses in the lawn but winter wasn't quite done here.
That was quite okay in our house as we got to take a last sled ride to the bus stop, play in the snow and make our own maple taffy. I had some technical difficulties getting the various temperatures right so the first few batches turned into snow cream. The kids didn't complain!
On the way home from the bus stop, Matthew begged to build a snow man. "We don't have time", I replied. "But Mom" said Matthew "You said we should ALWAYS take advantage of packing snow". I helped him build his snowman. It wasn't quite "as big as the sky" but it was bigger than him. I think it was bigger than Elizabeth but by the time she got back from school Mr Snowman had been rebuilt twice and was considerably shorter due to the very warm weather (+10C)