Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Spoils
I know I haven't been posting the most flattering pictures of Darien lately but this one captures his impishness perfectly. Connor and I were out for the afternoon and Darien and daddy spent some time together. According to Jeremy, he turned around while getting something out of the fridge and Mr. Darien grabbed a leftover sausage and started to eat it. He looks quite proud of himself, huh?
Connor got iron-ons in a loot bag from a birthday party in April of the letters of his name - missing one 'N" I have been promising him that I would go and buy the missing letter and we would make him a shirt. They have been sold out of the rainbow ones for months, so I broke down and bought a whole new pack. We also bought a pack of Crayolas that can be used to create your own iron-on. Here is Connor modelling his new shirt.
Jeremy had a tale (or so Connor and I thought) about this giant frog that lived in our pond. Kind of like the big one that got away fishing tale. He tried to convince me how absolutely huge this frog was but I didn't bite (pun intended). Well, I went shopping and lookey what was in the tank where we keep the tadpoles when I got home:
Look at the FEET! Jeremy moved the tadpoles to a jar so the frog wouldn't turn cannibal on us and upset Connor. There is a wire mesh screen over the tank and I did weigh it down with a book but one of the boys (not Darien) removed the book before bed. Jeremy mentioned that he would let the frog go that night and when the tank was empty the next morning that is what I thought he had done (you know where I am going with this, right?).
Me: "By the way, you did let the frog out last night didn't you?'
Jeremy: "No, I fell asleep. Why?"
Me: "Get out of bed NOW and come find it - the tank is empty!!!"
Even though I was looking for it and knew what I was looking for (at 6 a.m. I should add) it still made me jump (sorry, pun number 2) when I found him. Damn, what am I going to do when those 12 little tadpoles, who have already sprouted legs, turn into behemoths like the one pictured above?
Connor got iron-ons in a loot bag from a birthday party in April of the letters of his name - missing one 'N" I have been promising him that I would go and buy the missing letter and we would make him a shirt. They have been sold out of the rainbow ones for months, so I broke down and bought a whole new pack. We also bought a pack of Crayolas that can be used to create your own iron-on. Here is Connor modelling his new shirt.
Jeremy had a tale (or so Connor and I thought) about this giant frog that lived in our pond. Kind of like the big one that got away fishing tale. He tried to convince me how absolutely huge this frog was but I didn't bite (pun intended). Well, I went shopping and lookey what was in the tank where we keep the tadpoles when I got home:
Look at the FEET! Jeremy moved the tadpoles to a jar so the frog wouldn't turn cannibal on us and upset Connor. There is a wire mesh screen over the tank and I did weigh it down with a book but one of the boys (not Darien) removed the book before bed. Jeremy mentioned that he would let the frog go that night and when the tank was empty the next morning that is what I thought he had done (you know where I am going with this, right?).Me: "By the way, you did let the frog out last night didn't you?'
Jeremy: "No, I fell asleep. Why?"
Me: "Get out of bed NOW and come find it - the tank is empty!!!"
Even though I was looking for it and knew what I was looking for (at 6 a.m. I should add) it still made me jump (sorry, pun number 2) when I found him. Damn, what am I going to do when those 12 little tadpoles, who have already sprouted legs, turn into behemoths like the one pictured above?
Sunday, June 17, 2007
English Bay
I found out a good friend that I went to highschool with lives here in Vancouver! We got together last week for a nice visit at the beach. 
Connor and Vivienne hit it off!
I brought extra clothes for Connor knowing that this would happen - soaked and full of sand. But he didn't want to put them on so drove home in the car naked with his coat wrapped around himself - some fights are not worth fighting.
It is hard to tell in this picture, but Darien is laughing.
Vivienne and Darien have a conversation. The straws were part of the supply bag Connor brought to make sandcastles.
Yummy sand!
Connor and Vivienne hit it off!
I brought extra clothes for Connor knowing that this would happen - soaked and full of sand. But he didn't want to put them on so drove home in the car naked with his coat wrapped around himself - some fights are not worth fighting.
It is hard to tell in this picture, but Darien is laughing.
Vivienne and Darien have a conversation. The straws were part of the supply bag Connor brought to make sandcastles.
Yummy sand!
Poor Dude
Okay, not only does he have to contend with the horrendous job I did on his hair (but if he could talk I am sure it is preferable to his hair being in his eyes) - but, look at these mug shots! There was a PB & J sandwich on the table that belonged to Connor and Mr. Darien walked right over and confiscated it. I tried to get a cute picture of him eating his spoils but he kept anticipating the flash and you can see the results:
Sunday, June 10, 2007
All Kinds of Stuff
A visit from Nana - playing cutesy in the car. He knows how adorable he is and uses two tactics to try and get his way. First the "how can you resist me?" smile demonstrated below and if that doesn't work full blown screaming. The poor guy doesn't realize that mom and dad have already played this game with his brother and it doesn't work the second time around.
We really need a bigger car - 2 in the back seat is doable but three is like looking at a can of sardines.
Thank you Nana for my new bike! It is so nice to be able to pedal without my knees hitting the handlebars. By the end of the summer the goal is to remove those training wheels.
Still likes to taste everything.
An action shot of Connor and a new friend at the bike park.
Another supercool gift from Nana - a Spiderman Slip and Slide. The warning states that it is not meant for anyone over the age of 12. I didn't listen though and tried it out anyway. And yes, it still feels the same to have the air knocked out of you at 29 as it did when you were 9.
Peanut butter faces.
I'll have to post a picture of Connor's first birthday cake. I went gourmet - Darien's birthday party fell on a day that I had two articles due. But damn it tasted good though :)
As you can see, he really didn't care it wasn't perfect.
We don't worry about getting Darien to keep his elbows off the table, we have problems with keeping his feet under it.
We really need a bigger car - 2 in the back seat is doable but three is like looking at a can of sardines.
Thank you Nana for my new bike! It is so nice to be able to pedal without my knees hitting the handlebars. By the end of the summer the goal is to remove those training wheels.
Still likes to taste everything.
An action shot of Connor and a new friend at the bike park.
Another supercool gift from Nana - a Spiderman Slip and Slide. The warning states that it is not meant for anyone over the age of 12. I didn't listen though and tried it out anyway. And yes, it still feels the same to have the air knocked out of you at 29 as it did when you were 9.
Peanut butter faces.
I'll have to post a picture of Connor's first birthday cake. I went gourmet - Darien's birthday party fell on a day that I had two articles due. But damn it tasted good though :)
As you can see, he really didn't care it wasn't perfect.
We don't worry about getting Darien to keep his elbows off the table, we have problems with keeping his feet under it.
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