Our sweet, smiley, chubby little man turned one last week, and he couldn’t be happier (although I’m not entirely sure the birthday had any bearing on the matter). We met the occasion with our typical low-profile family fanfare, but he still wondered at the morning fuss. Ah, yes, I see, a bag that makes excellent noise when […]
Archives for August 2015
Oven-Roasted Cauliflower “Steaks”
You guys, I’ve been watching “Call the Midwife” on Netflix and learned I am most definitely not cut out to be a nurse. Any woman shows the first sign of being in labour and I am a weepy, sympathetic mess. Post-traumatic stress syndrome for moms is real, I’m sure of it. Then there are the other […]
Monday Moments: Four in a Row
My mom called me the other day to ask whether I could send her a picture of all 4 of my kids together. It seems her independent-grandkid framing days are over, as the number continues to grow and shelf space has its limits. It seems like a simple enough request, but I immediately knew my […]
Monday Moments: Progress
Things are happening around here, slowly but surely! I can’t believe I forgot to tell you we painted, one of my most favourite things to do to (favourite as in favourite quick change, not actual favourite activity). Our boarder and his girlfriend kindly volunteered to spend an evening painting with us, and they got almost as […]
Baked S’mores Squares
S’mores are what camping is really all about. This summer’s brief camping foray reminded me that I’m not much of a beach person, don’t particularly like wandering down a dirt road to use a public bathroom home to an entire terrarium worth of small, unpredictable wildlife, have no fondness for dressing out of a duffel […]
Monday Moments: Summering
You guys, we have had veesitorres and we have been summering hard. Not throw-up-on-the-boardwalk hard, but certainly all-pier-traffic-revolves-around-me hard. Rocks are so much easier than sand to remove from small mouths, I can’t say I was upset to arrive at high tide. We went to the fair, where my Dad considered trading in his pastoral […]