Vocation or Avocation?

M: So in the mornings when I wake up, I can switch so I'll be a wrestler or an astronaut.

L: Really? I thought you wanted to be a chef.

M: A what?

L: A chef. You know, someone who cooks. You've got the hat and jacket in your dress-up stuff.

M: Oh yeah! And you could come to my restaurant.

L: Oh good! What would be on the menu?

M: (pauses) Well, there'd be a LOT of hot dogs. But there would also be some special rice and some potatoes.

L: I thought you didn't like potatoes.

M: Yeah, but YOU do.

L: What vegetables would there be?

M: ...carrots.

changing the internet

Last week I googled "Vancouver first haircut". Oddly enough, I saw Neil's blog.

Wrote and told Neil about that. He posted about it.

He has many many readers, so "Vancouver first haircut" then started pulling up his post about my search.

I then posted to TOOMAD about his post.

"Vancouver first haircut" then started pulling up TOOMAD.

All very strange, and dynamic, and the first time I've actually felt like we've done something to change the internet.

Firsts

Oh yeah...I forgot to post this earlier.
I'm famous. Or rather...someone who is famous knows me. Or...uh, someone who is famous read an email from me and decided to blog about me.

One of our favourite authors is Neil Gaiman (of Sandman and GoodOmens fame). I've been a rabid addict of his blog for the last 6 months or so. He frequently answers questions from his fans in his blog. Friday, after wiping the syrup out of McKay's curls, I decided it was time to try to find him a kid's barber here. A few google search for "Vancouver Kids Barber" Nuthing. Tried "Vancouver First haircut". And there it was, third link down (dan says it's on page two now). Neils blog. Talk about odd. Since he posts many quirky things on his blog, I felt the need to tell him.

And that's how I am now famous. Autographs by appointment only please.

Jammin', Slugs, and Off the Grid

Had a great weekend, with many activities and sunny personalities all around.

Went to see very scary (but not TOO scary) dinosaurs at Storyeum. Creative exhibit with opportunities to dig for dino prints, and get an upclose look at their life size T-rex. The docent went out of his way to help appease M's fretting about it, including letting us touch it, and see where the electronic controls were . A cheerful and riotus lunch at the spaghetti factory afterwards, 6 adults, 3 toddlers and little Elise. Honestly, parents of toddlers need as many arms as Shiva to keep it all under control.

Yesterday afternoon, M and I made Blueberry Jam. This was SO Much fun, the no-cook recipes are perfect for toddlers, and squishing the berries was a hoot. Yum Yum, had it for breakfast this morning with fresh biscuits. Maybe we'll make raspberry when Grandma Cokey is here next week. The blueberries taste SO good here. Biggest difference we've noticed so far.

Went hiking this afternoon to Cypress Falls. Saw HUGE cypress trees and slugs to match. Hoping to prevent phobias from forming, we had an intelligent and engaging conversation that led to us touching the slug (Ick ick ick ick). If he writes a book when he's older, I'm going to remind him of this.














Lost power last night, a bunch of transformers blew around 8pm. Small problem in that we had NO idea where the flashlight was. Found candles, but no matches. Had to use the pilot from the fireplace to light them. Also stole McKay's lantern to help read a bit before bed. Need to write a book about moving, or atleast a list:

Things to know where to find during and immediately after a move;

1. Extra sheets to change bed after vomitting toddler
2. Carpet cleaner to clean beige carpet after vomitting toddler
3. Can opener to feed cats
4. Flashlight incase power goes out
5. Matches incase power goes out
6. where the HECK is the yellow day pack?
7. Has ANYone seen my crocs???

ok...so we're not TOTALLY back up and running yet.

Too Mad for Shorts

The last week or so have been kind of rough around here. McKay has been in a foul mood and we're all starting to fray a little around the edges.

Since we did just disrupt his entire world, we're holding our breath and hoping he'll get through this before too long. Amongst a few other new developments (yelling, hitting, slamming doors) he decided yesterday he no longer wanted to wear shorts. 3 years later, and we're at the same stage!

Naptime at his new school is pretty flexible, and I think he's starting to adjust his circadian rhythm to take into account no nap. Somedays, they tell me, he still sleeps for over an hour, but most days he is not. This is ok, as we were getting pretty weary of the 10:30 bedtime. He's now asleep by 9 most nights.

Last night he told us he didn't like potatos anymore.