07/07/07

An auspicious day?

I am too tired and braindead to think of anything remotely interesting to say so here's some pictures :)

Morning playtime

Hangin' in the swing

Admiring all the Olans' in the lululayme changeroom

Fun times feeding the ducks

Give me this binky!

Exhausted little napper
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Olan's first bike ride, he had such a fun time that I think that we'll be getting a bike of our own when we get home

Shopping at the market

Isabelle tries ice cream

Safe and sound in the nation's capital

Well after a gloriously blissful plane trip we're here in Ottawa. Olan is such a good little flier (and please let me not have cursed myself forevermore by saying that) and it makes travelling so much easier. He had a really good time at the airport playing with the big play structure at the gate. He's finally starting to use the kid toys that you find in these places... all grown up he is!

The cousins are reunited and happily playing together. Showing off all their new moves and teaching each other how to misbehave in all kinds of new and interesting ways :) That said, we took them to the mall since it's a rainy day and they were both a nightmare. Olan can be touch and go when it comes to shopping (he needs to assert that 'I hate malls because I'm a boy thing' every now and then) but Isabelle is usually an angel, her little face lights up when she sees The Gap coming. Well not today, we had to abort not long into our shop because they were both being rotters.

After Gilles came home he and I took the kidlets for a walk around Dow's Lake in the misty rain. We saw lots of ducks and Canada Geese, a new bird for Olan. There were even baby geese, who were so sweet and friendly.

Tomorrow I'm trying to convince Aly and Gilles that we should go see Bob Dylan with the babies. Add in your support if you approve!

packing for our trip, "Dad, can I borrow your shoes?"

happy flier


a special helmet from Aunty Aly and Uncle G

driving a car at the mall

his first popsicle

feeding the geese

cute goslings

Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday!

One happy for each of the birthdays. Yesterday we had Canada and Brent and tomorrow we have Barb! We certainly celebrated Canada yesterday and I'm sure that the fam is celebrating in style on Hermit Island for the other two. We are sad that we aren't there to celebrate with them, and to make them celebrate Canada day, but Olan should be ready to tackle the long drive and fierce mosquitos next year. I hope that everyone is blissfully sunned with tummies full of open fire cooked striped bass.

Olan and I went to the parade here. It was all marching bands and fanfare, he was, of course, delirious with excitement. So much to look at! For parts of the parade I had him up on my shoulders and for the big 100 million bagpipe ending when they do the old... do do do do do, do do do do do do do, do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do... you know ;) Olan was so still on my shoulders and his little hands just got a tighter and tighter grip on my hair. It was powerful.

Then we walked around and enjoyed the crowds before meeting up with Adam the golfer. Later that night we went to a bbq at a friend's place. Olan, the only child in attendance, was the life of the party, even until 3 hours past his bedtime when we finally carted him home. It was a potluck and everything was delicious. We took a vietnamese rice noodle salad but some of the memorable dishes were barbequed pineapple with the most insanely hot, hot sauce and a bean salad that knocked our socks off. I was feeding Olan while everything was being dished up and it was suggested by the host that I share Olan's supper, after all it was a potluck... maybe there could be a sign up sheet in the kitchen? Perverts.

Today we mostly lazed around and I packed for our trip to Ottawa. We did get out for one nice big walk and then the boys took one on their own a little while ago leaving me in bubble bath heaven. I don't know how much I'll be blogging since we'll be travelling around but I'll do what I can.

What happens when you bring a baby to a party

Flying high



Smooching Ehryn, the guest of honour

Again, what happens when you bring a baby to a party