Joseph likes to watch me make supper. I guess it's funny?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
That's what Ireland squealed, just centimetres from my nose, when we were playing Twister on the front lawn. Well, Matt, Becca, and I were playing Twister... Ireland was skipping across the mat, throwing random appendages on the coloured dots.
But - oh boy - is she right. Trips home to Shaunavon are filled with swimming and combining and playing with cousins and visiting Great-Grandma and eating breakfast with Papa and learning new things.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Joseph's parents are very proud to announce that their son crawled two little creeps on Sunday. Very tentative, very slow, but very determined. Now today is Monday and I am trying to record the crawling so we can someday look back and remember this momentous occasion. But... Joseph decided he wanted to showcase waving and yelling instead. Babies... so stubborn.
Monday, August 3, 2009
That's what we felt Joseph was saying to us this morning. And because he can't stay home alone, we took him with us. We went to Mount Nemo, part of the Bruce Trail, and had a leisurely hike. And while walking at a snail's pace, we saw some interesting things... like a snail, for instance, and a toad. Joseph touched leaves and rocks and moss and bark... he's a nature-y guy for sure.
(Thanks, Grammie Helen, for the gifts cards for the carrier... Joe loves his new ride.)