Sick Day

Oh brother. A jam packed weekend ahead and both boys woke up with fevers. And getting tyelonal in them is a near impossible feat...they both hate it like poison and clamp their lips shut, twist their heads, and spit it all back out. We can usually hide it in juice for The Kid, but The Baby still has to take it straight. Poor things.

You know he's not feeling well if he abandons the hardhat.

With a pic of me at the same age.

Cousins

Nana made them adorable matching outfits, so we tried to take a cute picture...this is the only one where they weren't kicking or choking each other. Av is still a bit blurry, but at least they are all looking. I think that The Baby is attached to the back of the chair by his shoulder straps, and Av just got yanked onto her bottom by The Kid! If we'd had superglue, we might have been tempted...

Pot Of Gold?

Although there was no pot of gold at the end, (and trust me, I CHECKED) the gift of a brand new digital camera did arrive in the mail! Thank you SO much Nice Lady! You shouldn't have, but oh, I'm really happy to have it!!!!!

Birthday Boys

Myra made us a little watercolor to use as a birthday invitation! The watercolor paper did NOT scan well, but it's still pretty cute! My sweet mischief makers.

First Of August

OK, my digital camera is really and truly, officially dead now. The flash broke awhile back, but I was able to get around that little hiccup and nurse the poor thing through the last few months. Now, when you take a picture, all you see is a blue-green muddle of colors. No flash, no focus. I tried whacking it hard on the table...which worked a couple weeks ago, but no dice. It is CRAZY that I am finding shooting with film again to be such an pain in the ass, when I LOVE film and was the longest fighter I know about joining the digital era. But in this world of blogging, IMing and FlickR, going to the lab once a week is such a hassle. And WHAT lab is there anyway? My longtime trusted, favorite lab closed it's doors due to no business last year (Something I feel rather guilty about, seeing I used to spend pretty much ALL my money there, before the digital camera stole me away...and from the sound of it, that problem was multiplied for them by most of their customers). Anyhow, so that's what I'm sulking about today. Thank God it's Friday! It's 11AM and both kids have had to have their clothing changed three times already. What am I going to do this winter, when naked is no longer a last resort clothing option? Day before yesterday, I noticed The Baby crawling around it what appeared to be giant smears of peanutbutter. Wrong. After, I skidded in it, as did The Kid, we managed to get the baby into the bathroom and stripped for a bath. While the water was running in the tub, I ran back to the orriginal scene of the crime to do a quick clean-up. Upon hearing some extra suspicious splashing, I darted back to the bathroom to find The Baby had learned how to open the toilet and was happily splashing both arms in the water....if only The Kid would learn to flush! Sorry...I know the Poopy-Baby stories aren't as entertaining as photos, but I think I'll probably end up doing more writing in this blog for awhile until I get a new camera. And that had better happen soon, with the boys birthday approaching. The Kid decided on a circus party...actually, he had several outrageous demands including "Elephants wearing shiny blankets (?), and really, really, REALLY high swings". That stuff won't be happening, but he (they) will get a moonwalk, cottoncandy (well, ONE of them will), and possible pony rides. We figured with it being BOTH of the boy's birthdays, we should always do something special...minus an elephant or two. I can't believe that they are both so big. The Kid is reading a few words and he can write everyone's names and whatever you spell out to him. The Baby (I need to find a new code name for him, since he isn't much of a baby any longer) is almost walking. Only a couple of steps at a time, he still loves to crawl though, as it's a much better way to find great things to stuff into your mouth before your mother can get it away. He says; "Dadda", "Mamma", "Hi", "Waa waa" (water), and "Dat" (that, or what's that). Also lots of those various vroom-vroom, yummmm, etc sounds. The Kid's Knee is almost healed from vacation, although he will certainly have a scar. I'm totally paranoid about glass now. They used to bang on the window and wave to Justin when he got home every afternoon, but now I freak out, picturing it shattering down on them. Just what I need, something else to be paranoid about! Well, OK, they are tormenting each other right now, so I'd better get off the computer and feed them some lunch. Later! -E

We're Back!

Well, it was an interesting trip! The Kid pushed his knee through a glass-front bookcase on our first day, so we spent five hours in the emergency room getting that sewn back together. He was very good and made far less fuss than the grown man in the next room over. Plus he charmed the nurses out of a popsicle, giant handfull of stickers, and a toy firetruck. (All in all, not a wasted $700.) The really hard part was the staying-out-of-the-water-for-a-few-days. We tried to do some biking only to find that both boys heads were too big for their helmets, so The Kid's got passed down to his little bro, and we had to get him an adult sized one...but, The Baby was not too keen on the whole thing and wailed the entire ride. On the happier side, the weather was amazing! Just warm, sunny and lovely for most of the time. The Baby took his first all alone steps in our cabin! (The Kid walked for the first time on The Island too, only about a month earlier.) Myra, Jim and Raven joined us for the second week. Poor Raven ended up being The Kid's personal hero and slave. He is such a sweet guy! I hope mine are that nice at twelve! Let's see.... We spent one day at Singing Sands Beach, a gorgeous place east of us. We went on a seal watch and didn't see many seals, which is highly unusual as we ALWAYS see them. We spent time at The Kid's favorite: King's Castle Park, a huge 1970's playground. One night there was a full moon tour of the lighthouse next door, with music and ghost stories of phantom ships, which was very neat with the old lighthouse all lit with oil lamps, and lots of locals to talk to. The Kid became slightly obsessed with "The Burning Ship" though, and it took quite a while to get him off the subject. We went up to Dalvey-By-The-Sea for lunch as we always do (The White Sands Hotel, for any other Anne fans!). There were sailboat races happening in Charlottetown, so we checked out the boats and dreamed of ours getting out of the backyard finally. Did the Sir Andrew MacPhill homestead tour, watched Myra and Jim attempt to fly their kites, dug for clams, went to the beach daily, got a million ice cream cones, played games, watched movies, read, relaxed. A pretty good vacation. It was good to get home though. The boys were both kind of fussy on the ride back, so I ended up sitting in the back of the van with them a lot which makes me carsick. Needless to say, our next car will NOT be a minivan! We were half thinking of buying a car on the Island since for some crazy political reason, every car there gets 15 miles more per gallon than the exact same model sold in the USA. Pretty irritating that the tecnology is THERE, and we are not using it on purpose in this country. Anyway, I'm off the subject. So, we are home...our house always feels so huge after our cottage! Jared took care of the place while we were away and fed our chickens for us. The dog was happy to see us for ten minutes and then she sulks for a day to pay us back for leaving her. The Kid's stitches were removed the day before we came home and everything looked good, but he was so hyper yesterday that it started to retear and bleed, so he'll probably end up with more of a scar than we thought originally. Oh well. Boys. I should get used to it, I suppose. Little Av got so big in the last couple of weeks, and her hair got really long! The kids were all thrilled to see each other! I should stop now as the boys are fighting in their playhouse next to me and I'm pretending I don't hear anthing..... I'm off!