Careful what you wish for

My Christmas wish came true. My blog host won't let me upload photos or video for some reason that I can't fathom. Besides, I wielded the camera on Christmas Day so there are no shots of me, and sadly George & Lorraine left their camera at a restaurant - never to be seen again. I swear it wasn't me.

Tonight, it's off to a family-friendly New Year's Eve party and then home at a decent time. As tomorrow morning, we have our family traditions to fulfill - which include opening another huge whack of pressies and then hosting friends and neighbours for our annual Open House.

Happy New Year!

All I want for Christmas is...

not to be in the photos. I have yet another cold (I only got over the last one 10 days ago) and didn't sleep much last night, after staying up last night wrapping presents.

George and Lorraine have arrived and we are off for a big Christmas brunch/lunch. So I will try to post some photos of everyone else this afternoon or tomorrow.

Merry Christmas to everyone celebrating across Canada and around the world!

Good to the last lick

M had the audacity to get up early one day to make the world's best cupcakes for a potluck at work. He then left me with the dirty implements and a hyped-up 5 year old - and get this, NO cupcakes. He took them all.

Two ta-daaaaa-s for Nana

Every year I mean to make a gingerbread house with Sebastian (and now Sophie). But it's a lot of work and the kits always say that they may have come in contact with peanuts. So this year, Nana came to the rescue - of sorts - by digging up a rice krispie square recipe and sending us her own kit - recipe, instructions, the world's largest box of rice crispies (dyed red & green!), plus 2 big bags of marshmallows, a tub of icing and enough candy to sink a ship. So the pressure was on.

Everything takes ages at the moment, so this little festive treat turned into a 4 day event, complete with child-like meltdowns. With some cutting and decorating help from dad and after several scoldings of Sophie to not sneak in and pick at the house, we have masterpiece - or something.

Unfortunately, having it just sitting out has proved too much for a 5 and 2 year old. So the house has been placed out of view and will come out for Nana & Gramps' visit on Christmas Day and then again at our New Year's Day Open House, when we will invite EVERYONE to demolish - in the hope that that will limit the amount of sugar that our kids ingest!

Next year I am going to make a real gingerbread house - from scratch. You can quote me...



A birthday cardie from Nana.

These are for Grandad

Not that my dad is or ever was a cowboy, but he did give the kids this stylin' hat.

If they can't model

They could try for a career in radio...

Modelling Careers

I don't mean to brag but... my kids have serious modelling careers ahead of them - or - at the very least, they believe modelling is a serious affair. I mean, look at those expressions of concentration (when you are not staring at the toothpick nature of my son's whole body).





The fact that the goggles were so tight that they left indentations on Seb's face for an hour (!) didn't deter him or his glee.





Oh, and yes, Nana has been charged with finding a new to us swim suit for Sophie, especially if we are going to Bermuda in February (not that we will swim in the ocean then, but maybe, just maybe a pool...).

Blog goes silent

It's been quiet in this neck of the woods because we have been busy and because we hooked up with both sets of grandparents last weekend in Montreal - so the pressure to "show off" the kids and their doings has been reduced somewhat.


Stripey Soph was very taken by Auntie Deb


We all celebrated Lorraine's birthday at le Jardin de Panos, which some of you might remember.


Unfortunately, I didn't get a snap of pass-the-parcel (Seb' favourite new game). The birthday girl won a glow-in-the-dark stick (which she gave to Seb).


Playing in Westmount Park in the snow.



Sophie in her orange and mauve winter get-up.

Procrastinating

This is what I drew tonight instead of getting down to some paid work. Beats what I usually do - laundry, surf silly websites, dither, do the washing up, tidy up toys and books, etc.