It was a sunny day, 8 years ago...

Family Fotos

It was around Henry's birthday when I realized that we don't actually have any photos of our happy little family of 4. Hrm. Only 12 months passing without any familial record! Don't get me wrong, there are about 1.2 jillion pics of the kids, just none of all of us together. Which, isn't horrible considering the grey hair I've sprouted this year, but I would like the kids to have some proof that we all spent time in the same room, at least for their baby books.  Or for when they request family counseling in the future. 

Auntie Yumyum (aka Emily) to the rescue with her keen photography talents. She snapped these gems, and a whole bunch more. So, family portrait crisis averted. Now I just need to remember to actually get some printed! 

Mom and two sprouts

Who is this grown-up girl?

Two lil' munchkins

The Fab Four

Swingers

We had a lovely fall weekend, though with the temp today getting up to 27, it sure didn't feel very autumnal. Dinner with neighbours yesterday, doing about 47 loads of laundry, and a day trip to Bobcaygeon today, for lunch and icecream.

We even managed to fit in a trip up to the swings when we got home. It was a beautiful evening, and the kids had a jolly time, including little madam show-off, who is getting to be quite the daredevil on the swings:



Henry was most impressed with his first swinging experience. (That sentence might sound odd if taken out of context). He giggled and kicked his feet at 100 rpm.


Even Rob got into the spirit of things:



And I tried to capture the massive goose-egg bruise on Evy's noggin. She fell last night and this perfect unicorn-horn of a bump protruded from her poor wee cranium. She continued eating her cookie and cried only because I was holding ice on it for about an hour. She says it doesn't hurt, and has been fine - no walking backwards or drooling (or at least not any more than usual) so I hope there's no long-term damage. Just 36 new grey hairs for poor mom and dad.


So, happy birthday to Grandpa Al tomorrow! Hope you get feeling better! And thinking of Granny and Poppa who are starting their preparations for the long drive West.

That's all from Millbilly-land! G'night!

For Daddy

Today, Rob turns 36.

Happy Birthday!!

No doubt he is struggling with the knowledge that he's on the fast slope to 40, but he's also without the shining lights of his life - the kidlets and his amazing wife.

Here's a little photo to brighten your day, Rob. We're missing you and I hope you're not having too much fun in the quiet peaceful house. And with the bathroom renovation that you're doing while we're away! (See, doesn't he know how to partayyy?!)

Ev and Henry wishing Daddy a happy b-day

May the year ahead bring all that you wish for - hopefully including more undisturbed sleep! Sending lots of love from New Brunswick! oxoxo

A dozy kind of day

This is how our Saturday morning started out. A very dozy day, but a perfect time for some father/son bonding (with snoring).