9.13.11

Pouting before bedtime...

9.12.11

Sitting in her Bumbo, completely and totally wrapped up in what her brother was doing. Which was stalling at eating his supper. Every. Single. Night we do the same song and dance. "Eat you supper, please." "I'm all done." "You haven't eaten a single thing, please at least eat some potatoes." "Can I just eat ketchup?" Me: dry heaving.

9.11.11

I'm catching up today on photos from Wyatt's birthday party. We had a photographer come in and do the pictures, and she did a wonderful job.

Side note: What a glorious day that little Kienan Hebert was brought home today. The case hit me so hard because he is the same age as Wyatt. I am so happy to think that his mother will be able to hold him in her arms and tuck him into bed tonight.

9.10.11

I would have never thought that in Manitoba, on September 10th, I'd take my family to the beach - and it would actually be warm enough to do so. :P But, it's Manitoba, and you just never know. It was 30 degrees out today! We went to the beach in the morning to celebrate my niece's 5th (!!) birthday, then home for a quick nap (just the kids, although I should have joined in), then dropped the kids off so Josh and I could golf in the fire department golf tournament. We just got the key for our cart when there was a fire call! I got to drive to the hall with Josh, that was interesting. He was going about 70 or 80 km/hr through town. Turned out to be a false alarm. Someone called in a corn field on fire, however it was just a farmer burning off old crop - he was even walking around spraying down the edges of the field with water. So we still got to golf, just a little later than we had hoped. After we finished that, we had a quick bite to eat at the fire hall (one of the guys spent all day roasting a whole hog!), then back to Josh's parents to have cake with everyone and watch Livi open her presents. Phew! Very relieved to be sitting down now.

9.9.11

For a moment there, it seemed like Wyatt was growing up so quickly - getting his cereal out of the cupboard and trying to pour it in a bowl. And then he slammed the box down and said, "YOU do it!" I am assuming it was because he didn't want to make a mess. That's how 3 year olds think, right?

9.8.11

It's kind of a blurry dark picture, but proof that she can still smile. Paige has been screaming/crying for the better part of the past 2 days. She's hardly sleeping, but still eating well. Just not sure what is upsetting her so greatly. :(

9.7.11

If that's not a guilty look, then I don't know what is. I had gone to the bathroom and came out to find Wyatt on his stool, poking Paige in the leg. When I asked him what he was doing, I got a major eyeroll, sigh and "I'm helping her!" Ah. Well, obviously.