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Sunday, 02 February 2014 12:31

In anticipation of today's Super Bowl:

 
How things really work
Thursday, 23 January 2014 14:51

The next time someone asks me what I do - I must remember to direct them to this cartoon. I've never come across anything that better explains what I do for a living. Thanks xkcd.

xkcd

 

 
Unlimited milk
Sunday, 25 August 2013 08:49

We were out of milk this morning so the kids had water instead and Sam asks us how come we always have water. So we have a little discussion about there being pipes connected to the house that bring us water.

Hazel: How come they don't have milk in them?

Me: Good idea! But I don't think we have enough cows to supply everyone that much milk.

Sam: Yes there are.

Hazel: And there are goats too!

 
Dinosaur speak
Tuesday, 09 July 2013 12:24

Now that Hazel is learning to read it's fun to see her struggle with words sometimes. We were at a hockey game on the weekend and there were big labels for Home and Visitors above the benches in our view which she noticed and tried to read aloud:

Hazel: H-O-M-E Home! and the other one is Velociraptor?

 
Sam speaks? French
Monday, 18 March 2013 13:58

Somehow a car discussion yesterday turned to the topic of how Hazel will have to speak French all day when she hits second grade next year. Sam piped in that he could say No in French and then began turning his head side to side . . .

 
Vacation Blues
Friday, 08 March 2013 10:32

Yesterday night I was cutting out a carribean vacation contest entry form and Hazel asked me what I was doing so I told her. Then she asked if I would take her. Sadly the contest was for two so I told her I would probably take Grandpa Joe.

Thirty seconds later - muffled sobs followed by tears.

Me: (Genuinely baffled) What's wrong Hazel?

Hazel: I'll miss you.

 

Crazy Kids

Let's face it, two-year-olds aren't that great at keeping secrets. So Xmas shopping for my wife this year involved some sly thinking this year since I often had Hazel accompanying me. Whenever I bought something for Aline, I would tell Hazel it was a snowblower for mummy.

Then when we'd get home, I'd tease Aline by asking Hazel what did we get mummy for Xmas and she would dutifully and gleefully shout out:

A Snowblower!  

Happiness does not depend on outward things, but on the way we see them.

-- Leo Tolstoy  

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When should we cut Sam's hair?
 

ABBA Lives

ImageAs a lifelong ABBA fan, the news that there are preparations to take ABBA the Museum – the living story of Sweden's most celebrated, iconic musicians – on the road in 2009 fills me with glee.

Will the exhibition come to Ottawa? I wait with bated breath.  

Bedtime Reading

Those Darned SquirrelsOld Man Fookwire is a grump who only likes to paint pictures of birds that visit his backyard. The problem is, they fly south every winter, leaving him sad and lonely. So he decides to get them to stay by putting up beautiful birdfeeders filled with seeds and berries. Unfortunately, the squirrels like the treats, too, and make a daring raid on the feeders. The conflict escalates-until the birds depart (as usual), and the squirrels come up with a plan that charms the old grump.

My take: How can you not like a book where you get to say Googlie Mooglie, raise your fist and yell "Those darned squirrels"?