Thursday, March 23, 2017

All dressed with places to go.

Eleanor asked me to drag out the costume trunk a while back, I like to put it away periodically when it seems like they're getting bored of it.


It took them so long to come around to the idea of wigs! I almost got rid of them all, but now they are all wigs, always.


These pictures are all taken from the same chair, in the corner by the window, because that's what I'm doing while they're dressing up. I am SITTING. Eleanor can put on all her own costumes, she can help Geneva with hers, they can do each other's velcro.


Geneva you are the saddest Zebra Bride I've ever seen.


We went to a Disney Princess Singalong at Decades Coffee shop last month, and I have BEEN to Decades, I know it is small, and also I am on facebook, I can see that 400+ people are 'interested' in the event. But we were trying to recapture something of our Saskatoon glory days, where princess appeared suddenly on the road when you were just trying to get to the splash park. Wear any old thing you can find in the trunk, I said.


We got there early, but the line-up was out the door. They were selling princess cake, princess lemonade, princess hot chocolate. We got a cookie shaped like a crown, and waited. Eleanor turned to me, remarking that we didn't have any 'exactly like' princess dresses. No we don't, I said. You had to put something together out of the bits you had, like Cinderella's mice.


Then the princesses arrived! The children swarmed! The mothers snapped at each other! 'Excuse me, I am trying to take a picture of my daughter with Ariel.' Ok! Lady, it's fine, they are gonna be here for like two hours.


I don't know if you can see Geneva in that picture, gazing lovingly up at Ariel. Or in this one, having squirmed away from me to go gaze lovingly at Cinderella. That child cut in SO many lines, due to smallness, but all she ever wanted was a hug.


Or in this one, gazing lovingly at Tiana. All the princesses were in their Beginning Of The Movie drudge clothes, so that sometimes I was like...I think that's Belle?


The lighting was terrible everywhere except in the Elsa and Anna room, where it was also ten degrees colder ('because of Elsa's powers').


Every princess complimented Eleanor on her fine blue hair, on her cat mask, on her whatever that weirdo dress is. Those princesses are so danged great. By the time we left, I don't think she cared that she didn't have a Disneydress, she was so high on her life.


And then tonight we had the cousins over while the trunk was still out, for the first time since they visited us in Saskatoon (you may recall)


It went splendidly.


Monday, March 20, 2017

Oh hi

It's me. I know. But the main reason I posted was for my family, and now I see them all the time.

But now I post for Josie, and for myself when I want to look back and reminisce. So I'm trying. It's just that our days are like: Took Eleanor to preschool, brought Geneva home so she could play with all of Eleanor's toys. Took Eleanor to preschool, took Geneva to gymnastics. Took Eleanor to gymnastics. Took Eleanor to preschool, took Geneva to the grocery store.

But spring break! So last week, Eleanor was at an athletic fundamentals camp (we've been calling it 'sportsball camp') but in the next town over, and I hate driving JUST ENOUGH that I won't drive the half-hour home, so Geneva and I have been bopping around Abbotsford, land of my early 20s. Just havin a starbucks,


hitting a thrift store,


hitting a more different thrift store,


finding a 'diant squeyyel' in a library (Geneva that is a chipmunk omg),


reading to a fake doggo at that same library,


finding an Irish polar bear (what) at a more different library,


sitting in a hand-chair at that same library ('dis chair is holdin me!'),


havin a muffin,


havin a tea.


Now it's WEEK TWO of spring break, how is spring break two weeks long BUT we have already been to see a magic show and Eleanor is exactly the right age for terrible puns and chicken-butt jokes.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Valentine's Day surprise.

Eleanor has preschool three days a week, gymnastics one of the other days, weekends are always so busy, so Tuesday is our one day for Fun And Adventure. This last Tuesday was also Valentine's Day! So we hauled downtown to have a festive donut.


While we were down there, we popped into the used book store to pet the cat.


Geneva loves that cat (his name is Nietzsche). She'll sit there for tens of minutes, murmuring to him about her day - 'An den we had a donut, and den - you are so soft - and den we are goin to de comic book store after dis.' - or reading him a book.

AN HOUR LATER, we left the book store and the comic book store we were aiming for wasn't open for another half hour, so we popped into the Walmart to pick up raspberries for Eleanor's preschool party and also get some chicken nuggets because hi we were starving. So we've eaten our nuggets, and grabbed some raspberries, and then a woman is like, Oh here, and hands me a stuffed frog, and walks out the door.

I'm like, This isn't ours...ok. And then I look and around its neck is a tag saying, I'm lost! Please return me to the photo studio and you will get a prize.

So we take him to the photo studio, and wait ten minutes for the customer in front of us to be served, and give the frog to the lady, and she's like, Ok! You each get a sticker! And I'm like, For stickers we waited ten minutes.

But THEN she's like, And your mom gets a free portrait session and one print! Do you want to book it for another day? And I'm like, HA HA NOPE THEY ARE ALREADY MATCHING NOW IS GREAT.


SO MY KIDS GOT A PORTRAIT SESSION AT WALMART BY ACCIDENT AND IT WAS SO CHEESY AND I WANTED LITERALLY ALL THE POSES. There was one where Eleanor was sitting and Geneva was behind her, with her two little hands folded over Eleanor's shoulder, and it was BEYOND, but it was too close-up and you could see that Geneva still had sauce on her face, both girls had chicken in their teeth.


But they loved it, they loved being posed like little dolls and holding weird props and in like three weeks (I dunno, maybe they are cross-stitching it for me, or painting it by hand) I'm gonna go pick up a free print of my little ladybugs standing back to back, with 'princess hands.'

(And then for supper, because it was Valentine's Day but Joel got stuck at work, we went to A&W for a root beer float


and onion rings, and poutine.)


Saturday, February 11, 2017

Snowed under.

We have been experiencing a snowpocalypse. A snowmageddon! It's been snowing again. I literally just moved here from Saskatoon and this is what I get.


Last Saturday was supposed to be Eleanor's long-deferred birthday brunch - it was actually supposed to be the weekend after her birthday, but my niece got sick, and then everyone in that house got sick and continued very sick and THEN they got better but my parents had put their house on the market - MY ANCESTRAL HOME! So the weekends were for showings and then brunch was supposed to be this past weekend but it snewed. It snew a little


it snew some more


I LEFT MY RAINBOOTS OUTSIDE HA HA WHOOPS


Eleanor helped Joel shovel the driveway


Geneva did not help. She does not care for the snow unless it is for eating.


IT SNEW MORE STILL OMG


It snew our entire average snowfall but in like 48 hours.


Get a-shovelin.


It looks like it is waist-deep on Geneva but it was actually DEEPER THAN THAT but the lower layers packed down.


Anywerd. We obviously did not drive to my parents' in this mess. We barely made it the like five blocks to a friend's house, where they had built a sledding hill (WITH JUMP) in their cul de sac.


The next day (LOLLLLL for the next week) Joel had to take my car to work, because his was entirely snowed under and also is tiny. My sister and I were texting in the morning, Sorry we had to postpone brunch, this weather is insane, how are you feeling, not great had some contractions last night, they're stopped now, I'm making stew.

Fifteen minutes later, I get a text from my dad that they're ON THERE WAY TO THE HOSPITAL BECAUSE THERE'S GONNA BE A BABY. Maybe like forty minutes later, I get another text that A BABY IS BORN.


Oh man a-living. A baby, a baby, a baby. I've always been away when the babies are being born, but this time I was HERE, except I wasn't here, I was stranded, with no car and the roads and there was a BABY. So my dad drove out to get us, drove us in falling snow and terrible roads and we couldn't even get home, from all the cars stalled on all the hills, so we just went straight to the hospital and held that brand new baby.


Look at this Winslow Marie, look how perfect her face.



We stayed and held a baby and the girls went up and down on the beds until the congestion had cleared and the cars been removed and we could get home. We stayed the night, and the next afternoon my dad drove us home again, where we've been for FOUR DAYS with no car and the sidewalks are so impassable that it took us twenty minutes to walk the four blocks for sushi and we are doing everything we can not to lose our dang minds but nobody even care, because there's a baby.


Sunday, January 22, 2017

Five is a big number.

Eleanor had a birthday! How is she five. And now, of course, she's had enough birthdays to know what's what. 'And when I wake up, there will be balloons in my room! And I will wear a dress that I've never worn before!'


Balloons balloons.


Party hats for breakfast, sprinkles in your cereal. 'I'm a narwhal!'


Birthday tree, birthday gifts.


'Can we take down the gingerbread house for my birthday?' Heck yes.


And then I sent them to Go Bananas with Joel and just like sat around for a bit! Decorated the cake! Put party hats on some rogue skeletons!


We got Eleanor a loft bed for her birthday, which Joel spent nap time setting up, so I made Eleanor a nest in our bed. Birthdays are arduous!


And then in the evening I just invited my in-laws over and made everyone nachos. 'Welcome to my PARTY!' says Eleanor.


When I asked her what kind of treat she wanted for her birthday, she said A PINATA. I'm like, Ok. So we went to the dollar store to pick up plates and party hats and things, she was like, LOOK PINATAS I WANT THE PIRATE SHIP. And I'm like, Ok, do you want to look arou- THE PIRATE SHIP.


So we got the pirate ship! And we were like, Eleanor gets first whack, and then everyone gets one whack after, even if it breaks open, everyone still gets one whack. YOU GUYS IT TOOK SEVERAL ROUNDS OF WHACKING AND FINALLY SOME GROWN-UPS TO WHACK IT OPEN that is one srs pinata. Anyhoodle. It was full of stickers and tattoos.


Oh hey look there's more stuff under the birthday tree now!


And then we had cake, the end.


And THEN! (I know!) The next weekend, we took the skytrain into town for Eleanor's Birthday Adventure!


Science World, here we come.


Look at this science.


Look at THIS science.


Look at this ice cream sundae!


Look at these IMAX theater sharks omg.


Eleanor is wearing two party hats and getting her arms painted. Living her best life, basically.



Yassssss.


Pulley-based science!


Body heat science!


Come over here, there's more science!


Cat science. (I dunno.)


My favorite room growing up was the Shadow Room, where a light flashes and freezes your shadow on the wall, and you try to time a jump so that your shadow is in the air. We couldn't find it, and I thought it had been removed, until right at the very end when we saw it tucked back into a corner. I had to drag Eleanor away from the Shadow Room by her toes, she was that into it.


Highly successful birthday shenanigans, all around.