Friday, February 28, 2014

Trips and bits.

Let's see, what else. Oh yes. E and I went to visit a friend of mine and her son, Wolfie, and we plonked the two of them down with some books and because Wolfie is ten months old, he was all WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE and Eleanor was all, Get off me.

And Wolfie was all, THIS IS EXCELLENT and Eleanor was all, Ugh, children.

And I was like, Man, sisterhood is going to come as a SHOCK. But then other friends showed up with their three-week-old baby, and I got Eleanor all set up on the couch with some pillows and gave her the baby and she was all, Ohhhhhhh!

Iss a baby!

And she looked at me like, Are you seeing this? Look how TINY it is.

And as soon as I took the baby back, she was asking to hold her again, and when we wedged all three littles together for a picture, Eleanor took her baby-holding job very seriously.

I figure she'll be alright, since we're having a newborn and not a ten-month-old.

She was also verrrrry gentle with Bogart, my sister-in-law's dog, of whom she has previously been terrified.

After I put her Bogart-shirt on, I was like, Do you want to go show your tante? And she was all, NO I WANT TO GO SHOW BOGEY MY SHIRT.

Hello, shirt-friend.

We had an enormous supper with Joel's grandparents, and I accidentally called Eleanor back to the table for dessert a little prematurely, so she had to wait!

And wait.

And waaaaait.

Finally, PIE.

One of my girlfriends from when Joel was in med school lives in Calgary, and the other lives in Vancouver, and the Calgary friend was taking a trip to BC that overlapped with my visit by about two days, so we all got together.

So many things are different (two of us have babies now) but SO MANY THINGS ARE STILL THE SAME and it was delightful to sit around together and be all, ARGHHHHHH BEING MARRIED TO MEDICAL RESIDENTS AMIRITE.

Eleanor continues to be confused by babies. Hi, Landon!

He didn't say hi back to me! she says. Give him time, Eleanor.

Even when there's no blanket over it, the table at my parents' house is an excellent thing to play under.

Don't mind me, folks. I'll just do my important toddler work while you chat.

And then we flew home, stopping over in Edmonton, and it was the longest day and Eleanor was fantastic as usual but she didn't nap, so on the ten-minute drive from the airport to our house, this happened.

Of course.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

The five months between them gets smaller all the time.

One of the most fun things about going home is seeing Eleanor with Hazel, because they LOVE EACH OTHER in the abstract, and are a little bit confused about how to proceed in the flesh. Toddlers! They are both amazing and terrible at interacting.

Amazing at puddles!

Terrible at chase. Who is chasing whom.

Amazing at headstands!

Terrible at ring-around-the-rosie.

Around, girls.


Whatever. All fall down.

They have certain things they love to do together and are good at, like romping on the bed

and bathing.


But then you get them dressed alike and try to take a cute photo and they're all *squint*





They are both zealously into bread products, though.



They are going to be so hilarious together once they get the hang of this 'socializing' gig.

Thursday, February 20, 2014

I've taken a nap every day since we got here.

We are visiting home again, and are, as usual, Very Busy And Important People.

We flew here in the evening because that's when the only direct flights are, so by the time we boarded it was already over an hour past Eleanor's bedtime, but I'd found this stack of Curious George books at the thrift store for a dollar and she spent an hour being all, Deedle doooo, these are great.

And then fell asleep with twenty minutes left to go in the flight because obviously.

Eleanor has been to the mall with Papa, to visit Gigi at work and to ride the train and visit the Disney store, and when I finished my errands and came to join them she was like, Bye mum. You go o'er there. *points to exterior of store because mum is really just a party-killer*

My sister and I ALSO went to (ugh) the mall, which is the literal worst when you aren't two, but we both have the same hole in our grey leggings and they aren't going to replace themselves.

Besides, the mall has cinnamon buns

and our fetuses are demanding.

(Have I not mentioned that my sister is also pregnant? We're due three weeks apart.)

Then we had to take a field trip out to the Swiss Bakery in Vancouver to pick up some frissants, which are cronuts only they're in Vancouver, not New York.

Eleanor didn't get any frissants, because she was asleep when we ate them, but she's not bothered because she's been drinking out of her monkey cup and eating out of her cow bowl (and wearing her strawberry hat, naturally).

Hazel came over yesterday, who is likewise practicing Big Sisterhood

and also forts.

I'm going to totally jinx this by mentioning it, but despite predictions of rain for the week, the weather has been beautiful.

We brought our bee boots for stomping, but the puddles have mostly been tiny leftovers

so we've had to go looking for 'rivers.'

No trolls? Just checking.

We did bring a bit of Saskatoon with us, because it snowed last night.

Eleanor is like, I recognize that stuff.