Crib Sheet

For our soon-to-be nephew.

Flannel, for a winter baby, and double thick, so that it's harder to kick off. And slightly larger than commercial, to make it easier to tuck in!!



Now, to make some for our new baby...

Winner of the .....

"I dressed myself" Award:

Felt Lunch Bag

This is for Sweet Pea for Christmas, but Buddy liked it so much, that I need to make one for him now too!!



Lunch Bag, two slices of bread, ham & lettuce OR peanut butter & jelly, carrot, strawberries, and an oreo cookie:

All in the bag:

Ready to go!!

More Chickens?

Yes, we got more chickens.

And for the first week, they lived in the house.
Yes, seriously.

These chickens were picked up from a lady who is clearing out all her stock, so they were no charge, we just had to go get them, fast.

And, they needed to be quarantined from the other chickens. Which meant we had to build a second chicken coop, fast.

That was the tricky part.

Prospector started the coop on Monday, when we first found we were getting them, hoping to be done by Thursday, when we were picking them up. We were picking up a roof along with the chickens, that would go onto the coop.

We got the chickens on Thursday. But didn't get home until well after dark. There was no way the roof was going on that night. So we put the chickens in the dog's box, and went to sleep.

There were six new ones... four hens, and two roosters.

Do you know what time roosters wake up? 5:30. Every morning. and 6:00. and 6:30.

Since daylight savings, we get home after dark every night. So not much got done on Friday either.

at 7:00 on Saturday morning, I asked if I went and turned the light on over their cage, if they would stop cock-a-doodle-dooing, thinking it was daylight. Prospector said try it.

On Sunday at 7:30, I asked him what he wanted for breakfast (yes, we're now up to Thursday, Friday, & Saturday nights now)... The response? "The one that just cock-a-doodle-dood."

Sunday he made good progress.. but not quite enough. Monday, it was cold. Tuesday, it was raining. and Wednesday was high school info night.

Thursday morning we had a midwife appt. So he had a half hour of daylight before we left where he was able to get work done. By the time we left for the appt, a rooster & hen were out there. We figured if they were still there when we got home, it was secure. They were.

By Thursday night, he was nearly done, so even though the weather wasn't ideal, he was able to secure it enough to leave the birds out overnight.

So in total, they spent seven nights here:

 

 

Still to be completed, egg boxes, weather proofing, trap door, human door. But at least they aren't waking me up four times before I need to be up now!

Finally!

Our Chickens made us an egg!!


Of course, it was the new chickens, not the ones we've raised from chicks...

Santa Claus Comes Through the Toilet in Our House....

Seeing as Christmas Eve is just a month away, I thought I'd share this memory from when Chuck was younger.

Well, not anymore.

But when Chuckles was four & five, he did.

When she & her Dad moved into their new house, the summer when she was four, she was terribly concerned.  You see, the first thing that Daddy did was pull down the old chimney.  The house had been built in the 30's, and one of the conditions for insurance was that the falling down chimney be removed. 

"But Daddy, without a chimney, how is Santa Claus going to get into our house?"

So he took her around back, and showed her where the vent pipe for the bathroom came through the roof.  It was he only "chimney" that that house had.

Then he took her inside, and showed her where it went.

"I guess in our house, Santa comes through the toilet!!"

I first met Chuck two Christmases later, right after Christmas when she was five.  I'd heard him mention this whole Santa clause / Toilet thing.

As I was admiring all her new Christmas toys, I looked around.... "But Chuck, there's no chimney here... how did Santa Claus get into your house?"

"WELL!!" she says, full of enthusiasm, "In MOST houses, he come through the chimney, but in our house, he comes through the Stinky Stinky Toilet!" (she plugged her nose when she got to the 'stinky' part).

I was glad that I asked her when I did.  The next year, when we brought it up, a teacher at school had corrected her.  Santa Claus has a mouse, you see, and the mouse sneaks in and opened the door for Santa.  We were disappointed, because it was a fun family thing.  But it was fun while it lasted.

That year, she brought home reindeer food from school, in a brown paper bag.  We stuck the bag on the roof, kind of sticking out of the vent pipe.  But unfortunately, she still wouldn't go back to it.

(If you look really really closely at the lower left window pane, you can see her face in there)

Ready to go.....

My Gothic Princess & Tigger.....

'Twas the princesses last year to go this year. We dropped her at a friends house, then took our tigger back to the neighbourhood that his old daycare was in.

I have to say, they both got quite the haul.......

Buddy getting his advent Calendar ready for December.....

Chuck got her's ready too.... Mom just forgot to snap that!!

Remember....

Last year's sleepy lion??

This year, when we got to town, we had a sleepy Tigger instead.....

once he caught on that people were GIVING HIM STUFF just for showing up though.... he woke right up, and was running form door to door!!

Pumpkin Carving

Um, sister??  Why are we doing this??

Concentration...

Finished product..

You want me to stick my hand,,, where?

seriously?

Guts!

 

 

How Dad's Carve Pumpkins......

Remember Buddy's knobbly deformed pumpkin?

We think it was crossed with a gourd.



'cause cutting into that thing....was NOT fun.

Good thing Daddy came up with a solution.......

Knock Knock

Mommy: knock Knock

Buddy: Knock knock.

Mommy: who's there?

Buddy: who's there?

Mommy: Boo

Buddy: No Mommy, banana... nom nom nom......



Mommy: oh ok... knock knock

Buddy: knock knock

Mommy: who's there?

Buddy: who's there?

Mommy banana!

Buddy: *giggle fit*



Mommy: Knock knock

Buddy: banana!!!


Mommy: knock knock

Buddy: knock knock

Mommy: who's there?

Buddy *giggle fit*



I don't think he quite 'gets' it yet!!

Sitting in her favourite spot....

In the corner of the kitchen, in front of the sink

Sleepy guys.....

Adventures in Toilet Training

I really need to convince the boy, that although he can stand to pee, he really needs to sit down to take a dump.

'Cause the mess, when he gets some on his toes and then walks around the bathroom before calling for help? It's not pretty.

My Children's favourite part of Apple Season.....

Eating the peels from the apple peeler.

Whatever makes them happy I guess!!

Whenever Buddy sees the apple peeler out, he decalres that he'll "make the apples" as in, he will do the peeling!!

Our apples come from the farm about five km up the road.  so far, we've gone through two bushels this year.

Another boat

This time, the giant '0' from one of my birthday balloons.
Right after these photos were taken, he fell on it, and, well... bye bye balloon!!

First Day of School

(yes, it was two months ago. Better late than never)

(And, Buddy's first day had actually been a week earlier)

(And, her backpack is somewhere in the house. i think his in my shoulder. Which of course you can't see, since I'm taking the picture)

We Remember....

Trip to Algonquin - Part Seven

Then & Now:

Spruce Bog Boardwalk:

2006

2008

2010

On the Deck:

2008

2010

At the Lake:

2008

2010

At the Sled

2006

2008

2010

At The Alligator:

2006

2008

2010

At the Train:

2008

 

2008

Ready for a Hike:

2008

2010