<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229</id><updated>2011-09-02T06:49:13.212-07:00</updated><category term='toys'/><title type='text'>i b-log 2u : joel alexander rides out</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>299</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2899181377813253386</id><published>2010-12-03T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T16:06:09.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an energy champion!</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago i entered a competition on Mom's computer, and yesterday they phoned to say I'd won!!The prize was a trip to see the Vancouver Giants play the Calgary Hitmen, including going behind the scenes, a live onscreen interview, and a brand new hockey jersey.i was a bit worried about the interview bit of the evening, so when i got in from school we made some special signs.  Ollie and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2899181377813253386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2899181377813253386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2899181377813253386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2899181377813253386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-energy-champion.html' title='I&apos;m an energy champion!'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TPwhhYy5LiI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TDUKtqAYUZs/s72-c/101203-183753-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5952585757805918889</id><published>2010-11-30T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T16:29:18.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Read-a-Lot</title><summary type='text'>Back to school at bedtime with pyjamas, sleeping bags, stuffies, a 'camp fire', tents, hot chocolate, cookies, flashlights,....and books..lots and lots of books.  It must be camp read a lot!   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5952585757805918889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5952585757805918889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5952585757805918889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5952585757805918889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/11/camp-read-lot.html' title='Camp Read-a-Lot'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TPwuKMj_GHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/UdzZHC0CCh0/s72-c/101130-191606-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8374140532922059001</id><published>2010-10-30T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T22:09:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday fun</title><summary type='text'>It makes it kind of interesting having a birthday at hallowe'en.  On the plus side it means there's plenty of candy around, on the down side it means people want to wear their gross costumes to my birthday party.We managed to avoid yukky costumes this year by taking everyone out to "Go Bananas" for my party.  You can't climb and slide so well when you're dressed up as a skeleton or something, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8374140532922059001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8374140532922059001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8374140532922059001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8374140532922059001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday fun'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TNYqsI3KpbI/AAAAAAAAAlU/5JCG6EOj0-8/s72-c/101029-174454-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2058443695002127096</id><published>2010-10-12T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:23:44.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more on school</title><summary type='text'>It's been six weeks now that i've been in Grade One, and that means it's time for mom and dad to have their first parent-teacher interview.Ms Jung spent a few minutes telling them how wonderful i was, and they shared a few funny stories (not about me, i hope) and they were done.  The most enlightening part if the process for mom was that she discovered that i do actually have a timetable of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2058443695002127096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2058443695002127096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2058443695002127096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2058443695002127096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-on-school.html' title='more on school'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TLfVua4SfNI/AAAAAAAAAjU/k6jF5L7XIic/s72-c/100928-180401-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1262669895929095064</id><published>2010-10-06T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:57:35.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike park</title><summary type='text'>A great new place to ride our bikes opened last weekend - a bike park in Vanier Park.  It's a shame it wasn't open at the beginning of summer, as you can't really ride on the dirt tracks when they're wet, and it's likely to be wet for the next few months.  We missed the opening ceremonies (and the cake) but the sun came out and so we took in a few turns around the course:      of course anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1262669895929095064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1262669895929095064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1262669895929095064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1262669895929095064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/10/bike-park.html' title='Bike park'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TLfOQaNoUQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/7xPd3vu0d9s/s72-c/101002-140932-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3624165778022974744</id><published>2010-09-27T21:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:13:08.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when dad's away...</title><summary type='text'>Dad's off to Ontario for a few days at Muskoka Woods, so on Saturday mom went for the "most activities in one day" approach to distract us from the fact that he wasn't around....or maybe it was to distract herself from the fact that it's their 18th wedding anniversary weekend.We started early in the morning by checking out a possible venue for my birthday party: Go Bananas in Richmond.  It was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3624165778022974744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3624165778022974744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3624165778022974744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3624165778022974744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-dads-away.html' title='when dad&apos;s away...'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TLfbmBs0qhI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Of8ZCKukWjg/s72-c/100925-103226-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8215312703342176901</id><published>2010-09-17T19:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T19:43:01.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terry Fox Run</title><summary type='text'>Today was the 30th anniversary of the Terry Fox Run, to raise money for cancer research.  I really, really didn't want to do this.  I thought we were going to have to run all the way from Jericho beach to Stanley park - which is a LONG way. I did my best to persuade mom and dad to let me stay home today, but it was no good.  They did say they'd come with me though, so that was almost a win :)When</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8215312703342176901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8215312703342176901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8215312703342176901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8215312703342176901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/09/terry-fox-run.html' title='Terry Fox Run'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TJQlSqfb5sI/AAAAAAAAAiM/cU06-BJdVpw/s72-c/100917-132019-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-126878805382873989</id><published>2010-09-14T20:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:28:17.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bayview Grade One</title><summary type='text'>This whole back to school thing has been pretty stressful this week.  Both the morning and the afternoon Kindergarten classes from last year got together in the library while we waited to find out which class we were going to be in.  One Tuesday there were 30 kids in there sitting on the floor, more than half of whom i'd never met before.  By the end of the week, only half that number were still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/126878805382873989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=126878805382873989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/126878805382873989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/126878805382873989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/09/bayview-grade-one.html' title='Bayview Grade One'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TJLpHfrEYnI/AAAAAAAAAg0/9F8sdkJAhVE/s72-c/100907-091720-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5731050152143408001</id><published>2010-09-07T20:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:23:37.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><summary type='text'>There are a number of reasons why i like living in canada, but foremost in my mind right now is the fact that my cousins all went back to school some time ago, while i went back today...for a whole hour....and they had to wear this:while i got to choose this:Enough said!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5731050152143408001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5731050152143408001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5731050152143408001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5731050152143408001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TIcAStJmMBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LtosxVbO26g/s72-c/charlotte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1419601447037055326</id><published>2010-09-03T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:36:24.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anvil Island</title><summary type='text'>Anvil means many different things to different people, but for me, Anvil is ALL about the rope swing.  I spent pretty much every waking hour here, especially when mom and dad were busy doing other stuffDad being busy:Other than the rope swing, i really liked seeing fireworks for the first time, making new friends (you know who you are!), climbing on the ropes course, jumping on the water </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1419601447037055326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1419601447037055326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1419601447037055326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1419601447037055326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/09/anvil-island.html' title='Anvil Island'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TJLt6_nIQXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/QPPYoLZW54I/s72-c/100829-161920-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-669899587876376570</id><published>2010-04-12T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T08:22:08.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarten Field Trip</title><summary type='text'>Instead of going to school this morning, i met all my classmates and Miss Bruckner at the Kits rink for a field trip. Some of my friends had never been skating before, whilst others could already skate backwards and do turns and stuff.  After we'd all done some practising, mom got out the hockey sticks and we tried to have a game. I spent some time passing the puck backwards and forwards with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/669899587876376570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=669899587876376570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/669899587876376570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/669899587876376570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/04/kindergarten-field-trip.html' title='Kindergarten Field Trip'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TAZ15XGHPQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/CAstJn_362E/s72-c/100412-094940-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8606871076766056916</id><published>2010-04-09T20:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:18:39.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunny friday !</title><summary type='text'>who needs school anyway....everything i really needed to know i learned on the mountain!! mom and i sneaked off for a last day on the slopes before they closed for the season.  crazy...there's more snow now than there has been all winter, and it was SO much better in the sunshine than it was last weekend.i spent a bit of time waiting for mom we made snow angels  there was SO much snow my skis got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8606871076766056916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8606871076766056916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8606871076766056916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8606871076766056916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunny-friday.html' title='sunny friday !'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/TAXLdpjE4aI/AAAAAAAAAfU/kMGrF3YoOZk/s72-c/100409-113053-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3374142640109732576</id><published>2010-04-03T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:41:32.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Saturday</title><summary type='text'>For our family day today, mom and ollie went to West Vancouver to go on an Easter egg hunt, while dad and i headed up Mt Seymour.We packed the car and drove up the mountain, to be greeted by a whole lot of white: Unlikely as it looks, we did do a couple of runs before giving up for the day.  I really wanted to go on the Easter egg hunt like Ollie.Dad and I eventually caught up with Mom and Ol on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3374142640109732576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3374142640109732576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3374142640109732576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3374142640109732576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/04/snowy-saturday.html' title='Snowy Saturday'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S93qSBvOi7I/AAAAAAAAAd8/4O287CAukHg/s72-c/100403-101807-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1195543842330687984</id><published>2010-03-27T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:24:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle centre</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it's the unexpected things that are the most fun.  We went to the Seattle Centre to see the Space Needle.  My friend Ethan sent me a postcard from there a while ago, so i wanted to see it for myself.Dad really wanted to take my photo with the postcard but first of all there was a tree that really needed climbingI did finally relent and let dad take his shot!But the unexpected fun was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1195543842330687984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1195543842330687984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1195543842330687984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1195543842330687984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/05/seattle-centre.html' title='Seattle centre'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S92hQueOFSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Jzr9oSmmv1Q/s72-c/100327-130319-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6111603739588268115</id><published>2010-03-27T22:03:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:41:18.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big breakfast and Smith Tower</title><summary type='text'>I could not believe my eyes when we went downstairs for breakfast this morning.  There was a lady eating two chocolate doughnuts for breakfast.  TWO!!  Mom wouldn't let me have that, although she did sneak one (or maybe more than one...) into her bag for me to have later.There was cooked breakfast and cereal and porridge and muffins and bagels and toast and fruit and yoghurt and juice and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6111603739588268115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6111603739588268115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6111603739588268115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6111603739588268115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-breakfast-and-smith-tower.html' title='Big breakfast and Smith Tower'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S90JMk4FukI/AAAAAAAAAb8/xyl7cOSEULc/s72-c/100328-084243-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5221287303515445947</id><published>2010-03-27T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:25:04.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sopwiths in Seattle</title><summary type='text'>Friday was mom's birthday, and she had the best birthday EVER!Instead of going to school on Friday morning we all got in to the car and drove to America.  It was a LONG way.  We had to wait at the border crossing for hours and hours, and when we got there Ollie's passport had expired. Oops.  Fortunately mom had his birth certificate with her, so we were all allowed to carry on with our trip.We'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5221287303515445947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5221287303515445947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5221287303515445947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5221287303515445947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/sopwiths-in-seattle.html' title='Sopwiths in Seattle'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S9z6vCAJZZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UhLuic_ORYg/s72-c/100326-133048-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5102343771558524864</id><published>2010-03-24T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:39:47.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late night visitor</title><summary type='text'>i've had a wobbly front tooth for a long time now...ever since i crashed head first into a railing last summer.  the dentist was a bit worried it might all get a bit yucky, but other than a rather wonky gap between my teeth there was no problem except a wobble.mr crisp had a 'lost tooth' chart for the kindergarten kids last term, and lots of my classmates had teeth fall out before christmas...but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5102343771558524864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5102343771558524864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5102343771558524864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5102343771558524864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/late-night-visitor.html' title='late night visitor'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6118954951122272797</id><published>2010-03-14T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:49:29.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><summary type='text'>Joel's suggestions for Saturday family time:Go swimming at a fun swimming poolDo Olympic stuff downtown, like play hockeyGo skiingGo campingRide our bikes on an island, or at the beach or in the woodsVisit parks and playgroundsGo to Dennys for pancakesGo to IkeaGo to the beach when it's sunnyGo hiking somewhere or for a walk in the woodsToday we were planning to visit the art gallery downtown and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6118954951122272797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6118954951122272797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6118954951122272797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6118954951122272797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5650709982495273478</id><published>2010-03-14T08:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T08:42:33.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not such a great spring break :(</title><summary type='text'>mom had made great plans for spring break, but things just kept going wrong!  First of all we were going to go to the Sunshine Coast, because we love it there....but the weather forecast was for rain and snow instead of all the lovely sunshine we've been having.  Not really beach weather even for us hardy canadian types.Plan B was to head up to Whistler....all that lovely snow.....but we weren't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5650709982495273478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5650709982495273478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5650709982495273478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5650709982495273478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-such-great-spring-break.html' title='not such a great spring break :('/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8338360248197334041</id><published>2010-03-08T15:18:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:22:46.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break skiing with dad</title><summary type='text'>cold temperatures, fresh snow, sun shining.....dad and i headed up mount seymour this morning.  no photos...dad forgot the camera, or maybe he was too busy trying to keep up with me :) but i did practice my parallel turns, skied down a flight of stairs and grinded across a table..not to mention loving skiing twice down a black run that made dad a bit nervous.maybe we'll go back again tomorrow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8338360248197334041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8338360248197334041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8338360248197334041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8338360248197334041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-skiing-with-dad.html' title='spring break skiing with dad'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3814151413847552931</id><published>2010-03-06T21:07:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:41:57.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the longest bike ride ever - 10km</title><summary type='text'>Despite an "earlier than mom and dad would like" start to Spring Break, when Ollie and I both got up at 6.15am feeling sick, we went ahead as a family to explore Barnston Island.Barnston Island is in the middle of the Fraser River, and is largely made up of farmland.  I thought maybe it should be called animal island, dad thought it was smelly island, and mom made the more probable suggestion of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3814151413847552931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3814151413847552931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3814151413847552931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3814151413847552931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/longest-bike-ride-ever-10km.html' title='the longest bike ride ever - 10km'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S5SNDV0DVUI/AAAAAAAAAac/AppOU97UwD4/s72-c/100306-122920-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5055299610562828588</id><published>2010-03-05T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:45:08.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>star of the week</title><summary type='text'>It seems skipping school is the way to go!  This week my teacher nominated me as 'star of the week'.  I had to stand up in assembly this morning when my name was read out, and everyone clapped.  Unfortunately mom missed it, so i don't have a photo to show you, but she did take some photos at lunchtime in the playground.My class loves their scooters!  I don't have one, but Peter likes to ride my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5055299610562828588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5055299610562828588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5055299610562828588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5055299610562828588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/star-of-week.html' title='star of the week'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S5Sbo-p-hFI/AAAAAAAAAa8/6c0q_QxQsP0/s72-c/100305-130042-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8776795839249638344</id><published>2010-03-03T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:08:38.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow - mom CAN actually ski</title><summary type='text'>Poor mom tripped at the ice rink waaaay back in October on my birthday. After several visits to the hospital, the doctor and the physiotherapist she's still waiting for an MRI scan to see what she actually did to her knee when she fell, but in the meantime today she was finally brave enough to try skiing for the first time this season.Several things needed to be organized to make this happen, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8776795839249638344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8776795839249638344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8776795839249638344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8776795839249638344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/03/wow-mom-can-actually-ski.html' title='wow - mom CAN actually ski'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S5SE5VP-KVI/AAAAAAAAAZU/lgDkUY5MLhs/s72-c/100303-132338-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-4673176982138477005</id><published>2010-02-13T10:55:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T11:07:57.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting creative</title><summary type='text'>My preschool teacher Jasmina taught me well.  Why would anyone want a silly little shop-bought valentine?  Any time is a good time to get creative as far as i'm concerned.   I wasn't expecting to find blue glitter on my sandwich the next day, though!generally the messier painting gets done elsewhere....after we'd done our paint-throwing Jackson Pollock style, Ollie and I did a silk-screen print </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/4673176982138477005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=4673176982138477005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4673176982138477005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4673176982138477005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-creative.html' title='Getting creative'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3b2Mh6NASI/AAAAAAAAAYs/VsUqEQLlavU/s72-c/100209-164959-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7620803357563499457</id><published>2010-02-11T19:36:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:01:19.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympic torch</title><summary type='text'>I got my Olympic mittens at Kindergarten today, just in time for the olympic torch run tonight.Fortunately it had just about stopped raining as we waited out on Broadway, so i was able to carry my Canada flag rather than my umbrella.  Some huge trucks went by with people singing and dancing on them, and lots and lots of policemen...on bicycles, running, in cars and on motorbikes.  We had a front </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7620803357563499457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7620803357563499457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7620803357563499457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7620803357563499457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2010/02/olympic-torch.html' title='The Olympic torch'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TQBhR8UaI/AAAAAAAAAXk/EXgi3HL8x5A/s72-c/100211-193415-sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1779244815700651417</id><published>2008-06-07T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:30:54.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buttercups and daisies</title><summary type='text'>We've been learning some pretty cool stuff at preschool recently:We've fed caterpillars until they were so fat they made themselves cocoons to sleep in.  When they woke up, they'd turned into butterflies we could release in the park.  Then we had an excellent story about tadpoles that turned into frogs.  How cool is that?  So there we were - mom, ollie and i - going down west 10th: i was clearing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1779244815700651417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1779244815700651417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1779244815700651417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1779244815700651417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/06/buttercups-and-daisies.html' title='Buttercups and daisies'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8514266486217603976</id><published>2008-06-02T14:52:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:54:12.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>words that make a mother quiver....</title><summary type='text'>"i know mom, i've got a GOOD IDEA"a phrase we seem to be hearing quite often at the moment.....unfortunately.  why did we encourage our son to think for himself?!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8514266486217603976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8514266486217603976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8514266486217603976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8514266486217603976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/06/words-that-make-mother-quiver.html' title='words that make a mother quiver....'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1809746727681032322</id><published>2008-05-19T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:12:12.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny May  (10 May 1916 - 19 May 2008)</title><summary type='text'>Mom's been busy the last couple of days looking up flights to england, while dad's been away at historymaker.  unfortunately great-granny died before mom was able to get to the airport.  i told mom she didn't need to be sad, as now she could share my granny."little" played a far greater role in the family than her nickname would suggest.  maybe one of the reasons she loved me was that finally she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1809746727681032322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1809746727681032322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1809746727681032322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1809746727681032322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/05/granny-may-10-may-1916-19-may-2008.html' title='Granny May  (10 May 1916 - 19 May 2008)'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/SERfAbPIhxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/QJBavyfoNXE/s72-c/IMG_1158e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-4515676713090566789</id><published>2008-05-10T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:04:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watching 'the bocce boys"</title><summary type='text'>our next door neighbours are a household of graduate students who must have plenty of time on their hands: not only did two of them run a marathon recently, they spend an inordinate amount of time playing bocce.  sometimes they let me play with them, but not too often as i'm rather good.  i think my enthusiastic cheering interrupts the flow of conversation somewhat, too.  now that ollie wants to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/4515676713090566789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=4515676713090566789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4515676713090566789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4515676713090566789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/05/watching-bocce-boys.html' title='watching &apos;the bocce boys&quot;'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/SERtJDBayBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/alT_ljJEv-8/s72-c/C20080510-003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5188564815249551231</id><published>2008-05-06T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:13:08.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things you never thought you'd hear your 3 year old say....</title><summary type='text'>(the first in an occasional series)on arriving home from preschool, when asked what he'd like to do next joel replied: "it's a lovely day for croquet, mommy"actually he said "croquery", but he meant croquet!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5188564815249551231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5188564815249551231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5188564815249551231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5188564815249551231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-you-never-thought-youd-hear-your.html' title='things you never thought you&apos;d hear your 3 year old say....'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2294643921173945391</id><published>2008-04-23T20:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:22:18.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming lessons</title><summary type='text'>I've just graduated from my Sea Turtle class today, so now i'm officially a Salamander.  Starting on Saturday i'll be having lessons again with my friend ethan - he's missed out on the last set of lessons with Chris. Chris is definitely my favourite swimming teacher i've ever had. Today i managed to blow bubbles for five seconds, i went right underwater looking for fish, i floated on my back for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2294643921173945391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2294643921173945391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2294643921173945391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2294643921173945391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/04/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming lessons'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/SA_8DVb5DJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TAy-u15xzVo/s72-c/C20080326-013e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8624808028217275630</id><published>2008-04-08T20:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:46:28.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's what they do</title><summary type='text'>investigating the underneath of rock in the back yard: the damp dirt reveals the expected combination of ants and wood louse.dad: "there's a worm with lots of little worms"joel: "that's what worms do"dad couldn't argue with that and made a mental note to check up on how hermaphrodites reproduce.is this the precursor to the birds and the bees?joel then watches "the magic school bus" and is treated</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8624808028217275630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8624808028217275630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8624808028217275630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8624808028217275630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-what-they-do.html' title='that&apos;s what they do'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7719124119823407102</id><published>2008-04-08T19:03:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:54:38.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>the best fun 50 cents can buy</title><summary type='text'>Spend 50 cents on thisuse this for inspirationand behold:with thanks to the chillis for their autobiographical funk-rock piece: "good time boys"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7719124119823407102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7719124119823407102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-4482338097870766974</id><published>2008-03-17T22:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:35:30.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canucks</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago mom and dad went out in the evening to listen to a man talk endlessly about vacations and finding the money to go away on holiday.  As their reward for listening, mom and dad got two tickets to a Canucks game.  If you move in the right social circles i'm sure there are easier ways to get tickets than listening to a timeshare presentation, but as games are generally sold out months</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/4482338097870766974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=4482338097870766974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4482338097870766974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4482338097870766974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/03/canucks.html' title='Canucks'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/SA__sFb5DKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/hoR2mHIyqDI/s72-c/jan800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3450534155945663458</id><published>2008-03-07T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:45:12.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School report</title><summary type='text'>mom and dad failed their first parent-teacher interview by bringing me along.  apparently that's not the right thing to do.  ah well, you live and learn......jasmina and caroline think i'm basically a pretty nice guy.  i play well on my own and with others, i don't appear to have any particular friends, my favourite things are the sandbox and the water table (no news there!) and i like help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3450534155945663458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3450534155945663458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3450534155945663458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3450534155945663458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/03/school-report.html' title='School report'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-980187188811884271</id><published>2008-03-04T20:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:44:20.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad takes a day off</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday is kind of a funny day for dad to take off - but hey, i'll take what i can get.  Ollie and dad went out for coffee in the morning and then we went out in the afternoon while ollie had a nap.  We had SO much fun:we rode our bikes, played some soccer (dad only had to rescue the ball from the sea once), did some climbing, took some photos.....maybe we had too much fun?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/980187188811884271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=980187188811884271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/980187188811884271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/980187188811884271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/03/dad-takes-day-off.html' title='Dad takes a day off'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/R9NmFyv0JyI/AAAAAAAAANA/rhYBC8WD0bA/s72-c/C20080304-006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-4901103064249097846</id><published>2008-03-03T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:25:58.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman and Robin</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/4901103064249097846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8019024776761861139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8019024776761861139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/02/eclipse-of-moon.html' title='eclipse of the moon'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5103260319235833482</id><published>2008-02-19T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:05:24.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i'm big....</title><summary type='text'>i'm going to drive in my car to the toy shop and buy lots of piggy banks.what are you going to do with them?i'm going to put money in them and take them to people's houses.and what are they going to do with them?then they can go to the toy shop and buy lots of toys for them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5103260319235833482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5103260319235833482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5103260319235833482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5103260319235833482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-im-big.html' title='when i&apos;m big....'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6942687231041380010</id><published>2008-02-14T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:18:46.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day</title><summary type='text'>Valentine's is BIG business in canada.  it's a little bit confusing, because my soccer coach is called valentinos, and so i thought he was having a birthday party with a soccer ball cake, but apparently that's not the case.I had a special envelope at school as a mailbox for all the valentines my classmates gave me.  we had to give a card to everyone in the class or no one.  mom didn't want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6942687231041380010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6942687231041380010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6942687231041380010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6942687231041380010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-458942156816386357</id><published>2008-02-13T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:29:19.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Safeway</title><summary type='text'>ollie and mom and i go to safeway's on a regular basis.  they've got a great fire truck that doubles as a trolley.  ollie and i drive around the store going brrrrm, brrrrm while mom tries to grab a few things we need. it's not long before ollie gets fed up, and wants to walk.  that works for a few minutes until he starts pulling things off the shelves at which point we go and visit the cookie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/458942156816386357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3684403258142072075</id><published>2008-02-11T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:46:59.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i had my way, any time is dora time</title><summary type='text'>i'm getting really good at telling the time on my thomas clock.  i know when it's 7 o'clock (time for breakfast) and 4 o'clock (time for Dora).  i'm a little more vague about when bedtime is though!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3684403258142072075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3684403258142072075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3684403258142072075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3684403258142072075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-i-had-my-way-any-time-is-dora-time.html' title='if i had my way, any time is dora time'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6205333727662036656</id><published>2008-02-03T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:33:26.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was too early today</title><summary type='text'>dad said at 7am that he was going to church to play music with the youth band today.  i told him it was too dark.  "why is it too dark to go to church?" asked dad.  "because you can't see the blue colour".  honestly dad, what a silly question.  he went when it was a bit lighter.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6205333727662036656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6205333727662036656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6205333727662036656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6205333727662036656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-was-too-early-today.html' title='it was too early today'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-817748386437825393</id><published>2008-01-29T21:29:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:41:31.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it snowed.....</title><summary type='text'>there was so much snow overnight that mom was a bit worried about driving up the steep hill to school, and we weren't sure the teachers would be able to get there either.  we decided that we'd all go together.only one other person was there when we arrived, and no teachers, so we decided to go into the park and build a snowman as big as ollie.  we didn't have a hockey stick for him though - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/817748386437825393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=817748386437825393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/817748386437825393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/817748386437825393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-snowed.html' title='it snowed.....'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/R8JUivWTuxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/H4jB05qVa04/s72-c/C20080129-035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6733005923480056657</id><published>2008-01-23T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:42:58.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School photograph day</title><summary type='text'>My very first school photo was kind of a success.  Unlike some of the kids i did at least have it taken.  In the class photo i'm almost looking in the right direction, even if i didn't manage a smile.I'm sure dad would have done a better job on my hair if he hadn't been away in Calgary (at the Evangelical Fellowship of Canada Roundtable for Leaders in Youth and Young Adult Ministries (or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6733005923480056657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6733005923480056657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6733005923480056657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6733005923480056657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-photograph-day_23.html' title='School photograph day'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/R9N3gCv0J2I/AAAAAAAAANg/qwEdr3a8TfY/s72-c/C20080216-009e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2080143535219147004</id><published>2008-01-22T21:43:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:48:42.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Robot</title><summary type='text'>Painting a robot is a somewhat messy experience - and no the paint doesn't really wash out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2080143535219147004/comments/default' 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url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/R8JWKfWTuzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gNVM-DfUja8/s72-c/C20080122-002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5455166532192667647</id><published>2008-01-11T20:54:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:13:19.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer classes</title><summary type='text'>Finally, after weeks of waiting the big day eventually came.  i've been looking forward to starting soocer classes for SO long.  first of all i had to wait until school finished, then it was time to go on an aeroplane to england to visit granny, then it was christmas, then it was back on the aeroplane again, then i had three days of school , then i had just one more day to wait until FINALLY it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5455166532192667647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1895849129357637183</id><published>2007-10-31T21:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:47:17.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goats and pirates</title><summary type='text'>OK, so we didn't have goats and pirates in our garden, but mom did manage to carve the cat i asked for: not bad for a first attempt, mom.I wasn't too convinced about the nasty green faced witch we saw on our preschool trip to the pumpkin patch in Southlands.  she was a bit horrid.  poor ollie got very wet in the backpack as it was pouring with rain, so he wasn't very happy either.  in fact the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1895849129357637183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1895849129357637183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2529765269354994012</id><published>2007-10-19T22:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:03:36.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>singing</title><summary type='text'>we sing a LOT at preschool. like EVERY day.  i particularly like slippery fish, and three little speckled frogs.  mom took a video of me performing twinkle, twinkle little star on the stage at the aquarium the other day.  my audience of two (mom and ollie) looked suitably impressed by my rendition of the first and last lines.even more impressive was my adaptation of five little monkeys which i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2529765269354994012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2529765269354994012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3821578533939113308</id><published>2007-10-19T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:02:50.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>90 days later</title><summary type='text'>the strike is over.......no more sneaking dirty nappies into dumpsters after darkno more parked bobcats to climb onno more 'curious george' to listen to at bed timeno more excuses for not raking the leaves or mowing the lawni guess all the people on strike realised it was going to start getting pretty cold and wet soon - not much fun sitting on the picket line in the rain, eh?and even after three</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3821578533939113308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3821578533939113308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3821578533939113308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3821578533939113308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/10/90-days-later.html' title='90 days later'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7166593741138366403</id><published>2007-10-08T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:01:03.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conkers? bonkers!</title><summary type='text'>when mom suggested a trip out on my bike to look for conkers i imagined something like a treasure hunt: looking up trees, under leaves, behind plants........i don't think either of us thought there'd be so many conkers i couldn't even ride my bike!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7166593741138366403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7166593741138366403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7166593741138366403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7166593741138366403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/10/conkers-bonkers.html' title='Conkers? 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There was a special free day for the Thanksgiving weekend, so it was pretty busy, but we went early and battled our way through the crowds at mcdonalds afterwards too.The quality of catering greatly improved the following day when we went for Thanksgiving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/4064358847305248695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=4064358847305248695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4064358847305248695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/4064358847305248695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/10/science-world.html' title='Science World'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RxmFyRwVdiI/AAAAAAAAALI/92ch9dmPJ7U/s72-c/C20071006-003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8527415046124517603</id><published>2007-07-30T22:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:58:44.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new windows</title><summary type='text'>after some debate about what sizes and types of window to get: whether they crank open, or push, or slide, or even don't open at all - our new windows arrived today.  it all happened remarkably quickly really.  a few hefty blows of the hammer and the old windows came out, and not long afterwards the new ones were installed.  fortunately it was a nice day so all our stuff didn't get rained on.i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8527415046124517603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8527415046124517603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8527415046124517603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8527415046124517603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-windows.html' title='new windows'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/R9YCPCv0J3I/AAAAAAAAANs/DvVxXmHNoc4/s72-c/N20070730-010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3500260982076789095</id><published>2007-07-30T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:58:07.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On strike</title><summary type='text'>summer's arrived and when the sun's shining there's nothing better than splashing in the waterpark, reading a book on the beach, watching the diggers doing road construction or going for a swim in Kits pool.  obviously the city workers think so too, since they've all gone on strike.  except they've obviously not thought it through too well - they may not be emptying our bins or digging the roads </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3500260982076789095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3500260982076789095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3500260982076789095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3500260982076789095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-strike.html' title='On strike'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3494505247638257402</id><published>2007-07-28T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:17:36.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's fixing his motorbike ...... again</title><summary type='text'>a friend of dad's is returning home to south africa soon, but rather than flying, he's going to ride his motorbike there instead.  given how many pieces his motorbike is currently in, this is rather worrying. andrew's staying in our basement at the moment fixing his bike on a daily basis, whilst waiting for his travelling partner to be ready to leave.  or maybe he's waiting until his bike is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3494505247638257402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3494505247638257402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3494505247638257402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3494505247638257402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/andrews-fixing-his-motorbike-again.html' title='Andrew&apos;s fixing his motorbike ...... again'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/R9YEUCv0J4I/AAAAAAAAAN0/0pHKo8R7I9Q/s72-c/N20070723-003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-275467988530537302</id><published>2007-07-25T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:28:14.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bribery doesn't work</title><summary type='text'>Mom and dad took me to toysrus to chose a special little seat that fits on the big grown up toilet.  i chose a great Thomas the Tank engine one.  I'm sure Katrina's going to love using it when she comes over.Me?   Why would i want to use it?  i like wearing diapers.  very convenient.  no need to interrupt my playtime.  it's all good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/275467988530537302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=275467988530537302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/275467988530537302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/275467988530537302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/bribery-doesnt-work.html' title='Bribery doesn&apos;t work'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-239235863421773915</id><published>2007-07-20T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:57:20.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new friends</title><summary type='text'>mom's settled on some new friends for us in the basement suite.  ollie and i met laura last week and she seems pretty cool.  laura and her sister steph both play soccer when they're not studying at university, although laura seemed pretty interested in my toys so i'm not sure how much work she'll be doing.  they're working in tofino for the summer so they won't be moving in until the end of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/239235863421773915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=239235863421773915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/239235863421773915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/239235863421773915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-friends.html' title='new friends'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1204242368528474396</id><published>2007-07-17T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:28:30.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>janice</title><summary type='text'>janice is a friend of mom's who spends all day looking at people's teeth.  isn't that weird? i wasn't wildly enthused about her taking a look at mine, but once she'd let me play in the moving chair for a while i deigned to opened my mouth briefly.  apparently i have to keep going back again and again.  sigh.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1204242368528474396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1204242368528474396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1204242368528474396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1204242368528474396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2008/07/janice.html' title='janice'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1477552583361399474</id><published>2007-07-08T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:45:08.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you want to live with us?</title><summary type='text'>mom and dad have been asking around amongst our friends recently to see if anyone wanted to move into our basement suite.  despite promising that ollie now sleeps through the night, we haven't had any takers.  i can't imagine why not - who wouldn't want to live with me? finally mom resorted to posting an ad on craigslist and suddenly EVERYONE wants to live here.  she posted the ad at 11pm and had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1477552583361399474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1477552583361399474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1477552583361399474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1477552583361399474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-want-to-live-with-us.html' title='do you want to live with us?'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3173847005693247954</id><published>2007-07-07T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:24:58.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new room, new bed</title><summary type='text'>we've finally moved enough things upstairs so that we can sleep up here.  somehow downstairs still looks pretty full though.  i get the feeling this is going to be a long job.i've got bunk beds in my new room although i can't climb up onto the top bed as there doesn't seem to be a ladder.  perhaps that's why they were cheap?  there's enough space under my bed for me to keep my marble tracks and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3173847005693247954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3173847005693247954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3173847005693247954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3173847005693247954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-room-new-bed.html' title='new room, new bed'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RtEOG3HYQsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vaX7Gp8tCJ4/s72-c/C20070729-004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8137127837913019180</id><published>2007-07-04T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:06:26.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the pink has to go</title><summary type='text'>it's not that i have anything against pink exactly, but blue is far more appropriate for ollie's new room and matches his funky new curtains far better.  ol's new curtains have a rock star and a footballer on them, whilst mine have a digger.  mom and dad don't have any curtains just yet, but i expect they'll get some eventually - it's not like they sleep long enough for the dawn to wake them. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8137127837913019180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8137127837913019180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8137127837913019180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8137127837913019180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/pink-has-to-go.html' title='the pink has to go'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RtEJVnHYQpI/AAAAAAAAAKA/PmGvr24-ToY/s72-c/C20070703-004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7689879892890811404</id><published>2007-07-03T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:48:19.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada Day</title><summary type='text'>we had a strange kind of canada day this year.  it was on a sunday so we had church outside in jericho park.  people brought lunch with them, and the weather was great, so we hung out for a while waiting for ollie to wake up from his nap.  i was pretty tired and in need of a nap myself by the time we finally left for home.  by the time i was awake again it was a bit late to be thinking about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7689879892890811404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7689879892890811404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7689879892890811404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7689879892890811404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/07/canada-day.html' title='Canada Day'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-5535149483823100938</id><published>2007-06-28T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:35:44.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first report</title><summary type='text'>having successfully completed every class in my swimming course, i got my end of term report at my last lesson.  I've now graduated from the 'duck' class and next time i will be a 'sea turtle'.  as these classes will be an hour long, i really hope mom finds somewhere with warmer water - but since mom won't actually have to get into the water next time, her motivation to find a new teacher isn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5535149483823100938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5535149483823100938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5535149483823100938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5535149483823100938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-first-report.html' title='my first report'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7933024244671631762</id><published>2007-06-26T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:05:14.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adventures with liz</title><summary type='text'>despite less than perfect weather, we managed to get out and about a bit showing liz some of the sights of vancouver.we braved the suspension bridge across lynn canyon:spotted a raccoon:took in the waterpark at granville island:planned a hike up mt seymour (but hadn't banked on there still being snow!):took in cates park in north van instead:ate nachos on the beach:hiked in lighthouse park:drove </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7933024244671631762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7933024244671631762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7933024244671631762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7933024244671631762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/06/adventures-with-liz.html' title='adventures with liz'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RrarNTFLg2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SlkhkEs0o6E/s72-c/IMG_3804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-30098739541866393</id><published>2007-06-22T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:57:18.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nanaimo for lunch</title><summary type='text'>i suppose it could be considered a little extreme catching the ferry to Nanaimo for the sole purpose of having lunch - and we didn't even have a particular restaurant in mind - but our day trip was more about the journey than the destination.unfortunately the weather forecast wasn't entirely accurate.  we did see some sun while we were on the ferry, but it was raining both in horseshoe bay and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/30098739541866393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=30098739541866393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/30098739541866393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/30098739541866393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/06/nanaimo-for-lunch.html' title='nanaimo for lunch'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RraqFjFLg1I/AAAAAAAAAII/31GlJP-1eK4/s72-c/C20070622-011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3503868254706444064</id><published>2007-06-21T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:18:21.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picnic in the park</title><summary type='text'>we got a special invitation to the Wesbrook preschool end of year picnic this evening.    i think the idea was for mom and dad to meet some of the other parents, and for me to play with the other kids.  frankly i found the whole thing a bit overwhelming, even just playing soccer with a few of the boys and girls.  the snacks were pretty good though, and they gave me a great T-shirt which i intend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3503868254706444064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=3503868254706444064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3503868254706444064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/3503868254706444064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/06/picnic-in-park.html' title='picnic in the park'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RtD9rXHYQnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/TB-mmLHBdpM/s72-c/IMG_3857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7532790491519389847</id><published>2007-06-12T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:38:42.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another visitor</title><summary type='text'>there's nothing better than getting up in the morning and rather than having mom and/or dad telling you 'it's too early, go back to bed and do some more sleeping' finding another person ready to start the day.liz is visiting from england for a couple of weeks.  'the other guy' is going to be coming with us on our adventures, and generally hanging out.  good, eh?  we'll post some more photos later</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7532790491519389847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7532790491519389847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7532790491519389847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7532790491519389847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-visitor.html' title='another visitor'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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to climbing out and leaping in from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8554259398776013551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8554259398776013551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8554259398776013551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8554259398776013551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/08/swimming-lessons.html' title='swimming lessons'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-1799991693533315042</id><published>2007-05-25T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:33:21.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at the aquarium</title><summary type='text'>if we lived in bristol we'd join all the other mum's in town and have a season ticket to the zoo ....but here in vancouver we don't have a zoo to visit so on a rainy day when mom and/or dad can't think of anything else to do, we go to see the fish at the aquarium.i usually manage to make mom giggle by announcing very loudly as soon as we get inside "i see a fish".  it's not quite as daft as it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1799991693533315042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8627469736389799117</id><published>2007-05-21T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T21:11:08.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>historymaker</title><summary type='text'>despite the fact that historymaker was in Chilliwack this year, rather than Kamloops (about four hours less travel time) mom still didn't fancy taking me and ollie for the whole weekend.  this may have had something to do with the fact that dad was camping with the youth group and the rain was torrential.  we did go and visit for the day though. the music was great and i did some good dancing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8627469736389799117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8627469736389799117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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YUMMMMMMM</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/640944000436046871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=640944000436046871&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/640944000436046871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/640944000436046871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/05/whole-picture.html' title='the whole picture'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-4295483348930325366</id><published>2007-05-07T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:12:46.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples everywhere</title><summary type='text'>the whole family had an 'apple moment' the other evening.  i was sitting on the sofa enjoying one of the Okanagan's finest organic delights, while Ollie sitting beside me was doing his best to digest his first taste of apple puree.  mom was in the kitchen peeling apples to make a crumble, and dad?  dad was drooling over the packaging of his new Apple Macbook.  i'm not sure that he actually got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/4295483348930325366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=4295483348930325366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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a while, but now i know for sure who really loves me the most.  we were all going out in the car one morning, mom driving in order for dad to drink his coffee.  their conversation went something like this:mom turns right down blenheim stdad says  "i wouldn't go this way"mom "no?"dad "there's roadworks all the way down to 41st ave"mom "uh huh"dad "you could try 33rd"mom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1804946197970700102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1804946197970700102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1804946197970700102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1804946197970700102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RkDoMkb1ZdI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qzeegyh3HB0/s72-c/N20070428-040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2247298843767980101</id><published>2007-04-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:31:36.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>underwhelmed again......</title><summary type='text'>every so often we all go on trip to someplace that's been recommended to us, and generally it's a bit of a let down.  for example, despite visiting "kidzone" and "go bananas" we haven't yet found a soft play place that's a patch on what even midsomer norton has to offer.however very occasionally we find something amazing - and that happened today.  we all went to the aberdeen mall in richmond: to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2247298843767980101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2247298843767980101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2247298843767980101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2247298843767980101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/04/underwhelmed-again.html' title='underwhelmed again......'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RkAK3Eb1ZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TCbTkTujNGE/s72-c/IMG_3559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8048240757690920383</id><published>2007-04-27T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:32:42.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hungry in the morning!</title><summary type='text'>a couple of weeks ago i greeted mom before daybreak with the words "hi mom, hobbes is watching me have krispies".  mom was up at 5.45am having just fed ollie and i think she was a bit surprised to find me sitting on my stool at the breakfast bar in the dark, complete with bowl of cereal.  she was possibly relieved to see i hadn't tried to pour the milk on.this morning i crept into mom and dad's </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3402537696439191833</id><published>2007-04-27T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:17:21.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>preschools revisited</title><summary type='text'>so for now, mom and dad have decided where i'm going to go to school in september.  on monday, tuesday and wednesday mornings i'll be going to wesbrook preschoolit's parent participation, so every once in a while mom or dad gets to come too, to check i'm not having too much fun.  it's right across the street from a great park, so ollie will get to play too at going home time.dad might have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/3402537696439191833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-564048018040104312</id><published>2007-04-20T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:20:53.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something in the air?</title><summary type='text'>there's something about making ridiculously long flights to england and being frantically busy on arrival.  when we come home again its like my brain's been rewired in some way.  the first time i went i started to eat solid food while we were there, and then to sleep through the night on our return. not to mention growing some hair, too.the second time i pretty much learned to walk.and this trip?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/564048018040104312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8643316379330823069</id><published>2007-04-13T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T15:48:02.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOTH!!!</title><summary type='text'>all this time i've been cheated.....mom says "yoghurt or ice-cream", "banana or apple", "Bob the Builder or Thomas the Tank Engine" and i've been making agonizing decisions......until now.  i've finally discovered the concept of "BOTH".  it' a word i've been using quite a lot recently.  sometimes mom looks at me a bit curiously, for example when i wanted marmite and marmalade together, but mostly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8643316379330823069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8643316379330823069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8643316379330823069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/8643316379330823069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/04/both.html' title='BOTH!!!'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-848181554887082913</id><published>2007-03-31T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T16:57:21.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weddings</title><summary type='text'>a little music and a long nap, followed by tea and cake in a HUGE garden - complete with secret paths to follow, a swing and even a ball or two hiding in the shrubbery.  i think i like weddings.and yes, Hobbes came too :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/848181554887082913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=848181554887082913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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there are a couple of phrases that i use perhaps a little more often than they would like: "where-oo" (where are you)  when they dare to move more than a few feet away, and "what's that called" - self-explanatory, and in mom's opinion, better than "why?" - although may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6672752385026217135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6672752385026217135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6672752385026217135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6672752385026217135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-oo.html' title='where-oo?'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-2998614948266190014</id><published>2007-03-05T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:10:38.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bedtime?</title><summary type='text'>mom's wondering why they went to the trouble of buying me a bed if i can sleep on the floor just as well.  how i managed to transition between the two without waking up is another interesting question</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2998614948266190014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2998614948266190014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2998614948266190014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2998614948266190014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/03/bedtime.html' title='bedtime?'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RjKCikb1ZVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/CH0EeV2toiM/s72-c/N20070305-119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-8002759650583937912</id><published>2007-03-04T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:28:54.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>montessori</title><summary type='text'>so mom and dad went and observed the montessori classroom a couple of weeks ago, and found it to be a pretty scary experience.  they weren't at all sure how i would cope in that environment, and were worried i would be permanently in trouble.  for example, the school have a set of pink blocks which you're supposed to build into a tower.  now i can do that quite well, but my motivation isn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/8002759650583937912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=8002759650583937912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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here, running there, can't stop running everywhere.Even in the library where dad kept telling me to be quiet.  A lot.  So I sat at the computer for a while - dad tried to choose a DVD or something.  This nice lady showed me how to use a mouse.  "Hey lady, I AM a millennial kid you know, mouses are no problems.  It's just my grammar sucks .. bad ;o)"  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/5510877620380451565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=5510877620380451565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5510877620380451565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/5510877620380451565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/02/berserk-in-library.html' title='Berserk in the library'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6457930794615560243</id><published>2007-02-17T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:19:39.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdose of Chinese Food</title><summary type='text'>So how much MSG is good for a 2-year old?  Dad's saturday inspiration was a trip to Tang's Noodle House for family lunch.  Ollie played the game with some neat timing between sleeps and feed.  I woke a little leisurely at 2.30pm, but lunch specials are served to 4pm so we're good.  Chicken with green beans, Chicken with ginger and pineapple .. it was a chicken day.  Apologies to the entire church</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6457930794615560243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6457930794615560243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6457930794615560243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6457930794615560243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/02/overdose-of-chinese-food.html' title='Overdose of Chinese Food'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' 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on dvd: 'rocket' - wallace and gromit's grand day out;  andything with fire enginescurrently reading:'my fire engine'currently playing with: anything that's olliescurrently wearing: curious george PJscurrently eating: pate &amp; crackerscurrently weighing: 35lbscurrently measuring: 94cm tallcurrently in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/1268141974996520805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=1268141974996520805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1268141974996520805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/1268141974996520805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/02/currentlyfebruary.html' title='currently...february'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-6218133763317821358</id><published>2007-02-04T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:56:19.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hours to post a letter</title><summary type='text'>sometimes things in canada take longer than you might expect.  the postal system is a good example.  the postman (letter carrier) only comes when he feels like it, which in the average week is probably 3 or 4 times - never on a saturday, and usually at some point between 10.30am and 3pm.  even so, how can it possibly take two hours to mail a letter?  well, this wasn't just any letter.  ollie and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/6218133763317821358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=6218133763317821358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6218133763317821358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/6218133763317821358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2007/02/2-hours-to-post-letter.html' title='2 hours to post a letter'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/RcaOcd0bBKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2UK97pm2eLI/s72-c/C20070124-011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-3658896181457736985</id><published>2007-01-15T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:12:56.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently ...january</title><summary type='text'>i can't believe it's been a whole month since i last updated you.  here we go:currently saying: "sorry mommy, my fault"currently playing with: diggy bob puzzles from aunty catherine at christmascurrently happiest when: with mommycurrently eating: blueberry waffles and maple syrup "dip" whilst sitting on a stool at the breakfast bar currently sleeping:in 'Joel's house' - a double bed with rainbow </summary><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-7692097909598263413</id><published>2007-01-01T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:01:42.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>What could be better than spending new year's day playing on the X-box?playing penguin bowls, of course</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7692097909598263413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7692097909598263413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7692097909598263413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7692097909598263413'/><link rel='alternate' 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sleeping bag on the sofa.  he says it's so he doesn't get woken up by oliver feeding every 2 or 3 hours, and so that he can come and read me stories at 6.30am without waking mom and olly.  i'm a bit concerned there's more to it, so i came up with a great plan to make dad sleep in his own bed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/2668113545674559236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=2668113545674559236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2668113545674559236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/2668113545674559236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2006/12/scheme-to-reunite-my-parents.html' title='scheme to 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got all mom and dad's presents?  i opened all mine, and i opened all Ollie's for him, but mom and dad only had a couple each.  that can't be right!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/7370147528901213381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029229&amp;postID=7370147528901213381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7370147528901213381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029229/posts/default/7370147528901213381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-is-christmas.html' title='what is christmas?'/><author><name>Joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07130615461804173719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AAnOl41JrLY/S3TWmjIaGaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/b-NOX3HOFF4/S220/joel+feb+2010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029229.post-441868289916111061</id><published>2006-12-14T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:58:40.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>currently...</title><summary type='text'>currently reading: Curious George rides a bike/goes campingcurrently watching on dvd: Mighty Construction Machines or Toy Trainscurrently watching on tv: curious george CBC 8am Mon-Fricurrently dancing to: Delirious - now is the time (it would be listening to, but how can a boy listen without dancing?)currently eating: apple crumble, pate and crackers, 'snacks'would like to currently be eating: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joelsopwith.blogspot.com/feeds/441868289916111061/comments/default' title='Post 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