dad's blogging again

i finally pursuaded him to get going again. a dad without a blog is like a racing car without a kitchen floor - looks great, but doesn't do much. i think my dad's really cool. unfortunately so does he, but the Lord is steadily working on his humility.
if you haven't read my last post, you really should, and tell the rest of the world about it too.

we're expecting

Mom's not been all that much fun recently. She just lies on the sofa groaning, and occasionally sticking her head in a bucket, which looks kind of funny. The explanation for this odd behaviour is that she's expecting on my birthday. I'm expecting my birthday too - I'm expecting jelly and icecream, and mashed banana sandwiches and chocolate cake and lots of other yummy stuff - but to be frank October is a long way away so i'm not sure why mom is making such a fuss right now. It's not like she has to make me all that stuff today. Perhaps i'll go and try and drag her off the sofa again. Failing that, using her as a climbing frame seems to be quite an effective way of getting her attention at the moment.

slip sliding away

i have recently discovered the unquenchable joy of playground slides. i take after dad (who's very proud as you can see). i have discovered there is a right and wrong way to slide - here you see me practicing in vancouver with a view of the mountains.

but then on holiday in san diego, CA, i nailed it, look at the speed (the sunshine helped!)

this was my favourite slide obviously!

muppet personality test

thanks to uncle timmy for insightful blogging material .. the result of my muppet personality test is totally appropriate, although at my age, it may just be a stage i'm going through

You Are Animal

A complete lunatic, you're operating on 100% animal instincts. You thrive on uncontrolled energy, and you're downright scary. But you sure can beat a good drum. "Kill! Kill!"

The Muppet Personality Test

the contingency day off

so mom and dad did everything they could to prepare for a day in the mountains whizzing around on the sacred white stuff (snow ... not clouds you ninny) there's over 3m snow base on mt seymour, that's 9 joel heights of snow.. wow. they checked the forecast religiously, got all our snow gear ready, prepared for the best. so this is the night that i decide to wake up and scream my head off 4 times, the final one at 5.49am.

thanks ... they said ... graciously

so mom lets dad sleep for a while, then dad takes me out walking for a while, mom sleeps, then i pass out in the stroller at 10.50, so dad picks up mom from home, and we all walk together down to the beach. the sun and blue sky with lovely fluffy clouds is quite a picture. the mountains covered in snow look fabulous. but we're all way too tired to be up there. Kits beach decides not to sell fish and chips until march, so climbed the slope to the famous sophie's cosmic cafe - a kits icon and thoroughly fine place to eat breakfast and burgers and things.

we got the finest seats in the window, sun streaming in. it was our first ever successful family meal out, and i behaved impeccably, having a load of fun with a bus and a police car (ickle ones on the table that is) mmmm great food, great company, and mom and dad finished off with a chocolate and coconut milkshake.

so it worked out ok in the end. let's go with the rest of the week.

Joel Sopwith PhD

I went back to UBC this morning to complete my PhD, and to collect another free T shirt. I'd outgrown my last one after all. I spent a few minutes watching pictures on the TV screen for them, but really it wasn't a patch on Pingu. Now that's seriously funny. It makes me laugh out loud, especially when he spits out his vegetables.

anyway.....mom was quite surprised yesterday when i went into the bathroom and picked up her hairbrush to brush my hair. isn't that what it's for? i know my toothbrush is for chewing, and the broom is for sweeping the floor, surely the hairbrush is for hair. it didn't seem to make much difference to mine though. maybe i'll try dad's styling stuff next time.

mystery solved

Hmmm...curious....definite evidence of silver foil in diaper. where can it have come from?

ahh..mystery solved...small tooth marks on mom's Toblerone carefully placed out of reach on top of bookcase - unless small person climbs onto low sofa, crosses the gap onto higher sofa, negotiates cushions and arm rest onto coffee table and then climbs bookcase.

hey - after all that surely a guy deserves some toblerone? next time i'll leave the wrapper though - it didn't feel so good on my teeth (i've got a new one by the way, at the back somewhere)

who'd have thought it

if you take a rusk, carefully put it on a yoghurt pot lid, shake some water onto it out of your sippy cup, stir the resulting mush with your fingers and then carefully spread it on to any available surface - did you know that when it's dried you'll need sandpaper or a chisel to remove it? no, mom didn't either.