School photograph day

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 something like that with the addition of the words: emerging and forum 2008)), and mom didn't even think to use make up to cover the scar on my forehead. Ah well.......i guess it's a true representation of the real me

Robot

Painting a robot is a somewhat messy experience - and no the paint doesn't really wash out

Soccer classes

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 was soccer time.
Mom and dad and ollie all came with me to the big gym at the community centre. The coach got out a big net of soccer balls and lots of goals. But........there were so many kids and they all seemed so big and so good at soccer it was all a bit overwhelming. i cried.
mom came and stayed with me for a bit, and then dad had a go too. i did try and kick the ball from time to time, but there was always someone else trying to kick it too. coach did lots of skills and tricks but it all happened a bit too quick for me. the best bit was at the end when dad was the goalie and i got to score some goals. i don't think ollie will be coming next week, because he kept trying to join in and cried every time mom stopped him from playing with the big boys.


we went out to lunch afterwards too - that was pretty good, although i could do with a bit more practise at using chopsticks

Goats and pirates

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 whole trip - not a great success.

singing

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 sang whilst sitting on my bed today. equipped with my thomas magnet book: five little trains went down the track, one fell off (dropped through the slats of my bed base) and bumped his head and there were four little trains going down the track......

hobbes is a very willing audience when i sing slippery fish to him at bedtime. it helps him go to sleep, i think.

90 days later

the strike is over.......
no more sneaking dirty nappies into dumpsters after dark
no more parked bobcats to climb on
no more 'curious george' to listen to at bed time
no more excuses for not raking the leaves or mowing the lawn
i 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 months, mom and dad never did get around to watching the two Sharpe dvds they got out of the library for a week back in july.

Conkers? bonkers!

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!

Science World

After months (years?) of hearing about the fun i have at science world with Rox and Trina, finally mom and dad took ollie and i for a visit. 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 lunch at the Harringtons. i quite liked the turkey and sweet potatoes, (especially the marshmallows on top) but the best bit of lunch by far was the chocolate cake. dad got to have some worky conversation with andy and mark, and mom had so much adult conversation in one day that she couldn't sleep that night. even ollie had a good time being doted on and played with, although it was a bit too exciting for him to have a nap, too.
it was a bit disappointing that it was too wet to jump on the trampoline in the back garden, but i'm sure we'll go back. i told dad on the way home that i liked that house and i liked those people. i asked if they could all come to joel's house upstairs and play soccer and football and basketball.