November 30, 2010

My Grandpa Cyril

My wonderful Grandpa had a stroke on Saturday November 27th. I don't know why but I feel like I need to put down all the things I know about him; maybe I'm afraid he'll never be that same person again and I will forget.
He loves to garden.
He doesn't like people that don't know what they are doing to touch his computer.
He is really good at playing bridge.
One time he was on a barge in a storm and the barge came loose and he had to be rescued by a helicopter.
He had his tonsils taken out.
He loves fiction.
He could never figure out the remote control.
He likes Grandma Grace's HOMEMADE cookies, not store bought.
He is restless and does not like to have nothing to do.
He doesn't like Italian food, and thinks Grace can cook a better meal than you could ever get in a restaurant.
He likes his coffee maker to keep the coffee HOT; why is that so difficult?
He will call people he doesn't like "no good son's a' whores!"
He goes red in the face when he is mad.
He does not like most doctors.
He likes to tease me Grandma; he always says “she’s just loafing around here like she always does.”
He "roams the roads" as much as Grandma does.
He wears glasses, even after eye surgery, I think he just couldn’t get use to not having them on.
He hates Canadian Tire and Tim Horton’s, I’m not sure why.
He loves Newfoundland.
He was the first person Kai reached out.
He is stubborn!
He is one of my favorite people in the whole world.

November 11, 2010

Quote of the Day from My Cousin

We're driving and someone pulls up beside us that we know, my mom (who is driving) rolls down the window and yells "hey you." My cousin in the back seat yells "YOU STUPID IDIOT! THE LIGHT IS RED!"

Singing "stich and bitch, stich and bitch, stich and bitch, stich and bitch, stich and bitch."


Kai might be the last baby we have and I had always regretted weaning Ian so early. In my naivety I thought it would be me to initiate that step towards independence (for both of us), and my thought was that it would be around two. Out of desperation, and exhaustion I gave Kai a bottle of rice milk, it worked like a charm, he fell asleep with in minutes, however I am paying the price; he won't nurse anymore. I guess it's just like everything else with kids, the goal is to teach them to be these self sufficient little people, but it's kind of like working yourself out of a job.

November 7, 2010

11 month photos

Quote of the Day

"Knock knock"
"Who's there?"
"Nipple who?"
"Nipple squirts milk out of it! Bahahahahaha!"