Memorable moments from our Summer of Awesome
Eve feeds a baby for the first time: "Oh, she's so cute, she wants the spoon."; "Dani, you have to....okay, she keeps throwing that magnet on the floor."; "Here, baby, do you want...AGH! There's yogurt ALL OVER MY HAND!"; "THIS BABY IS HORRIFYING!"; "Wait...was I this bad when you fed me?"
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Angus discovers that, no matter how good a pitcher you are, you can't beat a rigged carnival game:
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Eve rides a carousel, and halfway through her ride Angus and I realize all the horses on it are really freaking scary.
Matt discovers, to his great disgust, that our kids suck at bumper cars:
We babysit a bird for five weeks and get quite attached. The little bugger dies two hours before we're due to bring him home. At least his owner (Eve's friend) was already here and had seen him alive so they didn't suspect we'd been keeping him in the freezer or something, but still, it sucked.
Angus wins the ground ball competition at baseball practice and reaps the somewhat unorthodox reward (Ultimate Fighting Championship belt):
I follow my friend Janis into EQ3 in the market to look at sectionals and stumble upoon the purple rocking chair of awesome that OBVIOUSLY must be obtained for Eve's soon-to-be new room:
Just FYI, if your herb garden looks like this, it's probably past time to weed:
Eve and Marielle take Britannia Beach by storm and I have a huge laugh at Marielle's Mom's expense (that's the bikini she was ONLY allowed to wear on the cruise they're taking next March):
One minute it's all football and sandcastles, the next you're smack in the middle of the Zombie Apocalypse:
For Swistle: me, practically full-length, wearing the EXACT SAME SHIRT as tiny little Zarah. (Eve demanded it, and since we made the kids wear matching shirts I capitulated)
This year the kids (Zarah's and mine) would only agree to pose nicely if we subsequently photographed them beating on each other:
Our enterprising children engage in both theatre and marketing:
And the cast photo, naturally....
During the Provincials championship game, Angus falters while pitching his fourth of five innings. The first baseman walks out to centre field, punches him lightly on the shoulder, and returns to first base. This makes me cry.
Eve decides to pick a recipe from my Mrs. Fields cookbook for us to cook. We make black and white cupcakes. She doesn't really like them.
Eve gets over her fear of driving ("WHAT? I can't drive THAT!"):
Angus gets off the baseball diamond and onto the beach - somewhat unfortunately for photo ops, his friend Jacob has been there for four days already.
Helmets!
My Mom drives a go-kart. Pretty much worth the price of admission right there, wouldn't you say?
I get my act together in time to participate in one of Amber's monthly round-up posts. Yippee.
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Angus discovers that, no matter how good a pitcher you are, you can't beat a rigged carnival game:
>
Eve rides a carousel, and halfway through her ride Angus and I realize all the horses on it are really freaking scary.
Matt discovers, to his great disgust, that our kids suck at bumper cars:
We babysit a bird for five weeks and get quite attached. The little bugger dies two hours before we're due to bring him home. At least his owner (Eve's friend) was already here and had seen him alive so they didn't suspect we'd been keeping him in the freezer or something, but still, it sucked.
Angus wins the ground ball competition at baseball practice and reaps the somewhat unorthodox reward (Ultimate Fighting Championship belt):
I follow my friend Janis into EQ3 in the market to look at sectionals and stumble upoon the purple rocking chair of awesome that OBVIOUSLY must be obtained for Eve's soon-to-be new room:
Just FYI, if your herb garden looks like this, it's probably past time to weed:
Eve and Marielle take Britannia Beach by storm and I have a huge laugh at Marielle's Mom's expense (that's the bikini she was ONLY allowed to wear on the cruise they're taking next March):
One minute it's all football and sandcastles, the next you're smack in the middle of the Zombie Apocalypse:
For Swistle: me, practically full-length, wearing the EXACT SAME SHIRT as tiny little Zarah. (Eve demanded it, and since we made the kids wear matching shirts I capitulated)
This year the kids (Zarah's and mine) would only agree to pose nicely if we subsequently photographed them beating on each other:
Our enterprising children engage in both theatre and marketing:
And the cast photo, naturally....
During the Provincials championship game, Angus falters while pitching his fourth of five innings. The first baseman walks out to centre field, punches him lightly on the shoulder, and returns to first base. This makes me cry.
Eve decides to pick a recipe from my Mrs. Fields cookbook for us to cook. We make black and white cupcakes. She doesn't really like them.
Eve gets over her fear of driving ("WHAT? I can't drive THAT!"):
Angus gets off the baseball diamond and onto the beach - somewhat unfortunately for photo ops, his friend Jacob has been there for four days already.
Helmets!
My Mom drives a go-kart. Pretty much worth the price of admission right there, wouldn't you say?
I get my act together in time to participate in one of Amber's monthly round-up posts. Yippee.
Comments
Feeding the baby, the poor bird, bumpers cars...so funny! But your Mum in the Go-Cart...priceless! (I kinda think your Mum is a lot like my Mum, which cracked me up!).
Great photographs. Hard to believe the summer of awesome is almost over.
But I have to ask - what was the first baseman doing? Was he offering support?
looks like it was a great summer of awesome. i think the herb garden looks gorgeous.
Oh, and I will have to tell my youngest that if she wants a UFC belt she's in the wrong sport ; )
Cheers!
When a bird dies, do they just keel over right then? No sickness or anything? Plop, the end? That's kind of dramatic and sucky.
My favourite is Angus' big grin in the big belt.
What will you say next time someone asks you to bird sit?
Had a brain fart when filling out the form.