Thursday, July 23, 2009

Cottage

We are back at the cottage and settling in quite nicely...with tea, cookies, cookies, cookies and a delicious dinner with {oh thank you Nana!} DESSERT! Yes, it is good to be back.

photos courtesy of Hugh
this photo is courtesy of me
xo

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

And We're Off!

Diapers and pajamas are packed...along with about a hundred unnecessary items!
We'll see you at the cottage!
xo

Monday, July 20, 2009

Oh The Pool

Last summer, Hugh and I spent nearly every evening at the pool. It was the perfect substitute for a bath because at that time he was on strike from bathing. The pool was also a great tool to expend any lingering energy...{which in Hugh's case is no easy feat}. However, this summer we have yet to dip our toes in the pool...this has caused me a little worry because we bought Arlo the cutest swimsuit which we are quite sure he grew out of minutes after buying it! On the other hand, Hugh is still wearing the same suit from two years ago...but anyway...tonight we took our boys to the pool where we also met Miles and family. It was wonderful! So many memories flooded through me as I watched Hugh playing shark attack with David... as well as enjoying free swim rides. I remember doing the same things with my dad. Arlo wasn't as taken with the pool....he found it rather chilly on his chubby toes. Nevertheless, he wore his suit proudly and I'm glad he got at least one wear out of it.Could we please press pause for one second while we absorb Arlo's fabulous droopy thigh folds? Ahhhhhhh. Okay: resume!xo

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Sunday Dinner

{there were 19 of us for tonight's dinner...and here we are...all of us heading to the park}
xo

Friday, July 17, 2009

The Rain Barrel

It's go time! The rehearsing has begun for Uncle Jamie & Aunt Eleanor's upcoming wedding.

Me: Hugh let's practice walking down the aisle for Uncle Jamie & Aunt Eleanor's wedding. Don't forget you have a very important job as the ring bearer.
Hugh: The rain barrel?
Me: No. The ring bearer. You'll be walking down the aisle while carrying the wedding rings on a pillow. Right. Let's begin. These two skateboards will represent Uncle Jamie & Aunt Eleanor.Hugh: Why is that skateboard wearing Arlo's diaper?
Me: No no...that's Aunt Eleanor and she's wearing a veil! Here are your rings and when I start humming the music...you walk.{enter David}
Hugh: DADDY! LOOK AT ME!!! I'M THE RAIN BARREL!!!xo

PostScript: Jamie & Eleanor...don't you worry about a thing. The rain barrel is a natural!

Crocodile Shoes

Have you heard? Hugh got Crocs. {here is where I let out a great big sigh. SIGH.} I've been resisting the whole Crocs movement...not because I have anything against Crocs...I just wanted Hugh to be unique...and wear sensible shoes {okay, now it sounds like I have something against Crocs...but truly, I don't.} However while visiting Nolan's farm last week, Hugh just didn't feel happy in his black rubber boots. He looked dreamily at all the colourful Crocs neatly lined up in a row outside the trampoline and with shoulders slumped he said, "I wish I had Crocs." And so like any parent {read: suckers} we thought the time had come to grant Hugh's wish. Today, David took Hugh Crocs shopping. Hugh walked into the shoe store...beelined it for the Crocs display...pointed to the pinkest of pink pair and said "Those. I want those."
What was I worried about? Hugh is truly unique...Crocs or no Crocs. He is so proud...so very proud of his shoes. He is telling everyone and anyone who will listen..."I've got Crocs"....to the kids in the park, the people on the sidewalk, the neighbours, the birds and if you listen really carefully perhaps you too will also hear..."I've got Crocs".Arlo is quite taken with them too...
xo

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

3 Months

Happy 3 Months Arlo!We love your giggles and songs
We love your blue eyes {Ready David? You. Were. Right.} and long Maybelline eyelashes
We love your chubby cheeks and even chubbier thighs
We love your Shaman-like personality especially when your brother calls
We love your receding hairline
We love your ability to sleep
We love your conversations with the ceiling fan
We love...we love...oh Arlo...we love everything about you!
Happy 3 Months baby boy.xo