Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Monday, May 28, 2007
Darren's raisin story
Not long ago while Gus was eating raisins:
Gus looked at Darren's lip (that had a cold sore at the time) and said
"Daddy raisin?"
Darren said "No little man daddy has a boo-boo on his lip"
So then he puts a raisin on his lip and say "Gus boo-boo lip?"
Gus looked at Darren's lip (that had a cold sore at the time) and said
"Daddy raisin?"
Darren said "No little man daddy has a boo-boo on his lip"
So then he puts a raisin on his lip and say "Gus boo-boo lip?"
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Ten ways to green your kitchen
Ok, I hate that "green" is now a verb. It sounds like something unpleasant you'd do with your nose. In any case, this article has some fantastic tips for saving energy, conserving the earth's dwindling resources and just generally feeling a little less guilty.
Ten ways to green your kitchen.
Ten ways to green your kitchen.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
p*ss and sh*t
ok, so why the crass title? Trust me, it's not a crass story either.
It's not exactly language I (or Darren) would ever use. At least not in front of our son.
Ok.
so I'm sitting on the toilet (seriously, it's NOT an offensive story) and the door is open so I can keep an eye on Gus.
He comes running towards me and starts yelling "mommy p*ss and sh*t!". I am obviously horrified because I would never teach my son to say such an offensive thing (yes, talking about poop and pee is fine, but those words just sound, well, stupid.). I finish my business and walk around the corner and ask Darren if he just heard what I heard. He says "Yes." and confirms that he has never used those words in that context. I start wondering what's going on at his daycare, what are they teaching him?...when Gus repeats the offensive phrase "mommy, p*ss and sh*t!" This time he is tugging on my pants and shirt.
and then it hits me.
pants and shirt.
I had just put my clothes on for the day and Gus was letting me know that I had pants and a shirt on.
thanks Gus.
You gotta work on that enunciation.
It's not exactly language I (or Darren) would ever use. At least not in front of our son.
Ok.
so I'm sitting on the toilet (seriously, it's NOT an offensive story) and the door is open so I can keep an eye on Gus.
He comes running towards me and starts yelling "mommy p*ss and sh*t!". I am obviously horrified because I would never teach my son to say such an offensive thing (yes, talking about poop and pee is fine, but those words just sound, well, stupid.). I finish my business and walk around the corner and ask Darren if he just heard what I heard. He says "Yes." and confirms that he has never used those words in that context. I start wondering what's going on at his daycare, what are they teaching him?...when Gus repeats the offensive phrase "mommy, p*ss and sh*t!" This time he is tugging on my pants and shirt.
and then it hits me.
pants and shirt.
I had just put my clothes on for the day and Gus was letting me know that I had pants and a shirt on.
thanks Gus.
You gotta work on that enunciation.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
100 mile meal!
Today was the first day of the Trout Lake Farmer's Market. We are having our first 100-mile meal (now that it's so easy!).
- Organic portobello mushrooms from Richmond, grilled and topped with organic tomme de chevre (a pungent goat cheese) from Abbotsford.
- Barbequed sausage featuring "Gently grown" beef, pork and buffalo from Chilliwack.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Friday, May 04, 2007
Crow cam
our friends have a crow's nest in the window of their downtown Vancouver apartment. They have a web cam up and running to check the eggs' progress!
Have a look:
Have a look:
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
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