12 Years a Couple

Well, it's been a dozen years. Wow. How did that happen?

We are doing pretty much the same things now that we did then... well, sort of. A little bit. *hangs head* Not really. I guess we are doing different things. But still awesome. Why? Because it's in our nature.

;-)

Surprising moments

It's funny how Isaac is sometimes. He will seem to be a very serious kid sometimes, but then you do something new or unexpected and his face lights up like the sun and gives out such a hearty laugh. It's really like if you flipped a switch. Today I picked him up and danced him around using the na na na NA song, as you do. He loved it. It's fun, what can I say. I must do it more often, but it becomes a source of jealousy.

Tonight when taking him out of the bath, he reached up and grabbed the curtain bar with a hand. Well, of course I have to be silly since it's in my nature, so I pretended he was doing a one arm pull up. Cue face lights and laughter. Then he reaches up with his other hand and actually pulls himself up. He's a strong little fella.

He's also starting to figure out blocks (mega blocks) and actually stacking / connecting them. He seems to be figuring out how things roll, connect, smash, etc quite well. Often doing this while standing too.

I think that I need to make more of an effort at doing the things that will make him smile and laugh.

I love the little guy. I just wish that he'd sleep at night. And not be sick.

Serious Isaac

Fun and laughing Isaac. It can be a quick transition

Eight Years

Well, it's been 8 years. Almost. The time has just flown by. Like anything there has been ups and downs, if I'm being realistic. But all I choose to remember are the ups. I feel so lucky, privileged. More than anyone has a right to be. A bunch has changed in during this time, but like aged wine I think that it gets smoother every year. How does that work? I have no idea. 

Great times. 

Public school

Conversation with Alice while I was driving the other day:

Me: And that's what the school you'd go to is called. [redacted] public school. It's the type of school everyone pays for so everyone can go.
Alice: Okay
Me: They also have private schools where people pay extra to go to.
[30 second pause]
Alice: Is that where you take off your underwear and show everyone your private parts?
Me: What? No! Huh? Why would you think that?
Alice: It's a private school.

I come to realize that I will never fully predict how she will string different concepts or word associations together.

My rainbow thinker

Spring into my heart

Spring used to be my least favourite season. Everything brown, 6 months of dog poop uncovered by snow and dissolving into the grass, bug. Lots and lots of bugs, specifically black flies. Kind of like this.

Anyways. Then I moved into the city with Laura. Flowers. Bike rides. Tulips and lilacs and blossoms everywhere.

No dog poop.

Yes, a few bugs, but nothing that you could mistake for a coat.

Then we married in the spring. Ah, so many happy memories and we keep on making more. Now, I'm not saying that spring is now my favourite season, but it's definitely moved up in my ranking. Definitely top four.

Which one is not like the other...

A photo series of one of my favourite people. Top 3.

I love these photos that I took the other day. I need to use my 55-200 lens more. Fun.

Trying hard to not smile

Biting her lip to not smile with her new facepaint

The smiles start

Laughter of my girl

Showing how she sparkles - literally

All done

Handcoats and spacelight

The good days I can come up with words without too much of a struggle. Most days aren't those. Usually it's just a pause or two while I try to remember the works. On bad days I can't come up with my words at all and it's really frustrating. Someone described this happening to them and how scary it was.

They had a concussion.

Now, my brain might be permanently addled from when I was younger. Who knows. But I find it funny that people have a bad side effect from a concussion, that frightens them, but it's just an average day for me. Yish.