Marie-Hélène had her one year shots on Monday… three pokes. But the needles weren’t what upset her most. It was when the doctors listened to her heart, her lungs, her tummy, that she was most incensed. She officially weighs 15.6 lbs, only 5 pounds heavier than Geneviève, who is what, 2 months? Jasmina, I don’t [...]
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Coffee table
I was visiting a Bed and Breakfast in the country earlier this week, and the owner was fond of antiques. I noticed this coffee table, and asked her about it. It is an old shoemaker’s bench. Don’t you love the idea?
The grandma flower
Have I already mentioned that john works at a garden centre? Well, he does. And as his older, plant-loving, Lacoste-shopping sister, I get a discount on plants. I’ve considered creating a rent contract in which he is bound to work at a greenhouse every summer of his life here, but then it could kill his [...]
Green
Just before bed last night, I dressed Marie-Hélène into jammies from her cousin Ben, and thought I’d set her in the garden. I snapped a piture then nearly lost her amid the green beans. Thank-goodness for her blond hair!
Blanky, reading, and other matters
Marie-Hélène has been a little under the weather these last few days… her only symptoms are a slight fever and fussiness. Whether it’s because she’s under the weather, or because she’s older, she has a new-found love for her blanky. It gets oh-so-many cuddles, her head burried into its softness.
Last nigth, after having spent most [...]
Museum
Whenever you guys come back to Winnipeg, you’ll probably notice a few things have changed. We finally took the tour around the construction site. At our place it was sunny; downtown it was threatening to rain. Some narrow cloud, covering only half the city, wanted us to change our minds. Our tour guide brought an [...]
Toddling
This is what is keeping us busy lately… In the past few weeks Marie-Hélène has become more and more brave in walking across the living room toward the window with the low sill. Misjudging her distances, she has managed to bruise her right cheek, then her left cheek and then, most recently, her chin. Now, as she wobbles [...]
Flower Friday
Just over the bridge from Saint-Boniface, the giant Canadian Museum for Human Rights is slowly rising. We’re a little excited to see it take shape, despite what some detractors say…. “It looks like a spaceship!” or “There’s not a single straight wall!” Christian and I shake our heads… “it’s modern” we say. They’re offering tours [...]
Why I wouldn’t protest
My professor is a socialist. I’m pretty sure. Every time I leave my history class, I’m disillusioned. With what? With capitalism! With the US foreign policy! With our political system! With… with… I don’t even know!
Last class he asked why there weren’t more protests in Winnipeg, as if there should be protests, as if what [...]
Why I married him #53
Yesterday, we went for a bike ride. Marie-Hélène is always so excited to get going, her joy at being outside and riding fast, makes me happy. Since Christian is on holidays, we all go together.
On the way home we stopped for fish at Gimli fish, in a strip mall beside the Hula Hut. Christian went [...]