Losing her third tooth

Losing her third tooth
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Faith finally let us (i.e. me) pull out her top tooth. The thing was wiggly for weeks until she had a meltdown at dinner saying that she was afraid she was going to swallow her tooth so she didn't want it to fall out, but she didn't want us to pull it out either. A real conundrum.

After about half an hour of drama (which seemed like six), she let me yank the sucker out. After all the carrying on, it came right out with no problem and the tears were over instantly. I just can't wait until the next one is loose.

Pretty in pink

Pretty in pink
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To continue on a theme, these are the fashionable gifts that Aunt Donna got for the girls this year. Ava is sporting a hat and mitts with large, puffy pinks hearts and fur, while Faith has the matching scarf and slippers. The girls looked very cute in their flashy pink outfits, and would fit right in on a flamingo farm.

Actually, the girls always like their Aunt Donna gifts as they are colorful and flamboyant and perfect for little girls. Well, except for the dreadlock hat from a few years ago. That was just too scary for words.

Aunt Donna outdid herself with this one

Aunt Donna outdid herself with this one
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Each year, George's Aunt Donna tries to impart her fashion wisdom to the kids. This year was Blake's first taste of what's to come, and if this is the beginning, I shudder...I mean look forward...to think what Donna will come up with in years to come. Although you can't see it in this picture, the hat comes with a pair of matching gloves. With monkeys. And pink fur.

Blake's 11th month

To Blake:

It's really not possible that you're eleven months old now. I feel like we've all stepped on a magic time machine that has sped up our lives. I think you're the magic that powered the machine.

Again, you have challenged us with some sleeping issues...you like to get up at 5:00 or 5:30 in the morning now. For a couple of weeks you were getting up at this time for the day. This meant you and I were both pretty tired. You'd last through breakfast with your sister and then we'd bundle you up in the sled for the trip to the school and you'd be asleep by the time we got home. The bump, bump, bump of the sled runners over the snow had a very soothing affect.

But, then I smartened up and brought a bottle into your room the night before so I could change you and feed you in the dark and you started going back to sleep until 7:00. Yes! But, you are still an early riser and an early-to-bed kind of guy. Do you have farmer in your genes?

You are a challenging kid this month, but in a fun way. You still go after the TV/VCR/DVD every chance you get...you understand that I say, "No!"...you just choose to ignore it. You've also developed a habit of complete silence when you're getting into trouble. If I can't hear you, I start running, only to find you climbing the stairs, pulling on cords, trying to get the plug covers off the outlets or grabbing the toilet. You've only given me a couple of heart attacks so far, but I'm sure you'll be giving me some more in the coming months.

And, while you don't listen to "no", you can now shake your head "no". Normally, you do this during breakfast when you refuse to eat any of your cereal, instead favouring a diet of cheerios, breakfast pitas and clementines. Generally, you will eat anything, which your dad delights in by giving you bits of pretty much anything that he's eating. In fact, you actually scared your babysitter with the amount of food you ate the first time you had lunch with her.


You now have a few "favourite" parts of the day. One is when you get to take a sled ride across the soccer field to drop Faith off at school. You're very cute all bundled up. The second is when we pick up your sister. And the third is when daddy comes home from work. You crawl to him laughing and saying "da da da" like he's the second coming. It's very cute although I must admit to being slightly jealous.

Love,
Mommy

Noooobody

Faith and George were watching TV last night when an ad for Bad Boy Furniture store came on TV. These are the famous Mel Lastman ads (former crazy mayor of Toronto and current crazy owner of Bad Boy). When Faith heard the tag line, "Who's better than Bad Boy? Noooobody!", she promptly replied, "God and Jesus!" Yikes! I guess Mel can't compete with them.

Yummy brunch

George's office Christmas party was on Sunday at a very nice restaurant in Waterloo. They did a brunch again this year, so they could make it a family event. Unfortunately Blake woke up with a fever on Sunday morning (at 5:00 am!!), so I was the designated parent and stayed home with him while George went with Faith the brunch.

Now, last year's brunch had gummy worms, which very much impressed Faith, so we weren't sure if that could be topped. But, when she got home, she took great delight in telling me that the "napkins were tall on the plates" and there were "stick things" on the table. Then she declared that "it was better than McDonalds". High praise indeed from a 6 year old.

Man in the moon

The other evening we were driving into Kitchener with Faith and Blake when she pointed out the (almost) full moon. She then went on to explain that the astronauts can only go to the moon when it's full.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"Well, there's not enough room up there otherwise."

Kind of brilliant logic I thought.