I am grateful for free grandparental all day weekend childcare. We got so much cuss done. Significant bunk bed progress was made. It was awesome.
I am grateful for hot and sour soup Julie made from scratch.
I am grateful for all the sushi I could eat this evening. My folks took us all out for dinner. NOM NOM NOM!
Ian grateful for kinetic sand. My boys were playing with it for a good long while last night, in cookie trays, in the living room.
I am grateful for a low key day working from home.
I am grateful for those recipe videos you get on Facebook. I made slow cooker chicken tikka masala tonight from one, and it turned out awesome.
I am grateful for roasted marshmallows on our propane fire with my kids and my parents in our backyard tonight.
I am grateful for a day focussed on one project, in a shared studio space downtown just like a real office worker.
I am grateful for fish and chips my folks treated us all to this evening.
I am grateful for my boys: Farley, who is unable to sit still with all the happy excitement of having grandma and grandad over; and Cooper, making a conciencious list of everyone who gets a valentine, trying dilligently to make sure no-one is forgotten, and working away filled with focus and intention.
I am grateful for time to tidy up a bit today. It was getting pretty crazy in here after a busy weekend spent mostly out of town.
I am grateful for time and opportunity to get a healthy number of hours in on a work project that needs doing.
I am grateful to our babysitter, who had a fun time with my kids while Julie and I went out tonight.
I am grateful for a fun night at a tapas restaurant with a cool bunch of people for a birthday celebration. These days most of the birthday parties I attend are for the 8 and under demographic, this time it was nice to be in the company of other grown ups.
I am grateful for a fun bike ride taking my kids to school this morning.
I am grateful for warm sunny weather today.
I am grateful for parental visitation, and the pie they brought to go with Taco Tuesday at our house this evening.
I am grateful for a trip to Home Depot to buy wood to make a bunk bed for Coop and Farl, and for the gleeful distraction that an ongoing project like that can give me.
I am grateful for some good news about friends tonight; they just bought their first home.
I am grateful for a full and productive day and weekend. I did some work work, I built lots of IKEA furniture, I walked around a park with Coop, Farley, and a buddy of theirs, and took a snappy of a pretty sky with the sunset in front of my house on our way back. Lots got done. Kids were tired at bedtime, and now, so am I.
I am grateful for that night at the aquarium. It was great. We had a fun morning there, too.
I am grateful for the scouting movement. It’s had a tremendously positive effect on me at many points in my lifetime.
I am grateful for the casa gelato. 218 flavours to choose from. Choosing is tough, but it’s also the fun part.
I am grateful for the distance between Vancouver and my home in Victoria. It’s just right; not too near, not too far.
I am grateful to be on a sleepover with Coop’s Beaver Scout colony at the Vancouver Aquarium. Right now Coop and I are all tucked in for the night, watching a dolphin swim around, just a few feet away from where we are in our sleeping bags. How cool is that?
I am grateful for the awesome photo of Farley from his Daycare. LOOK AT MY KID. HE IS CUSSIN’ AWESOME. He’s wearing a shirt that his great aunt Peggy made for his mama when she was little. Farley’s now the age Coop was when we had him. There’s part of me that doesn’t want my life with little kids like this one to end, but he’s going to get bigger, and we’re not going to have more. There’s a bigger part of me that knows we have enough, and remembers how tough new babies (and the preceding months) are. I’m grateful I have this little kid for now though, and I’ll be grateful to see him get bigger, too.
I’m grateful for Coop, who was in quarantine today after a stomach bug the day before. We repaired a remote control car that had broken this morning, and he got it in his head that he’d like to attach a camera to it. I saw him putting it on with a rubber band, and I came close to taking over his project with big ideas of getting out tools and bolting stuff on to make it fantastic, but decided it would be better to let him experiment, fail with the rubber band, and try again.
I’m grateful for whatever sage parenting wisdom that someone imparted to me in years gone by that prevented me from sticking my nose in it though, especially because it didn’t fail. Not at all. He stuck it on there with two skillfully placed rubber bands, and it worked great, his project from start to end.The video he captured looked like the Mars rover had successfully landed in our hallway and was exploring strange new living rooms populated with red-headed lifeforms wearing glasses that followed it around holding small black boxes with radio antennae. Perhaps I’ll post some of that video at some other point, when it’s not after my bedtime.
I am grateful for a return to normalcy in my home after a bout we’ve all had with what was likely norovirus.
I am grateful for the Mount Royal Bakery. Not far from where I live, they make mighty fine Montreal style bagels, and if you go before 10am or so, you can get them while they are still hot.