I am grateful for a top notch day.

I am grateful for Coop, being very helpful and capable at the grocery store, finding all the stuff on our list while we sauntered through each aisle.

I am grateful for Gabe and Raph, friends of our boys for a long time now, over for a sleepover. They are familiar and comfortable with our boys, as our boys are with them, too.

And I am grateful for the village; when we told a few friends we were headed for Goldstream for a cookout, they showed up too. Kids ran rampant, got dirty, climbed on trees and developed rules and guidelines for play that were quickly ignored or revised. We ate hot dogs and s’mores. We were there for hours. It was great.

And I’m grateful it worked. They were all tuckered right out. A pair of 3 year olds, and a 7 and 8 year old have not been heard from since 9:37pm. A late night for sure, but pretty good considering all the excitement.


I am grateful for a productive work day.

I am grateful for Coop’s Beaver Colony. I tripped while playing duck duck goose with a bunch of 5 to 7 year olds. As I was falling I thought, “how am I going to explain this?”. I think I’d go with “Sports Injury”, but it turns out I am fine.

I am grateful for some time in the back yard with Farley and his pal from daycare who was over for a while tonight.

I am grateful for some quality television watching time this evening.


I am grateful for accountants. My biggest beef with our tax system is how complicated it is. I don’t mind paying the tax, but I do resent the time and expense required of me to figure out what to pay. I am, however, happy that my accountant is there to figure it all out, so I don’t have to.

I am grateful for some sleep tonight. It’s the middle of the night, and I am up right now, but I got to bed early and I expect to be snoozing away again soon. Everyone else in the household is sawing logs, which is good, because last night we had alternating kids up through the night, and I think everyone here needs some extra Z’s.

I am grateful for fried chicken and coleslaw, because that’s what I made for dinner tonight and it was awesome.


I am grateful for a productive work day.

I am grateful for a brave and co-operative Farley at the optometrist today.

I am grateful for some fun times with the boys washing the car this evening. I bet doing that won’t always seem like a big treat to them, but tonight it sure did.

I am grateful for DJ Farley, spining all the plastic hits with his Fischer Price record player. Request a colour, any colour, and he’ll be happy to play you that song.

I am grateful for some great play together between Coop and Farley. They were really enjoying each other’s company. That’s not always the case with those two; it’s nice to catch it when they are being great friends to eachother.


I am grateful for a trip to Goldstram Park to release the baby salmon that Cooper’s class have been raising from eggs in an aquarium in his classroom. He found some friends, and we all went for a visit at the nature house there, and then after that a trundle up to the waterfall. 

I am grateful for a nap after we got home this afternoon.

I  grateful for a screening of The original 1977 Star Wars film this evening at the scout hall with Cooper’s Beaver Colony, their parents and siblings, many dressed upon costume. I was wearing a black blanket adorned with stars, as a galaxy far far away. Julie wore a white bathrobe and a pair of cinnamon raisin bagels on the side of her head for a fine Princess Leia, Cooper was Darth Vader and Farley was Yoda.


I am grateful for a productive day. I made a list, and then crossed a bunch of cuss off of it.

I am grateful for Coop, all excited to show me and photo document the Cars he made today at out of school care.

I am grateful for an evening at Mr. Tubbs, where children get to eat ice cream and learn the value of gambling through midway arcade games that cost a quarter for the chance to win tickets, redeemable for crappy plastic trinkets. I wouldn’t have thought I’d be grateful for Mr. Tubbs  this afternoon, but it was fun, and fun is something to be grateful for.

I am grateful for Farley, whacking alligators and riding what I refer to as the creepy goth pig at Mr. Tubbs. Say what you will about that pig; it is a mighty steed, and Farley is a happy guy when he’s riding it.



I am grateful for Coop reading a book to Farley this morning while I made breakfast.

I am grateful for a walk around Swan Lake with Farley, Cooper, and his Beaver colony this evening. We saw all kinds of flora and fauna, including a woodpecker, a few bald eagles, a muskrat, and apple trees in bloom.

Also, today Prince died, and I am sad, but grateful for his music, and grateful for the unforgettable concert Julie and I enjoyed when he was here in Victoria in 2011.