It’s the long weekend, here in Canada. Victoria Day weekend, or May 2-4. Yay! This means two things for us, here: we are getting mighty close to my birthday (sometimes my birthday actually falls on this weekend, which is kind of awesome), so cake and parties are a big topic of conversation; and it’s generally our first trip of the season up to the Husband’s family cottage.
So I unplugged, to a certain extent, and tried my best to just enjoy being with my family for a few days. We had some fun, and some funny moments, and I got to go for a run in the great outdoors for the first time in close to 2 years. And driving home tonight, with the kiddos fast asleep in the back seat, we got to see fireworks going off as we returned to the city. Gotta love that.
Here are some of the highlights from this week:
The Threenager and baby C are being put to bed last Sunday night (Mother’s Day).
The Threenager, leaning over and lovingly whispering: Happy Mother’s Day, baby C.
The Threenager: Dada, can I help you?
The Husband: That’s very sweet of you, but this is kind of a one person job.
The Threenager: Well then what can we do that’s a two-person job?
The Threenager and the Teen are playing doctor. The Threenager is currently the patient.
The Threenager, holding her head: I have a forehead-stomachache.
Everyone is sitting around the dinner table, eating a meal that Nana has cooked — cheese ravioli with a cheese Alfredo sauce. The Husband has tried his best to convince the Threenager that this is almost exactly like macaroni & cheese.
The Husband: So what do you think of the pasta and sauce?
The Threenager: What do you mean?
The Husband: What do you think of the taste? Do you like it?
The Threenager: It’s boring.
The Teen: Do you know what “boring” means??
The Threenager: No.
Happy Victoria Day!