My dancing daughters are heading out to their last dance competition of the season. Last one I missed as I was traveling with work so was really looking forward to our weekend away and getting to see them dance again.
Plans changed quickly this morning when Noah woke up really early not feeling well. We were going to push through though as we figured he was mostly tired from lack of sleep. After breakfast though he was sick all over so that confirmed it. We’re going to have a father – son weekend, though not a fun one.
I realized that I never wrote about our last one a few weeks ago when we went to see the Globe-trotters. It was an awesome show and we were able to hang out for the whole day.
At the end Noah was getting some autographs on his basketball and we caught a couple pictures. Ace was our last person to see and he was excited to have her sign his ball. He then turned around so I could take a picture and I could see his face change. She thought he wanted his shirt signed and signed the back in sharpie! He was not super pleased about it. He was scared we were going to be mad about it because writing on our clothing isn’t a normal thing for us 🙂 I convinced him that it was cool but it wasn’t until Jen told him it was cool that he was really at ease.
The past few days Noah and I have been able to spend quite a bit of time together. We started the weekend out with Saturday morning basketball. This is his second year in basketball but we switched this year to a new program. This one is part of Jr NBA which includes each kid getting their own smaller basketball and NBA team T-Shirt. Noah got to choose between OKC Thunder, San Antonio Spurs, and Golden State Warriors, he choose the Spurs. There were also the Toronto Raptors to choose from, but they were gone by the time Noah choose. The parents don’t always get involved but this time I did. We practised chest passing back and forth and had a fun game where we had to pass our way across the gym.
We spent most of the rest of Saturday painting Noah’s room. We swapped rooms with Alexandria and let Noah choose a new wall colour. The room was previously pink and blue, two walls of each, Noah kept the blue and choose a green, clean n crisp, for the other two walls. I’m not a fan of painting and for some reason it took us four coats to cover the pink over. In the end he was very happy though so it makes it worth it.
Sunday afternoon he and I went out together on a bit of a shopping date. Each year we take the kids out to pick out Christmas presents for their siblings. It’s pretty early this year to get started but we had an afternoon free and the weeks seem to fly by, so we decided to just do it. When we were done shopping we stopped for a treat of his choice at Tim Hortons.
Noah seems to be really liking math and numbers lately, especially number patterns. The one he really likes is the power of twos. He doesn’t really know what that is but he starts out with 2 + 2, then 4 + 4, then 8 + 8 etc. Tonight he went on sticky notes up to 2^13 (4096 + 4096 = 8192). It seemed to be the perfect opportunity to teach him my cell phone number which ends in 2^10. He was pretty impressed with that and it’s one of the reasons it’s my favourite number I’ve ever had.
There are a number of yard work related chores I’ve been needing to get done. So far I’ve been picking away at them. Last weekend it was literally picking away at them. The front yard has been overtaken with weeds, so I spent time picking a bunch of them out. There are still piles there but I put a pretty good dent in them.
When I was out there weeding I had wished I had some better earphones to wear while listening to music out in the yard. I didn’t want anything really good though for fear of wreaking them. Yesterday I remembered that I still had the pair of WordPress earphones Automattic had sent me when I first started. They were good and comfortable but they had broken not long after getting them. Part of the plastic broke which connected the left ear piece to the head band piece. After trying a couple types of glue, which didn’t hold for more than 5 minutes, I had put them away and forgot about them.
Before I went out to mow the lawn yesterday I pulled them back out again. This time I brought out my soldering iron, got an old tip for it, and melted the plastic causing the two sided to bond back together. Now I don’t think this will hold for a really long time, but they held up yesterday while mowing the lawn and today out in the yard!
Today was un-fun yard work. Last year we had a strip down the side of the house which we had turned into a bit of a vegetable garden. It worked really well so we decided to expand it this year. We decided to use the whole piece of land on the side of the house. The sod has been all dug up and Jen poured the bags of mushroom compost my sister picked up for us all over, now it had to be tilled up and the compost mixed in.
We looked into renting a tiller to do it, but it would have cost more to rent it then to hire someone who had one to do it for us. So instead I went out with the garden claw and turned up the soil that way mixing in the compost at the same time. It’s times like this where it is obvious the only work I do with my hands, is really with my finger tips on the keyboard. My right hand especially feels like just one big blister.
Although there are a bunch of little projects I would like to do to the yard, the only other one I really want to tackle this year for sure is along the back of the property. We had planted a bunch of little boxwood plants. We were in a hurry to get them in the ground so all we did was dig a hole for each one and put the in. This makes it really hard to mow around, and in behind especially weeds end up growing really tall. So this year I want to make it like a long strip flower bed along the back. Where we dig up the sod again and cover it with mulch in between the bushes. We will also likely plant some flowers in between and around to give it a bit more life.
That won’t happen this weekend though, but hopefully I’ll make time coming up sometime soon.
For the past two weekends our family has stepped into the world of dance competitions for the first time. All three of our oldest daughters have been involved with dance at some point. Alexandria no longer does as horse riding has become her main activity. Although Noah loves to shake it around the house hasn’t been interested in following his sisters when we’ve talked with him about it. He’d rather soccer and basketball.
Caile still takes one dance class currently, it’s a musical theatre class as she really enjoys drama and this gives a good mix of that with dance. Ella though I’m pretty sure would dance all day everyday no questions asked.
This year we put her into a dance troupe within her dance company Dance Conxion. They have been practicing and rehearsing a bunch of dances this session and last weekend was the first of dance competition season.
If you had of told me not many years ago that I would be spending my weekends driving to and watching dance competitions I would have called you crazy. So fast forward and seeing the fact that I am actually enjoying myself very much is a shock to me.
I’ve always known dancing is hard and takes a lot of skill, strength, and memory, but these weekends have really blown me away. Watching all these dancers perform dance after dance and pretty much nail it every time is so impressive. At such a young age to be able to do the moves they are doing, remember all the steps for all the songs, and do them in sync and in precision timing, has just blown me away.
I’m still not sure at my age that there is anything in this world I’m as good at as they are at dance at their young age.
Even if Ella and the rest of her fellow dancers weren’t raking in the awards and medals I’d still be proud of what an awesome job they all are doing. I’m very thankful for the dedicated, kind, and creative instructors who have choreographed some wonderful numbers and helped get them to this level.
This weekend we ended up with some beautiful fall weather. We had a bunch of errands to run in the city yesterday and had originally planned on taking the kids to the discovery centre as a way to break up the day. Since it was so nice out we instead decided to take a walk through Shubie Park instead. We made the right choice.
Today once Noah’s soccer was done we had some time before Jen and Ella were done fund raising for her dance troupe so we decided to go for a little drive and walk instead. There is a little spot that I’ve noticed just off the highway for years but have never known exactly how to get there, or stopped to enjoy it. Today we decided to check it out. We had to go down a few roads before we found the spot, but it was worth it. The colours of the leaves are stunning and with the river there as well it is going to become a favourite spot of mine I’d say.
Once home Jen and Ella joined us and they decided they wanted to go for a walk as well. I used the opportunity go for my first run since being home. Started out on the same route I used for a bike ride a couple days ago, but then instead of turning back home I continued on to meet up with the rest of the family for the walk and seeing pumpkin people again.
Although I’m sure it is highly effective, I would not recommend this weightloss technique to anyone.
For the past three days I’ve been pretty much lying in bed feeling like garbage. Nothing I eat or drink stays with me for very long. It’s a horrible feeling.
It’s the weekend and pretty nice weather but I don’t get to enjoy it with the rest of the family. The last few hours though have been the best I’ve felt so I’m hoping I’m finally coming out of it. Hopefully I can build some energy back up and enjoy tomorrow.
I’m one of those guys who has a once typical Monday to Friday 9:00 – 5:00 job, so I look forward to the weekends.
With four kids we usually keep pretty busy but it’s usually doing something fun with the family which is always nice, but weekends are also the time to get nagging chores done. This weekend involved starting to get things ready for an upcoming family get away.
About three years ago, against my better judgement, we adopted three cute little bunnies. One for each of my daughters. We made sure we picked three females so that we wouldn’t get over populated. I’ve heard stories where people weren’t as lucky as us where mistakes were made and one of the females, wasn’t. We were told they were mini lops. Our first clue was when we saw their parents and they weren’t so mini, but we had driven over an hour to pick them up so we took them anyway. Sure enough there is nothing mini about these things now that they’re grown.
It didn’t take long before the youngest two gave up on looking after their bunnies, which was expected they were fairly young. Luckily our oldest still does almost everything for them, although there are lots of reminders and prodding along the way.
We have two homes for them, one in our shed to keep them sheltered and warm in the winter, and one outdoors so they can have more exercise and fresh air. We take them in every night and let them out every morning as long as it is nice out. This way we don’t have to worry about them while we’re sleeping. But we’re getting ready to go away and it would be a lot to ask of someone to let them out every morning and bring them back in.
So I was tasked with building an enclosure that could sit inside their outside home that would keep them more protected from weather and just in case, any predators thought they might try to get in.
I’m not a fan of these rabbits. From what I can tell they are more trouble than they’re worth, but my kids love them and I love my kids. So in spite of the fact that I am far from a handy man I set out to build this enclosure. There is nothing fancy, four walls, a roof and a little door way to get in. I managed to get it all staying together but it doesn’t look pretty.
During the process I somehow managed to get a big scratch right down my nose and ripped a big piece of skin off the palm of my main hand.
So now the bunnies have a place to stay outside overnight and my In-Laws who are looking after them don’t have to cart them back and forth, but I like them even less. If I didn’t love my kids so much I’d consider rabbit stew and cook them on a bonfire made of the wood from their home I just built.
OK I really don’t have it in me to do that, they are our pets and I prefer my meat anonymous and already in the grocery store, but that doesn’t stop me from threatening it every once in a while.