I used this song for a montage when Pace turned six but really think of it as “Sasha’s song” since it was the first song I sang to her in the delivery room after she was born. Pace’s first song was more planned – I knew I wanted to play him John Lennon’s “Beautiful Boy” […]
On April 12, 2013, we took a series of family photos knowing that Shea was due in a few weeks. Four days later, Sasha arrived. (Tomorrow’s her actual birthday but we celebrated it today which is why I’m posting this one day early.)
Today, I wore the same jersey today that I’ve worn for years but for a less happy reason than skating with my son nearly a decade ago…
I hope the angle of the button makes it clear that Sasha put this button on herself, not that her parents forced her to do it! (In fact, the sidelong glance is her eyeing up another one we had lying on our kitchen counter!) 🙂
I typed up another longish post after the Sask NDP debate in Regina tonight but, unlike past leadership races, I’m going to let this one percolate for a while before hitting the “Post” button. Nothing too controversial but just a unique thought I had at the debate that I want to massage a bit more […]
The Flames won their fifth game in a row tonight to get back into a playoff position (technically, that happened last game which they also won.) Anyhow, I came across this old picture of Pace climbing on his grandparents’ air hockey table and thought that was sorta related to tonight’s good news…
…one about the Sask NDP leadership race and one about a current censorship issue. But after starting to write each post, I soon realised they needed be longer than I had time or energy to write tonight. So instead, here’s a picture of two kittens reading a book:
As a precaution, Sasha put on her boots and brother’s skateboarding helmet at New Year’s to play the lifesize Jenga game that Grandpa Dennis made for us. I’d upload the video of the game finally toppling when Grandma Joan tried a difficult move but I jumped pretty high myself when it toppled over! 😉
Pace has seen the *real* Santa (not those fake mall ones!) three times – once when Santa came to Grandpa and Grandma Hammond’s on Christmas Eve when Pace was probably around two or three years old. (Coincidentally, that Santa had the same eyeglass frames as a neighbour down the street.) 😉 Once at our house […]
