Happy Birthday To Me!

I just happened to look and see that two years ago I started this blog! September 20, 2007 was my very first post. (Though I see now that the type colour didn't update along with the rest of my blog. Thanks Blogger!) I've had times where my posting drops off significantly, but lately I've been really enjoying putting my thoughts out there. And I love the comments. Thanks! And keep them coming!

I've also been really enjoying my daily blog rounds! I love reading your blogs! It's especially great when I stumble across a new blog that captures my attention and becomes a new daily favourite.

So, here's to another great year! May all the world be an inspiration!

P.S. My new gadget? The Spock Quotes on my sidebar. Not sure if I'm going to keep it or not.

New Gadget

(Sigh) Yes, I'm a geek.

Memories

I was feeling nostalgic tonight and was browsing around my iPhoto files after paying some bills. I came across two pictures of my oldest son that I absolutely love. I feel they capture his mischevious, playful personality, even at such a young age.


The first one is at about 2.5 months. This fabulously soft Winnie the Pooh "blanket" that my Mum bought when she found out I was pregnant quickly became a favourite. He still has that smile today. I think he's got one of the best smiles in the world, but perhaps I'm biased.


This picture is a couple months later, about 4.5 months. Not staged, he did this himself, soon after he learned to roll around. He still gets that stunned look on his face that just cracks me up.


And, this is where we're off to this weekend. The annual Radium Car Show. Every year a few hundred cars descend on Radium, British Columbia, and park on the driving range at the golf course for a show and shine. Unlike most shows that tend towards strictly classic cars, all sorts of makes and models can be seen here. Old, new, import, domestic. The Mercedes Benz convertible in front
is my Dad's. That was his mid-life crisis. The '79 Corvette is mine, a university graduation present from my parents.

The yellow '57 Chevy BelAir behind that also belongs to my Dad. That was his first car. My parents dated in that car. It was our wedding car. It originally belonged to his father. My Dad has a whole gaggle of '57 Chevy BelAirs in his garage, in various states of repair. This year he'll be driving out the blue convertible, which he recently finished.

It's the first time we've been out there since 2005 for the car show. I'm excited to take the boys, especially our youngest. His head will explode at all the "beepums".

Will This Do?

Okay, it's moments like this when I feel like a horrible mother.

Our oldest son has been in school for almost two full weeks now. And I still have not taken a picture of him in all his finery. You know, backpack, new jeans, new runners, new jacket.

I don't remember my Mum taking our picture on the first day of school when I was growing up. Ever. Maybe she did though. I'll have to ask her. Maybe she only did it when we were really young. But, I think I would have remember at least seeing the pictures. I've seen all the other pictures of my childhood. And I remember them pretty well.

So, for now, here is a picture from last year. He's gone from two mornings a week to four full days a week. I've gone from preparing two snacks a week to four lunches and eight snacks a week.

I go back to school on Monday too. Night classes for a management certificate. The company's paying. Maybe I'll get Hubs to take my picture.

Whooot!

I had to post this quickly before settling in to work.

My baby boy used the toilet this morning!

I'm trying not to get too excited, but could this be it? Is the end of diapers near?