August 13: Summer Catch Up

Unlike most blogs about family and daily life - I somehow have pictures that make things seem worse than they really were - like food photography in the old days.

An amazing week in Mt. Tremblant - at Blueberry Lake - we had friends and family come to stay, hung out in the hot tub, yoga on the deck (for me), lots of swimming (indoor pool) for the boys, a failed bonfire, long walks, lots of berries and the feeling in the best way that we were gone for more than a week.

      

We go to a lake and then hang in the indoor pool. Because: warm! waterfall! shallow water! 

Cousin fun with crazy birthday glasses. 

Already Tuesday: June 14th

Today my 5 y/o scratched and bit me.

Not just in passing but he ran at me and attacked me.

The incident happened as we were attempting to get him and my 2 y/o out of the house and to nursery school in time for their music class (of course we were late) and only got there for the last song (featuring a bus stuck in the rain and an accordian).

Everything stopped for me.  It's disconcerting to see a small person be that angry.  

Full body, all encompassing rage.    The reason?  He didn't want to change out of his pjs. 

Sigh.   I have to find a kids yoga class for this one.

But on the upside, my brother a 31 year old traditional Chinese medicine doctor turned accountant arrived from Vancouver on Saturday to stay and work for R for the next 5 weeks. 

The kids and I are both thrilled.

Having a grown up relationship with your siblings and your kids is one of the best reasons I think to have a family.

Interesting discussions, mixed in with foolishness and jokes and from a shared place of understanding even though you might believe and want completely different things. 

Brother and I have already had all kinds of discussions on: careers (I want to remake how we view them;  he wants to slot in for the long haul in a company), religion (he believes, I ask for evidence), relationships (what works, what doesn't), politics (what went wrong on this last campaign his view/my experience) and like the best conversations, there's no real end or start but it just picks up and continues...

Wednesday June 8: Figuring It Out

I'm not a blog virgin, but this project makes me feel like one.

 Currently, I write a weekly blog for my next book, I spent two years writing for another project, but both of those were easier, since what I was supposed to talk about was clear.

And I guess that's the whole idea of this project, the challenge of outwardly writing about my life.  But I'm so used to writing either on a specific topic or just ranting to and for myself (anxious recriminations on why its taking so long to get a project going or why I ate so many Quality Street toffees), that it becomes difficult to look beyond that.

But then who says I need full sentences or even real topics....in that spirit then:

Today, I: 

•  Took the boys to Indigo where they played with Thomas and we bought birthday presents for weekend ahead ( including a kit that lets you make a giant fort with sheets);
  
• Loved eating flatbread with cream cheese (straight from the container of course);
  
• Wore my new tan linen pants and black shirt from Jacob and
  
• Talked to Mom (while walking from R's office to the nursery) about parents who try and decide their kids lives for them. My take: how are they so confident they are right. Hers: Some kids just need more help and parents can at least suggest safe options.  Hmm.