Archive for February, 2009

Tricheur!

Tuesday, February 24th, 2009

DS loves to feed us. When his hunger diminishes at the end of a meal, he offers us the bits and pieces left. Sometimes we eat it, sometimes we don't, depending on how much he has eaten, on how much we have eaten and on how much chewing and handling ...

Snowshoeing

Sunday, February 22nd, 2009

So while I was working like a dog on Friday (by the way, I wonder where that expression comes from since most dogs I know spend their day sleeping), Zak took DS snowshoeing at Cypress. From the photos (and all the new words DS picked up on that day), it ...

I’ll carry you

Sunday, February 22nd, 2009

DS is a really good walker. Today, we went to the grocery store and he walked most of the way, about 1 km. At 18 months and with tiny legs, it's pretty impressive! Whenever we have to cross a more important street, though, Zak says to him "I'll carry you ...

You walk!

Wednesday, February 18th, 2009

DS is obsessed with cars and trucks these days. When Zakary and him are walking down the street, he keeps pointing at them, which soon becomes really boring for the adult (especially since he has absolutely no interest in gas-powered vehicles), who tries to redirect the conversation. He's been teaching ...

A sign of times to come

Monday, February 16th, 2009

Saturday morning, at the aquarium. Zakary: Do you want to hold hands with Maman or Papa? DS: Papa! A very simple exchange. But the answer to that question used to be Maman. It used to always be Maman. After being my son's main caregiver for a year, I suddenly went back to work, ...

Explain to me…

Saturday, February 14th, 2009

why airlines charge full price for plane tickets for children? I get the part where a child who uses a seat means no one else can purchase that seat. But it's the same with movie theaters. Or Greyhound buses. Or trains. Yet all of those have discount prices for students and ...

Profoundly unfair…

Saturday, February 14th, 2009

So after a week of DS sleeping in and I having to rush to get to work within an hour of the time at which I'm actually supposed to be there, having long stopped setting up our alarm clock since our son usually wakes up at 6 am sharp every ...