Archive for February, 2010

My little monster…

Saturday, February 27th, 2010

After raising a wonderful little boy for two and a half year, we have now been given a monster for the past few weeks. It started around Christmas, with all the sleeping issues caused by late nights and visitors. But it never quite came back. Our son wouldn't nap anymore. Or ...

Disapointment

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

After starting the Olympics on a good note with a great show last weekend, we wanted to go see another show on Friday. Lennie Gallant. He's a folk singer from Atlantic Canada, very soft music, I love him. Well, he was playing at LiveCity Yaletown and there were so many ...

About national pride

Thursday, February 18th, 2010

It's the Olympic Games. I do watch some sports, and I am definitely happy when Canada wins medals. But I can't help but wonder why. Why are people proud when a perfect stranger who was simply born and/or raised and/or trained in their country wins a medal? How does that reflect ...

Go Canana!

Wednesday, February 17th, 2010

Our boy is gong ho about the Olympics now. He has spent the last two days (one with Zak, one with me, as I had Tuesday off) walking downtown through all the Olympic installations, waving a Canada flag and yelling "Go, Canana!". To be fair, he does pronounce Canada right most ...

Yucky!

Monday, February 15th, 2010

When I got home from work yesterday, my son was lying on the floor, his head on the couch cushion, and all he could say to me was "Maman, I am really really sick"! Zak had warned me: he threw up several times throughout the day and wouldn't keep even water ...

Olympic Games…

Sunday, February 14th, 2010

I am slowly becoming a fan of the Olympic Games. Slowly, because like many who live in Vancouver I got a bit sick of all the money being thrown at this event. But now that it has begun, we decided to enjoy it while it lasted. Thursday night we went ...

The end of the boob…

Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010

So it seems that I have weaned my son. At 2 and a half, many will say that it was more than time. And to tell you the truth, I'm not even really sad about it. It happened quite naturally: I have been sent to work at VANOC for the ...