Booked it ‘18

Today’s activity involves one of my favourite activities; reading. I cleaned out a couple of book storage area and had an eclectic selection of books for a charity.

Social media and a librarian friend found us all assorted spots. The geography won out and I dropped off the bag at Sherbrooke Community Centre. They were very pleased and said it will benefit the seniors.

Mission accomplished. Blog done. Onward to Little A, some baking and a sleepover! Lucky me!

Bernie

Day 8 Goes Downhill

You could say that today’s activity went straight down hill but the engineer would argue that we also went up hill.

For today’s activity was to enjoy an outdoor activity. So we bundled up because at -21 (-29 windchill) that was necessary but it’s a lot of work with a little one!

Grampa got the GT slider out and sat on it with her. Instant tears that didn’t stop until the end. So then I took her for a shorter ride with the same results. She declined a third ride in favour of going to see the kitties.

A lovely little visit with the cats where Little A made appropriate sounds and tried to hug them. Then we decided we would do a quick walk to at least feel like all the clothes were worth the effort.She heard the cows but they were too far away to see. We played on the big rock for a few seconds and then we tromped back inside. It wasn’t a stellar win but we got some fresh air.

I’m know that once Little A is back home there will be a walk or a snow shoe around the big pond and around the trees and fences. The sunshine, blue skies and remaining frost make it so enticing that the temp doesn’t matter much to me.

Bernie

Ps I wrote this while the wee one vehicle napped and we waited for momma. We had a fabulous time Christmas shopping, she’s a model little tyke who doesn’t complain and stands still when asked. It helped me be a better shopper and not be so impatient!

Day 7 The Best Kind of Over

There was a small amount of trepidation with today’s task for the “In Gratitude of Kindess” advent calendar. It seemed like an easy enough task but there was the possibility of one big glitch. The beginning and the end of the task easy, fulfilling and busy. The middle part, which is crucial, was what was Continue reading

First Cut

This is almost like a throwback Thursday post but not quite. I just need to set the stage and that throws it back to the late 80’s/early 90’s.

Back then photos were printed in triplicate with one bigger one and two smaller.  I felt that I knew right off where the little copies of these two important photos were. But alas not quite so! So after some searching I found the missing envelope but not the photo although I found one from about 2 weeks earlier.

A different world for sure. Pictures weren’t an everyday occurrence and weren’t shared at a whim. But I digress from the post content.

First haircuts are so special. It’s like a transition line between little toddler and a little kidlet. It makes them seem so much more grown up.

Now of course that can be radically different if the child has tons of hair and needs a cut by age one or something ridiculous. Or that’s what we would say from the disadvantage of being on the slow growing not much blond hair side of it!

So this week, with the bangs covering up the little eyes, it was time for a trim. Now the delicious little curls coming in at the back are still wispy and delicate. Long discussion between Momma and the skilled Ruth, my hair stylist and friend. The wispy curls stay for now even though a bob would make her hair seem thicker.

And just like that, 3 snips later, it was over. The tiny little pile of hair was lovingly put into an envelope. It was dated, signed and passed to Momma. Hugs were exchanged and off we went; just a titch more grown up than an hour ago.

Bernie

PS my baby book has a little lock of hair in it and my name. That’s it! Fourth child syndrome.

PPS Ruth, my friend and stylist, is a regular blog reader. If this doesn’t get her to comment nothing will!

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