If your wondering...

...iPhones can not swim.  In fact they don't even tolerate jumping into a puddle well.

How do I know this?

My iPhone fell out of my pocket today right into a puddle.  Until my "Genius Bar Appointment" it's taken up residence in a zip-lock baggy snuggling up to some uncooked rice.  Here's to hoping a very nice, friendly, and sympathetic apple employee will take pity on me on and help me fix it.

Stuck

I have been working really hard with Matthew to help him catch up on some of his development.  He finally was able to get up on his hands and knees.  Problem being is that he can only go backwards. 

I was putting some laundry away last week when I heard him crying from the living room.  I came downstairs to find him stuck between the chair and the entertainment unit.

Poor baby  :o(

Spring Show

My little ballerina had an awesome opportunity to dance in Peter and the Wolf this past month.

She was excited to be in a "real dressing room, with lights and everything"!

Lots of time to spend playing with friends before she was to be on stage.

Here she is as a "Mushroom" on the second day of performing.

(I don't have a picture of her as a Little Bird.)

It was a great weekend and a fantastic production!

A look through his eyes.

I couldn't understand why my iPhone was taking so long to download the few pictures on it.  It would appear that my three year old got a hold of it.

Everyone needs to have a few pictures of:

Little feet.

Or maybe just one foot.

A good close up of piggy toes.  

An armless lego droid.

An empty, dirty breakfast plate.

A picture of your favorite bath toy.

The best TV program around,

Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse.

Last but not least, the photographer.

It's Great to be Eight!

In our faith children have the opportunity to be baptized once they have turned eight. 

Well in April our twins turned the magical age of eight. 

They were baptized by their Grandfather.

Rebecca got a new dress.  Michael got a new suit.

It was such a special day, they even were treated to supper at Red Lobsters...just the twins and Mom & Dad.

Need something to do this weekend??

My daughter Rebecca is dancing this weekend in Jeunesse Classique Ballet's performance of Peter and the Wolf. I have been to a couple of the rehearsals and I am so excited to be able to see this, let alone have my little girl be apart of such a fantastic production.



So if you looking for something to do, please come and support our local young dancers!


This production is suitable for all ages.


Les Sylphides is the archetype of the abstract ballets that flourished at the dawn of the twentieth century: subline in its beauty and the delicacy of the dancers, it is more "poem" than "story": a simple depiction of sylphs dancing by moonlight with the poet.


Choreographer: Mikhail Fokin

Peter and the Wolf, also an early twentieth-century piece, is the beloved children's story told as an introduction to the musical instruments comprising the orchestra.


Choreographer: Bernard Courtot de Bouteiller


Saturday: May 15th, 2010 at 2:30 PM


Sunday: May 16th, 2010 at 2:30 PM


Wright Theatre, Mount Royal University


Location: 4825 Mount Royal Gate SW, Calgary, Alberta (map)


Artistic Director: Umran Sumen


Tickets available at College Ticket Center


Phone: 403.440.7770


Online: www.mtroyal.ca/tickets


Adult: $30


Senior, Student and Children: $20


Produced by: Jeunesse Classique Ballet Society

Just for Her

Mom, I look at you
and see a walking miracle.

Your unfailing love without limit,

your ability to soothe my every hurt,

the way you are on duty, unselfishly,

every hour, every day,

makes me so grateful

that I am yours, and you are mine.

With open arms and open heart,

with enduring patience and inner strength,

you gave so much for me,

sometimes at your expense.

You are my teacher,

my comforter, my encourager,

appreciating all, forgiving all.

Sometimes I took you for granted, Mom,

but I don’t now, and I never will again.

I know that everything I am today

relates to you and your loving care.

I gaze in wonder

as I watch you being you—

my miracle, my mother.

By Joanna Fuchs 

 

 

My Mother.

She is strong.

She is compassionate.

She is loving.

She is faithful.

She is my best friend.

Most of all, she is an example of

what and who a Mother should be.

I am honoured and grateful to be her daughter.

I love you Mom

Happy Mothers Day!

It's Time!

It is time to spread the word!

Below is the correct way to weigh yourself:

I can't believe I was doing it wrong all these years!

25 lbs down!

Ya me!

Girls and Chocolate

Daniel: Mom, I like girls.

Me: Good, I like little boys.

Daniel: I like chocolate.

Me: I do too.

Daniel: Can I have chocolate?

Me: No, we don't have any.

Daniel: I hate girls.

One little step, a bit of growth

One year ago my world shook.

My heart burned with fear and sadness.

I closed my eyes and prayed like I had never prayed before.

I asked why, I took blame.

I asked for a miracle.  

He sent me a tiny baby boy.

Part of my miracle came.

His broken heart was healed.

Then my God blessed a man.

His blessed hands were able to do this.

My heart still at times weighs heavy.

I still feel bits of guilt and blame.

I still pray, I still have faith.

I know this;

"For our light affliction,

which is but for a moment,

worketh for us a far more

exceeding and eternal weight of glory."

2 Cor 4:17