In dog years, this blog would be forty-nine. In blog years? I’m positively ancient. Hard to believe though it is, this blog is today celebrating its seventh anniversary. Not bad for something I took on as a bit of a lark, especially when I’d previously never had so much as a diary of my ...

It was not fun driving today, let me assure you. This shot was snapped on Westmount Road on the way up to the University of Waterloo. About the only good thing about this day is that it seemed as though a lot of people heeded the warnings to stay home, and traffic was light — at least, in Kitc...

The important news first… Those of you who have been following the blog closely know that November (and a fair chunk of October) was a nasty month for the family in terms of our health. I still have a lingering, occasional cough from the flu bug that dogged us during that period, and :Erin: sp...

Because a blog is a perfect place to display family photographs, I give you photographs of Vivian’s third Halloween and Nora’s first. Also, here are some pictures of Vivian’s third birthday. Hard to believe that it was three years ago last Sunday that we went to the hospital, and I...

Ten years ago yesterday, :Erin: and I stood in a church in Omaha, surrounded by our family and friends, and vowed to pledge ourselves to each other, to death do us part. So far, so good! It’s hard to believe that it’s just been ten years; in some ways time has blurred by, and in other wa...

Yes, a few Doctor Who fan-friends of mine have made that joke. Damn you, Russell T. Davies! Anyway, here’s the news from this neck of the woods. :Erin: and Nora continue to do well. Nora lost only 4% of her birthweight before she started gaining again, and I wouldn’t be surprised to find...

Today is Erin’s 36th birthday. Happy birthday, Erin! What surprised me most about the birth of Nora is how light she’d be. Now, she was born a whole pound heavier than Vivian, but she still feels like a feather in my arms. I don’t remember Vivian ever being this light. I’m to...

These are the unfair moments of parenting. Two weeks ago, less a day, Vivian came down with a bout of stomach flu. In terms of bad things that can happen to two-year-olds, this has to rank right up there. Poor girl: she was so perplexed over how her body was betraying her, and and it was so hard for...

The picture above is partly for my parents’ benefit, who were innocent bystanders when Vivian, for whatever reason (we suspect her molars might be coming in) had a 30 minute meltdown that left both :Erin: and myself running for cover. She’s been fragile for most of the day as well. But s...

Ah, the final thaw. I can feel it coming. The snow is almost gone from our lawns, and all that is left are pitiful patches of dirty ice clinging for life. It’s grey and raining now, but the weekend promises sun and double-digit temperatures. I apologize for the slow blogging this week. I’...