Little sailor in training

I know, a second sailing post IN A ROW!!

Wow, some kind of record.

These aren't really sailing posts though... It's not like I'm going over race tactics or any of that.

Just showing you cute pics of the Buddy, helping Daddy pump out the Bilge!

Another Sailing Post

I Know I know, these are supposed to be on Iris' blog, but whatever.

Two weekends ago was the Cook's Bay to Kempenfelt Bay race , and it was an exciting two days. When I arrived at Cook's Bay with the Kids (By car... we can be wusses at times), the marina was abuzz with rumours about how the O'Day went down.

Sunday morning we all crawled off our boats (and I mean crawled... one Mama, one Daddy, and one baby sharing a v-berth on a 25 foot sailboat does not make for a good night's sleep), and went for breakfast.  After breakfast, the boats all left their raft up.... very, very slowly & carefully. 

There were two boats left to go, and then the relay came down the line of boats heading out into the Bay.... There's a Boat Stuck in the Channel.  There is very minimal draught in this channel, and one of the boats was appparently a little to "draughty" to fit in (well... he made it in... it was out that was the problem...)

So the little Tanzer 22 went to his help, being close, and also having much less draught than the others.  With all crew leaning on the rails, and with the T-22 pulling on one of the halyards.... Nothing.

Captain C tried his best to get her free... but just couldn't

A powerboat from the Marina (you can just barely see it in the picture above), eventually pulled her free.

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Now, because the other boats behind were in a holding pattern, waiting (it is a narrow channel), the next boat was stuck, and needed a pull.  Then the one behind that was aground, but he was able to push out.

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The next weekend, DH sailed Iris around to Lagoon City... and BB & I, in our normal pattern, drove. 

Lemons Again

My mother phoned me last night to say that if the baby was weird, so was his Mama.  Apparently, i loved lemons as a baby also.

Um, Honey? Your baby is weird

Two nights ago Hubby & Buddy & I went to Swiss Chalet for dinner. High class dinning I know. We asked the waitress if she could bring us a dinner roll for the baby with our drink order, to keep him happy. And because Mama had forgotten the diaper bag at home, which contained the sippy cup, the cookies, etc. Great planning, eh?


So dinner arrived, and my little Buddy kept pointing to the Lemon on my drink, and asking for "more." We gave him a couple of french fries, a bit of chicken, some lettuce


(green food!! MUST.NOT.TOUCH.GREEN.FOOD!)


and an orange from our salad.


"more." "more." still pointing at the lemon.


Buddy, you’re not going to like it, trust me. It's even worse than anything green, I guarantee.


Eventually, I gave in and gave him the lemon. And watched him try to devour it whole. Skin & all. I took it back, pulled off the rind, and he inhaled the fruit. Didn't even make a face. He ate Every.Single.Lemon. in all of our drinks & refills. Inhaled them. He gave me back my french fries, but the lemon... don't get between me & my lemon Mama!! You eat these things, they're no good, but make sure I get that lemon!!


I looked at hubby and said that his baby was weird. Next time, instead of asking the waitress for a dinner roll to keep him happy... "Um, excuse me, but could you please bring me a lemon for my baby to eat while we're waiting for our dinner? Thanks a bunch!!" I can't wait to see the looks I get for that one.

Chuckie's Haircut

The Before Photo:

Mama, can I get my haircut?  Like up to above my shoulders?

Gulp.

Um... well, it's your hair, so I guess so.

During:

And I forgot to take the after shot of it down her back, but here's a recent photo from her Cousin's B-Day party last weekend:

The hairdresser asked her why she wanted it so short, and she said that it was because she wanted to be nice and cool for the summer.  The Lady took one look at her hair, and suggestted a leetle bit more length....her hair is very, very thick, and if cut that short, would just puff right out, and be too short for a ponytail.  The hairdresser suggested that she keep enough of the length to tie it back when it was hot out, otherwise it would be sticking to the back of her neck.

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I think she was a little dissapointed... I think she wanted the 'shock factor' of really short hair, especially since her hair had been long forever.  If she's still unhappy with it when she comes home from her three weeks at her Mom's house (where she is right now), then I'll take her in and let her get it done... she will probably be unhappy with it, for all the reasons that the hairdresser suggested, but, it will be her choice, and she was warned by us both!! 

Happy 12th B-day Chuck!!

On June 19

(yes I'm a little late)
(ok a lot late)
(ok, late like Sweetpea's B-day post is already up, and her birthday is 17 days later.  oops)

So, Churck's b-day this year fell two days before Father's day, as per usual.  Try getting a bunch of kids out for a party on Father's Day weekend.  I dare you.

So instead, her Dad took her and one friend to the drive in movies the next weekend, then the girls stayed in a tent in the backyard.  I think that it was a success.  The girls saw "The Proposal," and "Up."  For some reason, the theater played "The Proposal" first, then the kid movie, otherwise DH probably would have just brought them home after seeing "Up."  In preparation, I went to the store and bought a crap load of candy, drinks, etc.  I figured it was a drive in, they could take food in in the car, and the more I sent them with, the less they would whine for food from the concessions.  As far as I know, it worked.  They arrived home at 2:30 am, tired and happy, and went out to the tent, which was equipped with a portable DVD player, a Ghetto blaster with extension cord from the house, and a Ninetendo DS.  The girls were told as long as we couldn't hear them, we didn't care. 

Friend waking Chuck up in the morning

If Grandpa P is reading, yes that is the canvas tent that you took your kids camping in.

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Breakfast

(I know, I'm a horrible parent)

(yes that is orange pop in the glass, not orange juice)

(And Doritos beside the chocolate cake)

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Oh my sister... I think that I like this breakfast!!

For her Birthday she got a gift card to W*lM*rt from her Aunt, and a cheque from my Grandma.  Between the two, and other assorted W*lM*rt gift cards from previous birthday's / Christmas', she was able to buy herself a brand new spankin' bike.  If I were organized, there would be a picture of it here. Alas I am not, so you will have to use your imagination. It was nice that she was able to combine gifts from people to get something that she really, really wanted.  From her Dad and I, we got her an electric razor, in the hopes that she is less likely to injure herself that way.

A few days later, my Mom did a little party for her at her house.  This time, we had the cake for dinner, not breakfast!

Chuck with Great-Grandma Ruth

Happy Birthday Chuck!

Bliss

On Sunday I got to go grocery shopping.

Alone.

Without the baby

Without the big kid.

It rocks having a "tween" in the house.

Mama: Can you stay here with your brother while I get groceries, that way I won't have to drag you guys out in the rain?

Chuck: yep!

Awesome.

Baby Math

One molar almost in + One upper left eye tooth halfway in + One upper right eye tooth about to come in = One Cranky Baby