OC took some photos with my phone on the weekend.
The adults were having a heartfelt conversation about Nana.
We didn’t even notice our mini-photographer.
Category Archives: Boys
Be Seeing Raffi Live
Love Raffi!
Have you seen or heard him?
This is one if our favourite songs.
The big boys and I put on our best duds and headed downtown to the community theatre this afternoon.
Normally I wouldn’t do these kind of things because at $36 each for an hour, I feel a tad wild.
But with the months we’ve lived through and knowing you can’t take your money when you die, I avoided special treats for weeks and off we went.
Raffi came on the stage (sans besrd) and lit it up. He started with our favourite friendship song (that we sing with the Sharpe’s, check out the family here.)
He sang all of our favourites, we sang along too!
Great Memory.
Lots of smiles.
Joyful noises too!
Be Wordless on the Weekend (While Watching Volleyball)
2009
Be Sharing Food Love
If food was love my house (and my parents) would be exploding!
I am going to give you some insight into the last week. Just the last week! This food has been personally delivered to our doors with a smile and a hug.
Strap yourselves in here we go….
Fresh bread, fresh pie, turkey soup:
Thanks D!
Apples, pears, grapes and chocolate:
Thanks retired colleague!
Now, this one I wish I took more pictures of because it was a box of Mexican bonanza: Corn bread, chili, Mexican lasagna, shepherds pie and the fixings.
Thanks KCAM mommy A!
Today, I had a box of cookies arrive from the Island. Amazing D!
And now a wonderful woman and a husband of someone who worked with Steve brought over chili.
My heart overflows with gratitude for the food and the thought.
I probably have more pictures of food on my camera in the last week than my boys. How funny is that?
Food love.
Sharing the love.
Grieving the loss.
Be A Magician, Spy & Jumper
A Magician
A Spy
A two year old Jumper
Plus a cute bedtime Storytime with Papa in matching pajamas from Spain to boot!
Be Playing in Puddles
We had a novel January experience this afternoon – playing in puddles. Where is all the snow?
Auntie H (Sexy Neck’s cousin) offered to help out and she did.
Talk and tea with me.
Play and puddles with the boys.
She shed some tears with me and strapped on the gumboots!
Who can ask for anything more?
We got wet! And cold…
Auntie H had to ride CC’s scooter home.
We even met some ducks.
Quack quack!
Squish squish!
Brrrrr….
Be Writing Cards
Envelopes.
Names.
Pen.
Sentiments.
Hand written notes.
Flowing with love.
Overflowing with tears.
Thank you.
Dear friends.
Friend’s parents.
University roommates.
Co-workers.
Neighbours.
Sexy Neck taking time.
Even more at Papa’s house.
Blessed in our grief.
Standing not alone.
Cards.
Pouring out love.
(Where’s Joanna hidden in this post? Laughing at myself!)
Be Skiing With “Pulls”
Yesterday, we skied Woodland Bell. The boys have decided to call it Remembering Nana Trail. It is the trail where we placed a rose last week in memory of mom.
JC got to tryout a new piece of ski equipment yesterday.
JC has been waiting a couple of years, but on Saturday T, his cross country coach and owner of Stussi’s gave JC the go ahead to ski with poles.
We aren’t sure what the poles are for yet, mostly they seem to be brother “pullers”!
Love it.
Proud little man.
Happy little brother.
Who’s that peaking behind OC in the Chariot?
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