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Category Archives: Family
Be Click Click Clicking
I love family photos with a professional photographer.
I love thinking about meaningful locations, picking out matching clothing and being able to look back on family photos many years after.
I have numerous treasured photos of me as ‘getting ready to grow girl’, ‘getting ready to grow into my teeth girl’ and my personal favourite ‘mullet hockey hair girl’. Priceless memories.
Today, I was again able to instil this torture love of family photos onto my boys.
It started with me asking them to wear jeans and good shoes then proceeded to asking them to wait to play at the playground so that we could do our rapid fire fifteen minute PAC fundraiser photoshoot traipsing around the top of a local mountain for family photos.
Pure awesomeness.
Memory morning.
Family time.
I had to take a few of my own after we were done:
Thanks boys for humouring your Mama! It was wonderful to see you climbing trees, sitting on fences and making chairs out of stumps. The dust on your shoes, your uncomfortable jeans and beautiful smiles will create wonderful family photos.
I can hardly wait!
Be Playing with Colours
Take a plate.
Pour in some milk.
Add a few drops of food colouring.
Pour in some dish soap right in the middle.
Et viola!
Magnificent colours.
Swirling.
Mixing.
I was mesmerized by the colours.
My boys were filled with wonder.
It is truly the little things in life.
Be a Preschooler
This week our almost three year old, OC, started preschool one day per week for two hours.
It was one of those days where OC appeared to “grow-up” overnight.
We stared Friday with our Preschooler wanting to pour his own milk. His lunch kit and water bottle were on the counter. He proudly hung his new MEC backpack beside his brothers.
OC grabbed his backpack and we were off. Everyone was excited.
OC is happy that he has the same teacher as his big brother CC. He was very happy with his flag creation on his first day of preschool.
The big brothers were happy to spend this day celebrating OC and enjoyed “hanging” out at the preschool playground.
You are a gift OC, to our family and this world.
We appreciate your laughter, your emotions, your spunk, your wanting to try everything! We love you!
As we said Welcome to Preschool to OC, I said goodbye to my preschool scrapbook into the recycling bin.
I am learning life is about being open and letting go…
Freedom.
Joy.
Peace.
Preschool.
Be Introducing Sexy Neck
This is Sexy Neck, aka Steve, one year before we got married. (1996)
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We met playing volleyball, living 785 kilometres apart, then dated long distance for four and a half years living 298 kilometres apart. We had never lived in the same city until we got engaged.
Sexy Neck is first and foremost kind. Also very athletic. Intelligent. Loves God. Witty. Sexy. Artistic (most people don’t know he can draw and learned to play guitar by ear). Hardworking. Dog lover. Gardener. Handy. He’s an idea guy. I think he tells me about a new idea every day!
And he is incredibly “cool”. He loved taking “Selfie’s” before selfies were selfies.
Here we are back in 1996!
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Full of gratitude for this man.
His strong shoulders.
The love for his boys.
His passion and care for me.
Sexy Neck, are you blushing?
P.S. We ran into a friend’s mom that we had never met before, but she had been reading the blog. She giggled when she saw Steve, called him Sexy Neck then asked to see his neck. It was one of the sweetest moments in our new neighbourhood with an old volleyball friend’s mom!
Be Midnight Me
Last night I wrote the poem below at midnight, not because I wanted to but I am realizing that this is a good time for me to write.
Quiet.
Dark.
Completely present.
Being.
My mind zips along on its hamster wheel of thought.
Writing helps me grab words, themes, feeling and alas the wheel stops.
One year after my mom’s second session of crazy poison chemotherapy, my grief is deep. The benefit of living a year past this moment is that I know the waves won’t consume me, the grief won’t paralyze me and my sleepless nights will end.
Here are my midnight musings:
Midnight Me
I am a northern girl.
A redneck to some.
I am six feet tall.
A woman.
Imperfectly perfect in His image.
Overflowing with God’s grace.
(Cause He knows I need it!)
I am a Jock.
And an artist.
A mover and shaker.
A beautiful outlaw.
A writer of words.
A bearer of my soul.
A sole bearer.
My heart hurts.
As I ponder.
Watching my best friend.
My mama.
Die.
She has gone ahead of me.
Leading the way to heaven.
My mom’s life and death has re-ignited the gift Jesus gave me at 19.
A reminder.
Freedom to the captives.
Hope.
Grace.
Love.
The rope is frayed.
Split.
Disintegrating.
Nothing holds me back.
Expectations.
Judgement.
To do lists.
I am free!
Glory to God alone who brings freedom to the captives and weaves EVERYTHING together for his goodness.
Be Putting Sweat Equity into the Sideyard
Our house was a fixer-upper. A ‘major’ smoke-infested, 1960’s, pack rat treasure home.
We are proud owners of a fifty year old, well built house that has an incredibly large yard. The previous owner loved his wood, compost bins and other treasures. We have had the privilege of sorting and disposing of many of them.
On the weekend, Grandma and Papa came from VCity to help Sexy Neck with our sideyard ‘tidy up’.
I think the photos speak a thousand words:
Spring 2013 
August 2014
DONE!
Removing rubbish.
Boys helping.
Wood border.
Papa’s strength.
Raking smooth.
Exertion.
Truckloads of rock.
Sweat equity.
Sideyard done!
Be Awed by the Snowbirds
Tonight, the boys and I watched some talented people share their gifts. For me, it was a blast from the past as I remember watching the Snowbirds at the PG airport.
Here are the boys in the 36 degree heat ready to watch the show over the lake. JC had great insight to bring chairs. 
Here come the Snowbirds:
There they go…
Zooooom…
Earlier in the day, we had to drop Sexy Neck off at the airport. We were able to catch a glimpse of the Snowbirds one the ground.
How fortunate are we?
It was a Snowbird day!
Talented people sharing their gifts.
Precise.
Flying.
Teamwork.
Communication.
What a show!
Thank you for the memory Snowbirds.
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