Monthly Archives: February 2009

Coffee and a Muffin

When I was a pre-teen and into my teens, my mother worked at a bank on Saturday mornings and my brother went to a drama class.  This left my dad and I alone.  Now most normal dads would spend Saturday mornings puttering or watching sports re-runs, while most normal pre-teens would spend Saturday morning on…

You’re Richer Than You Think

A few weeks ago Sierra was invited to play at one of her fellow daycare classmate’s house.  At first I was very hesitant – why would a parent want to pick my 3 yr old up from daycare early so that her daughter can play with her?  Afterall, the kids play with each other all…

Daddy’s Stuck in The Computer

On Saturday, before hubby left for his week long trip to Ireland, he presented me with a gift – a webcam.  I HATE webcams.  I always thought there was absolutely no need for them, unless you were having erotic conversations with people over the ‘net.  Yanno, you show me yours and I’ll show you mine….

I Feel Like Crap

See this little guy?  He looks WAY better than I do (and feel) these days! I have: bodyaches, chills, fever, sore throat, runny nose and a sinus headache.  So if you’re looking for me you can find me huddled up on the futon in front of the fireplace. Have a great weekend folks – I…

WW: Meet Our New Baby

You Are What You Eat

And apparently my girls are made out of chocolate. Sierra and Brooke will only drink chocolate milk.  I’ve tried white milk, water and a million different kinds of juices – but all they ever want is chocolate “milkies”.  Unfortunately they drink so much of it that they barely eat any food (or is refusing to…

Daddy Day Spa

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!  Did you have a good one?  Did your partner’s get ya something special?  Take you out for dinner?  Treat ya? We made my hubby some chocolate covered strawberries – Sierra enjoyed making them: And Brooke enjoyed eating them:   So did Sierra:   And Sierra caught a pic of me with…

Sick Day = FAIL!

Yesterday at 4:14 pm my phone rang at work.  I glanced at the call display and saw that it was the girls’ daycare centre calling.  Seeing the number on the phone so late in the day instantaneously invoked my fight or flight response – my heart began to race, I became anxious, and I began…