I had a perfectly perfect day on Wednesday, even though it started at the mad hour of 6:30 am, Callum’s new wake-up time (I know! Callum? Yes, the big sleeper-inner isn’t sleeping-inning anymore).
He was agreeable, at least, to cuddling up with me in ‘Mama’s Bed’ until he heard Claire and annouced her wakefulness and asked if he could open her door now. After demanding that she be picked up, we all went down for breakfast. No temper tantrums, we simply enjoyed breakfast with polite toddler conversation and baby babbling.
Immediately after breakfast we did a picnic in the living room. Following that, we headed outside for round-two of the morning coffee (read: reheat number 1 million of the same damn coffee I made at 7:00 am).
Back inside to get dressed and we headed to Nanaimo with my Mom to run a quick errand, stopped at Fabricland where Callum picked up an assortment of buttons he just had to have (oh how my heart softens) and then to the beach for lunch, digging in the sand, and a stroll through the rocks to the surf.
So. Much. Fun. There was so much wildlife out there. The crabs were everywhere, they looked like little ants scampering through the water. We saw geoducks, and irritaed them, and the clams so that they would squirt water at us. We saw a huge starfish which Callum will still tell you was sticky. There were oysters everywhere, and an eagle just hanging out at the water’s edge. A crane even flew by.
Claire was INSANE and would just run to the water every chance she got and screamed bloody murder if you tried to stop her. It was beautiful and seriously the most perfect way to spend the day with the kids. We spent the late afternoon on the deck, the kids actually playing together happily. Maybe I spiked their milk and forgot I had done it?
In light of all that beach wonderfullnes I decided to do it all again this afternoon(well, the beach part, not the errands part). The beach is my new best friend. The perfect way to entertain children, and tire them out so they are all happy and agreeable.
Of course, both times I forgot my camera. I assure you if I had remembered my camera, no fun would have been had. That’s murphy’s law.

I love camping, and I think there is no better adventure you can do with your kids. Its so much fun to watch them explore everything, watch the birds, and just be in wonder at the fabulousness of nature.
Plus, camping is all about low quality parenting.
Marshmallows for dinner? Absolutely! We’re camping. You want to eat more dirt? Go ahead! We’re camping. Nap? I don’t even know what that word means! We’re camping. Eat vegetables? I will hear of no such thing! We’re camping.
Steve commented that he hadn’t realized how much I had cut back on processed foods* until this past weekend and it was so plentiful (not only did I stock up on appropriate junk food, so did my inlaws! We were in high fructose corn syrup, trans-fat heaven). I think it’s going to take us a week to detox. I had three Cokes over the course of the weekend – what is that, the equivalent of 25 meals? They were gooooood.
Callum requested to be put to bed every night. I have no idea what that says about us as parents, but hey, if the kid doesn’t want to sit by the fire and make a s’more, ok-dokey. More for me. Claire even went down relatively easy (for Claire) and slept (mostly) through the night.
We got the dinghy out this trip and took the family for a float. Claire slept while Callum dictated where Steve should paddle, mostly back to the beach so he could catch another frog. I think the frog was the highlight of Callum’s trip.



I am surrounded by incredible women, I am one of those annoying people who seems to have a little fairy taking care of everything and dropping random blessings in my lap. I know it and today I want to tell you all how much I know it, how much I appreciate it, and let you all know that I love you to bits and pieces. I’d love you even more if you brought me some chocolate cake right because I really want me some cake.
There are days when I think how utterly lonely and sad life could be as a new Mom without this support, without the chance to pick up the phone and have my Mom drop by with a coffee, or a chance to giggle with Fearthainn, or just gossip and mindlessly chat with both Michelle and Ange. Steve is an amazing man, don’t get me wrong, I can’t imagine doing any of this without him but there is something about the support of woman that goes the distance, you know?
So today I’m sending my love to all my girlfriends, Mommys and non-Mommys alike. Ooozing with the love right now people (and a hangover because I dared to have a beer and a half last night, which is just stupid because we all know that the extra half a beer is IMMATURE and NOW I MUST DIE).
Here’s to my Mom, who is an amazing woman and I am so blessed to have her in my life, to have her know and cherish my own children, and support me in all my crazy ideas. I am sending her buckets of love and support this week since it’s going to be a really tough week for her, after an already tough year. She deserves peace, and I hope we’re on the road to that.

