Wednesday, June 24, 2009

We're off...

Going on a little holiday. Just me and the three billy goats. My neighbour's daughter (from back home) is getting married, so we're heading out. Can't wait to get there - though I'm a little worried about the getting there bit. Aidan is an unpredictable traveller these days. Either he's happy as a clam and chatters in his sweet way. Or, he's screaming like a Banshee. I'm crossing my fingers and toes for a smooth, trouble-free flight.

Anyhow - I won't be blogging much (if at all), as I won't have easy access to a computer. Maybe that's a good thing, though I will miss my daily browse through the blogosphere to see what every one's doing. I'll look forward to reading about every one's adventures when I get back.

Wish us luck!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

My latest attempt at being creative....

Penelope Flew
By Carol N

Penelope flew on a flying fish,
Around the world and back again.
She wrote it all down
With a golden pen,
Then presented her tale to a Pelican.

The Pelican said, “How do you do?”
He ate the pen and Penelope too.
He ate the fish , then off he flew,
Around the world and back again.
Note: it is my intention that the pelican didn't really eat her - just took her for another ride. Not sure if the picture is scary or if that is clear.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Nothing Gold can Stay...

Such a lovely couple of days. We attended Variety's Boat for Hope and had such an amazing time. The Navy, Coastguard, Fire/Rescue, etc. hosted a day of incredible fun for kids with special needs and their families. I'm planning to write more about the event when I have photos ready to post.

Then, today we had Kieran's First Communion and Confirmation. Kieran looked so grown up standing in front of the church. He was quite serious through the whole event, but after he took a sip of the wine, he made such a hilarious face. He didn't mean to, but his whole body kind of shook like he'd just tasted Buckley's Cough Syrup. Later he said, the wine MADE me do that! Liam found that quite funny.

In the afternoon, to celebrate our new and wonderful life here on the coast, we went to the ocean. Aidan loved playing in the sand. At one point he was lying flat on his belly making sand angels. Kieran played football with James, and Liam ran between the play structures and the water (much like a puppy, that boy). I dreamed that I could be in one of the lovely sail boats writing a story, and then we had to get back home for supper and baths and bed.

Such a perfect day. A perfect weekend. One of those, "I'm grateful to be alive" times in life that bring such great and profound joy.

But, nothing gold can stay... now Aidan is coughing up a storm, and it's beginning to sound a lot like croup. Will be spending the next while monitoring to see if it's bad enough to go to Emergency. He's resting now after being steamed and having a long cuddle and an inhaler, hopefully it won't be a bad spell.