I'm sitting in my well lit living room. The sun is shining outside. The green things are starting to shove their heads up in the garden. Chopin is playing in the background. Life seems good.
For this moment I can push away the troubles, the concerns, the fears. I can relish in the sun and the sound of well played piano pieces.
God gives us these moments. Peaceful moments.
It is well with my soul.
Wednesday, April 24, 2019
Wednesday, March 06, 2019
Family dinner
I messed up the other night. I made a mistake making supper and it was noticeable. I didn't ruin supper, but it was definitely not a praise worthy meal.
I warned the kids before they sat down. I said, "I know I messed up, and I know its not very good, so just do me the favour of not complaining."
This was met with comments such as, "You didn't mess up Mom, it just needs more salt." Or "I just don't like this supper its not my favourite."
I said, "Andrea (Reid) said I'm a great cook and you kids should show me more appreciation." That is not exactly what she said, but it worked for my purposes at the time.
My oldest child replied, "Yeah, when they come for dinner you cook for hours."
Oh really!! Is that how this is. Huh. Just remember not to tick off the one who prepares your food. Its like these kids haven't read any medieval history!!
I warned the kids before they sat down. I said, "I know I messed up, and I know its not very good, so just do me the favour of not complaining."
This was met with comments such as, "You didn't mess up Mom, it just needs more salt." Or "I just don't like this supper its not my favourite."
I said, "Andrea (Reid) said I'm a great cook and you kids should show me more appreciation." That is not exactly what she said, but it worked for my purposes at the time.
My oldest child replied, "Yeah, when they come for dinner you cook for hours."
Oh really!! Is that how this is. Huh. Just remember not to tick off the one who prepares your food. Its like these kids haven't read any medieval history!!
Monday, December 24, 2018
Merry Christmas 2018
I realize that I am now the worst blogger ever. But here is our annual Christmas picture.
No promises to be better! Just a picture.
No promises to be better! Just a picture.
Thursday, July 05, 2018
Change can surprise you
Just before Christmas my parents told me that they had decided to downsize. Their house, which admittedly large with a huge yard, was becoming more work than they wanted. Seems rational.
They began the process of de-cluttering and packing to get the house ready for sale, they listed and in fairly short order sold their house and found a new house to buy. Then the packing started in earnest.
I went over to help one day while the kids were at school.
For starters, my parents have moved a lot! I mean a lot. And I have never been emotionally attached to a house, expect perhaps the house in Hinton as it was so beautiful with a great view. But still, not that attached.
I was caught off guard by my emotions. I was unable to figure out why I was so upset. At first I thought it was because they weren't willing to move closer to me. But, no that wasn't it, maybe a little, but not really.
Then I realized that their house had served as a place of sanctuary during the hardest times of my life. There home was the one place I could go, with my very medically fragile young baby and just relax. The day our trip to Edmonton for the second surgery was cancelled because of a sniffle, I walked over all the packed bags and threw the kids in the car and drove to Mom and Dads. Once there I left them in their hands and I found a bed and slept. That was quite possibly my lowest moment, in retrospect and my parent's home was the safe haven I needed.
Now while logically I know it isn't the house that makes the difference. It wasn't the house that made their home my go to place to go. But, it is the house that is the backdrop for so many of my memories of my kids. Not as many as my own home, but still so many many memories. My kids have revelled in the love and relationship with their grandparents in that home.
The new house will have new memories and most importantly Grandma and Grandpa are still there. But, its still with a bit of sadness that I close that chapter of my life.
It makes me feel surprisingly sentimental, something I'm not used to feeling.
My prayer is that my parents will be happy and healthy in their new home and that we will continue to build so many memories.
They began the process of de-cluttering and packing to get the house ready for sale, they listed and in fairly short order sold their house and found a new house to buy. Then the packing started in earnest.
I went over to help one day while the kids were at school.
For starters, my parents have moved a lot! I mean a lot. And I have never been emotionally attached to a house, expect perhaps the house in Hinton as it was so beautiful with a great view. But still, not that attached.
I was caught off guard by my emotions. I was unable to figure out why I was so upset. At first I thought it was because they weren't willing to move closer to me. But, no that wasn't it, maybe a little, but not really.
Then I realized that their house had served as a place of sanctuary during the hardest times of my life. There home was the one place I could go, with my very medically fragile young baby and just relax. The day our trip to Edmonton for the second surgery was cancelled because of a sniffle, I walked over all the packed bags and threw the kids in the car and drove to Mom and Dads. Once there I left them in their hands and I found a bed and slept. That was quite possibly my lowest moment, in retrospect and my parent's home was the safe haven I needed.
Now while logically I know it isn't the house that makes the difference. It wasn't the house that made their home my go to place to go. But, it is the house that is the backdrop for so many of my memories of my kids. Not as many as my own home, but still so many many memories. My kids have revelled in the love and relationship with their grandparents in that home.
The new house will have new memories and most importantly Grandma and Grandpa are still there. But, its still with a bit of sadness that I close that chapter of my life.
It makes me feel surprisingly sentimental, something I'm not used to feeling.
My prayer is that my parents will be happy and healthy in their new home and that we will continue to build so many memories.
Thursday, April 12, 2018
The winter that never ends
Its April 12th and its snowing. The odd snow storm in April is not unheard of, particularly in Calgary. The difference this year is that winter hasn't yet left. Its not like we are having a mid spring snow storm, its another continuation of a snowy miserable winter.
I am starting to feel resentful and angry.
I think I'll start wearing flip flops in protest. I don't even wear flip flops, I hate them, but I think something has to be done. And as our friends in Vancouver have proven protesting is a great way to put a stop to something you don't like. So I'm going to try it too. Maybe I can stop winter in its boots.
I am starting to feel resentful and angry.
I think I'll start wearing flip flops in protest. I don't even wear flip flops, I hate them, but I think something has to be done. And as our friends in Vancouver have proven protesting is a great way to put a stop to something you don't like. So I'm going to try it too. Maybe I can stop winter in its boots.
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
The fine balance
We have a little girl with a heart condition. We watch her, but we want her to have an interesting and full life. Most people she interacts with either don't know about it or forget. This is how we want it.
But its a fine balance.
Her brother and sister started skiing several years ago. She didn't want to ski. I didn't want her to ski. But, she eventually felt left out.
She decided that she would try snowboarding. It looked less scary to her. Not to me! But to her. The skiers seem to go too fast.
Last year, during her lessons, she spent most of the time on her butt. I thought she would not want to do it again, but she is determined. She was going to give it another go.
This year it was so fun watching her start to get the hang of it. She falls, but we laugh cause we can tell that she is falling because she is picking up speed.
Near the end of the lesson the other day, her teacher had them climb up the hill carrying their snowboards as the magic carpet had stopped. I was loosing it. My little cardiac compromised kid was trudging up the hill at the end of a lesson carrying a heavy board. I almost felt sick to my stomach.
We had to leave as it was time to go pick up the other two, and Bronwyn's class should have been headed back too. But their teacher took them to the freestyle park. GAH!
I collected the other two while Wes went off in search of Bronwyn, whose group was quite late. As we striped off the gear Bronwyn explained that her teacher helped her go over a jump. I was shocked. My little scaredy cat kiddo going over a jump.
She said, "Mom, my teacher helped me, and it was a small jump, and I was really scared. But I did it. I am so proud of myself."
At that moment I realized how fine this balance is and how important it is. And like my daughter I am proud of myself too!
But its a fine balance.
Her brother and sister started skiing several years ago. She didn't want to ski. I didn't want her to ski. But, she eventually felt left out.
She decided that she would try snowboarding. It looked less scary to her. Not to me! But to her. The skiers seem to go too fast.
Last year, during her lessons, she spent most of the time on her butt. I thought she would not want to do it again, but she is determined. She was going to give it another go.
This year it was so fun watching her start to get the hang of it. She falls, but we laugh cause we can tell that she is falling because she is picking up speed.
Near the end of the lesson the other day, her teacher had them climb up the hill carrying their snowboards as the magic carpet had stopped. I was loosing it. My little cardiac compromised kid was trudging up the hill at the end of a lesson carrying a heavy board. I almost felt sick to my stomach.
We had to leave as it was time to go pick up the other two, and Bronwyn's class should have been headed back too. But their teacher took them to the freestyle park. GAH!
I collected the other two while Wes went off in search of Bronwyn, whose group was quite late. As we striped off the gear Bronwyn explained that her teacher helped her go over a jump. I was shocked. My little scaredy cat kiddo going over a jump.
She said, "Mom, my teacher helped me, and it was a small jump, and I was really scared. But I did it. I am so proud of myself."
At that moment I realized how fine this balance is and how important it is. And like my daughter I am proud of myself too!
Sunday, December 24, 2017
Merry Christmas 2017
May God bless you in the year to come! We are thankful for all the love and friendship through 2017.
Merry Christmas from the Davis family!
Merry Christmas from the Davis family!
Tuesday, October 17, 2017
Monday, August 07, 2017
Summer fun
We spent a week, or there about in lovely British Columbia, primarily in the Central Kootenay region. It is quickly becoming a family favourite! This year we dragged Grandma and Grandpa with us and we also came home via the Crowsnest pass. It has been years since I had been through this area. Very enjoyable!
Here are few picts from our adventure.
Here are few picts from our adventure.
Friday, January 27, 2017
Because I do
I was listening to a speaker that I really enjoy, Michael Ramsden. Search him on YouTube, he's great. Anyhow, he made some comments that really resonated with me. He talked about how we are to love each other. He talked about how when your wife asks you "Why do you love me?" There is only one answer.
If you answer, "Because of how pretty you are... or your great sense of humour... or because you are giving... " These are all lovely attributes but they still have to do with what that person has to offer, not what you have to give. He said, the right answer is, "Because I do."
This really set me back on my heals. For years, in our most private moments, I would ask Wes. Why do you love me? And he would say, because I do.
I always felt that he wasn't digging deep enough. That he wasn't really thinking about all the things I do for him.
In that moment I realized that I was privileged to have a life partner who intuitively loves me the way God wants him to. He loves me the way God loves me, not because of what I do or who I am, but because he does. God loves us unconditionally! Truly. He loves us as we are, who we are because he is love.
Michael's thoughts caused me to see my husband a bit of a fuller light and for that I am truly thankful.
If you answer, "Because of how pretty you are... or your great sense of humour... or because you are giving... " These are all lovely attributes but they still have to do with what that person has to offer, not what you have to give. He said, the right answer is, "Because I do."
This really set me back on my heals. For years, in our most private moments, I would ask Wes. Why do you love me? And he would say, because I do.
I always felt that he wasn't digging deep enough. That he wasn't really thinking about all the things I do for him.
In that moment I realized that I was privileged to have a life partner who intuitively loves me the way God wants him to. He loves me the way God loves me, not because of what I do or who I am, but because he does. God loves us unconditionally! Truly. He loves us as we are, who we are because he is love.
Michael's thoughts caused me to see my husband a bit of a fuller light and for that I am truly thankful.
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
January blahs
Normally I find January a hard month. Its dark. There are no holidays in January. Its usually cold. I get bored. Then I start to wonder about life. You know the kind of self examination that never got anyone nowhere (just kidding)!!
It hasn't been an easy year for us. Thanks to the economic state in Alberta business hasn't been exactly booming for us. So we sit, white knuckled and try to see it all out. It lends itself to anxiousness which fits with my usual January angst.
The good new is that the weather isn't ghastly cold so far, fingers crossed. The kids are healthy. While Daddy may find it stressful to not have work stacked to the rafters, we are enjoying seeing more of him.
Our family does that dance, just like yours, finding balance and peace. Hard to do with a new puppy in the house.
We are always thankful for God's blessings. Including you, our friends!
It hasn't been an easy year for us. Thanks to the economic state in Alberta business hasn't been exactly booming for us. So we sit, white knuckled and try to see it all out. It lends itself to anxiousness which fits with my usual January angst.
The good new is that the weather isn't ghastly cold so far, fingers crossed. The kids are healthy. While Daddy may find it stressful to not have work stacked to the rafters, we are enjoying seeing more of him.
Our family does that dance, just like yours, finding balance and peace. Hard to do with a new puppy in the house.
We are always thankful for God's blessings. Including you, our friends!
Thursday, December 22, 2016
Christmas 2016 or the year it almost didn't happen
We have been so sick for almost a month, or longer so the usual Christmas preparations have been thin and sporadic.
We managed to find the world's smallest Christmas tree, we placed it on a desk in the living room so our newest rather troublesome family member wouldn't eat it!!
This newest member, Willis the dog, also made our annual family photo a bit of a gong show. Well, more than normal. I didn't think we'd get the photo done this year. But we managed to sneak it in tonight. May not be our best effort but we got it done!
I asked the kids to change into some nice clothes. A few minutes later the girls come out, dolled up, hair done, make-up on, and Gavin is laying in his sweatpants with his hair a mess. Signs of the future I guess. Willis resented having to wear his sweater! Unfortunately I also look as though I am on Prozac. Wes is always handsome, the man is photogenic!
We are thankful for so much this year. We are thankful that Wes still has work and that we are still managing in a very difficult economic climate. For this we are truly thankful.
May God bless you and your families!!
We managed to find the world's smallest Christmas tree, we placed it on a desk in the living room so our newest rather troublesome family member wouldn't eat it!!
This newest member, Willis the dog, also made our annual family photo a bit of a gong show. Well, more than normal. I didn't think we'd get the photo done this year. But we managed to sneak it in tonight. May not be our best effort but we got it done!
I asked the kids to change into some nice clothes. A few minutes later the girls come out, dolled up, hair done, make-up on, and Gavin is laying in his sweatpants with his hair a mess. Signs of the future I guess. Willis resented having to wear his sweater! Unfortunately I also look as though I am on Prozac. Wes is always handsome, the man is photogenic!
We are thankful for so much this year. We are thankful that Wes still has work and that we are still managing in a very difficult economic climate. For this we are truly thankful.
May God bless you and your families!!
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Power in weakness
We live in a society that favours the strong, the winner, the fit, the healthy. We live in a society whose notion of success is based on evolutionary teaching. You are strong, therefor you survive.
Our strength is our power. You've heard the sayings; "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger;" "When the going gets tough the tough get going."
We succeed and or fail based on our own inner worthiness. If we are at the top we can pat ourselves on the back. If we happen to be at the bottom then we are to be pitied.
Even Christians are guilty of this thought pattern. The prosperity gospel is just a 'churchified' version of this same mentality.
I suppose this all works. Until it doesn't.
I was watching a show the other day. Its a show where blacksmiths compete to make different types of swords (I'm going somewhere with this, be patient).
There is a great deal of skill involved. The metal must be heated and cooled and the process repeated various times. The process of heating the metal can make it very strong, if done right. But a slight error in length of heat or the bringing down of the temperature to quickly can in fact weaken the metal.
I mulled over this for hours!
Getting personal here, I guess I feel that our experiences in life have taught me many things and have made me wiser and more empathetic. But, I also feel that they have weaken me. Our struggles have introduced fear into my life in a rather large way. I struggle with fear. I feel that some of the things we have gone through have left large hidden cracks in my life.
So what do I do with this?
Frankly the world and the answers of society have nothing for me. Pick yourself up and move on. Get yourself a hobby. Focus on your strengths.
None of these ideas are bad but none will heal a hidden crack. Nothing society offers, no advice, no guidance can heal the inner hurts.
I was telling a close friend the other day how stressed I was feeling and she finally said, "Why don't you do that prayer thing you do."
I read a lot, I watch a lot, I think a lot. But for me nothing makes more sense than trusting God and allowing Jesus to transform my life. I don't have to figure out how to heal my weakness. I just need to admit it and rely on God.
I'm broken, I'm weak.
I'm OK with that.
Our strength is our power. You've heard the sayings; "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger;" "When the going gets tough the tough get going."
We succeed and or fail based on our own inner worthiness. If we are at the top we can pat ourselves on the back. If we happen to be at the bottom then we are to be pitied.
Even Christians are guilty of this thought pattern. The prosperity gospel is just a 'churchified' version of this same mentality.
I suppose this all works. Until it doesn't.
I was watching a show the other day. Its a show where blacksmiths compete to make different types of swords (I'm going somewhere with this, be patient).
There is a great deal of skill involved. The metal must be heated and cooled and the process repeated various times. The process of heating the metal can make it very strong, if done right. But a slight error in length of heat or the bringing down of the temperature to quickly can in fact weaken the metal.
I mulled over this for hours!
Getting personal here, I guess I feel that our experiences in life have taught me many things and have made me wiser and more empathetic. But, I also feel that they have weaken me. Our struggles have introduced fear into my life in a rather large way. I struggle with fear. I feel that some of the things we have gone through have left large hidden cracks in my life.
So what do I do with this?
Frankly the world and the answers of society have nothing for me. Pick yourself up and move on. Get yourself a hobby. Focus on your strengths.
None of these ideas are bad but none will heal a hidden crack. Nothing society offers, no advice, no guidance can heal the inner hurts.
I was telling a close friend the other day how stressed I was feeling and she finally said, "Why don't you do that prayer thing you do."
I read a lot, I watch a lot, I think a lot. But for me nothing makes more sense than trusting God and allowing Jesus to transform my life. I don't have to figure out how to heal my weakness. I just need to admit it and rely on God.
I'm broken, I'm weak.
I'm OK with that.
Friday, September 16, 2016
Pre-Summer Fun
We had all sort of fun this summer. Lots of pictures, but just no time to put them on the blog.
We visited Dinosaur provincial park and almost got carried away by mosquitoes. We visited Moose Jaw (we love Moose Jaw) and saw my Aunt Mary and Uncle Bill for lunch and had dinner with a friend I used to work with. Janice has the most lovely family and we enjoyed that so much!!
We got down to see Wes' Aunts and Uncles (well most of them - sorry Sandra and Keith).
And we finished up our Saskatchewan tour with a camping trip in Cypress Hills. LOVED IT!!
The kids had art camp. We played with neighbors, we took excursions. And... we had a visit from our lovely little cousin Lilly and her mom Marcia.
Lilly is just SOCUTEWECAN'TSTAND IT!!
A wonderful summer. We were sad it ended.
We visited Dinosaur provincial park and almost got carried away by mosquitoes. We visited Moose Jaw (we love Moose Jaw) and saw my Aunt Mary and Uncle Bill for lunch and had dinner with a friend I used to work with. Janice has the most lovely family and we enjoyed that so much!!
We got down to see Wes' Aunts and Uncles (well most of them - sorry Sandra and Keith).
And we finished up our Saskatchewan tour with a camping trip in Cypress Hills. LOVED IT!!
The kids had art camp. We played with neighbors, we took excursions. And... we had a visit from our lovely little cousin Lilly and her mom Marcia.
Lilly is just SOCUTEWECAN'TSTAND IT!!
A wonderful summer. We were sad it ended.
Wednesday, September 07, 2016
First days
If I can I'll post some pictures from our summer vacation. I'm falling behind.
The kids are all at school. House is so quiet, not sure what to do with myself. For two months my day is driven by the kids activities and adventures and then suddenly its over and now I don't know what to do with myself!
They all had a great first day and came home super enthusiastic. I was thrilled. Nothing makes a Mom happier than seeing her kids happy!
Here they are on the first day.
The kids are all at school. House is so quiet, not sure what to do with myself. For two months my day is driven by the kids activities and adventures and then suddenly its over and now I don't know what to do with myself!
They all had a great first day and came home super enthusiastic. I was thrilled. Nothing makes a Mom happier than seeing her kids happy!
Here they are on the first day.
Saturday, August 06, 2016
Friday, August 05, 2016
Gophers galore
So on my list of things to do with the kids, like forever, has been a visit to the "World Famous Gopher Museum" in Torrington, AB. Yup! It is the World Famous Gopher Museum, it says so on the side of the building.
Years ago when I lived in Olds, the reporter at the newspaper I worked at returned one day from a visit. He was doing a little piece about it. I could not believe my ears and ever since then I was determined to one day go to this little spectacle in the country. So this summer the kids and Grandma Joan and I braved this great adventure.
Well, it did not disappoint. I mean, how could it. Its about gophers. Gophers are among the most highly prized and loved wildlife in Canada. Along with Magpies and squirrels, oh and hares that eat your carrots!!
I was, I must admit smaller than I had anticipated and I really had not anticipated anything large. The girls thought it was supper cool. They had all these little dioramas with gophers dressed up in people clothes. All lovingly painted and every details, down to a toilet paper roll (that's what Mari called it, I'm pretty sure it was meant to be paper towel roll, but potato-potatah). It was really pretty carefully done and pretty cute, if (and I mean a big if here) you can get past the GOPHERS!!
It took me back to a time where I found myself driving from point A to point B in Saskatchewan with Stan Barnard of Estevan Sask fame. We were chatting away whiling away the very flat miles when suddenly to my horror we were headed swiftly and aggressively towards the ditch. My foot pressed hard against the imaginary passenger side break and my life flashed before my eyes (it was then I decided I needed to get out more). And just as suddenly we corrected and were back on the road, driving along safely as though nothing had happened.
I turned to Stan, trying to figure out whether or not he had just had a seizure.
He turned to me and said sharply, "gopher!"
Oh, I see. This attempt on my life was for the sole purpose of violently squishing one of the world finest rodents. Such love!
So, as you see the irony of the situation standing in this museum devoted to such a wonderful creature was a bit too much for me. I did however hold it together. It wasn't until much later when explaining our day to my husband that I fell apart. I was telling him how the lovely old lady who was manning the museum very proudly showed off their rare... wait for it... albino gopher. I mean, can you blame me for almost peeing my pants.
Bronwyn found this very exciting too, but when telling her best friend couldn't remember the right word so she called it the "bi-polar gopher." Again I held it together until bed time. See how mature I am becoming!!
The day was filled with amazing scenery, bright yellow canola fields dotting the horizon and we found a wonderful arboretum (say that three times) in Trochu, really a find worth revisiting.
As for the gopher museum, if you are ever in the area give it a try! Let me know how you get on.
Years ago when I lived in Olds, the reporter at the newspaper I worked at returned one day from a visit. He was doing a little piece about it. I could not believe my ears and ever since then I was determined to one day go to this little spectacle in the country. So this summer the kids and Grandma Joan and I braved this great adventure.
Well, it did not disappoint. I mean, how could it. Its about gophers. Gophers are among the most highly prized and loved wildlife in Canada. Along with Magpies and squirrels, oh and hares that eat your carrots!!
I was, I must admit smaller than I had anticipated and I really had not anticipated anything large. The girls thought it was supper cool. They had all these little dioramas with gophers dressed up in people clothes. All lovingly painted and every details, down to a toilet paper roll (that's what Mari called it, I'm pretty sure it was meant to be paper towel roll, but potato-potatah). It was really pretty carefully done and pretty cute, if (and I mean a big if here) you can get past the GOPHERS!!
It took me back to a time where I found myself driving from point A to point B in Saskatchewan with Stan Barnard of Estevan Sask fame. We were chatting away whiling away the very flat miles when suddenly to my horror we were headed swiftly and aggressively towards the ditch. My foot pressed hard against the imaginary passenger side break and my life flashed before my eyes (it was then I decided I needed to get out more). And just as suddenly we corrected and were back on the road, driving along safely as though nothing had happened.
I turned to Stan, trying to figure out whether or not he had just had a seizure.
He turned to me and said sharply, "gopher!"
Oh, I see. This attempt on my life was for the sole purpose of violently squishing one of the world finest rodents. Such love!
So, as you see the irony of the situation standing in this museum devoted to such a wonderful creature was a bit too much for me. I did however hold it together. It wasn't until much later when explaining our day to my husband that I fell apart. I was telling him how the lovely old lady who was manning the museum very proudly showed off their rare... wait for it... albino gopher. I mean, can you blame me for almost peeing my pants.
Bronwyn found this very exciting too, but when telling her best friend couldn't remember the right word so she called it the "bi-polar gopher." Again I held it together until bed time. See how mature I am becoming!!
The day was filled with amazing scenery, bright yellow canola fields dotting the horizon and we found a wonderful arboretum (say that three times) in Trochu, really a find worth revisiting.
As for the gopher museum, if you are ever in the area give it a try! Let me know how you get on.
Thursday, July 28, 2016
More summer adventures
Just east and a bit south of Calgary is a little town of Mossleigh. I have never been there before but this year, thanks to a groupon discount, we took the family out that way for a train excursion. It was a lot of fun with a mock train robbery and shoot out. Kids loved it.
We dragged Grandma and Grandpa along too.
We dragged Grandma and Grandpa along too.
Thursday, July 21, 2016
I feel guilty
So I'll make one more post tonight!!
We also took a day trip to Big Hill Spring park just north of the city with Grandma Joan. Who was also a great sport! She did great climbing that mountain. If you have little ones and you want them to explore the wilds in a somewhat safe and contained way, then head to this park. It afforded a great deal of safe adventure!
We also took a day trip to Big Hill Spring park just north of the city with Grandma Joan. Who was also a great sport! She did great climbing that mountain. If you have little ones and you want them to explore the wilds in a somewhat safe and contained way, then head to this park. It afforded a great deal of safe adventure!
I'm back
Very sorry it has been such a long time since I last posted. Not sure why. Well, my computer hasn't been working the best, but our lovely neighbour helped us out so now it is working better! Yeah for great neighbours!
We've been busy having a few adventures here and there, close to home. While Wes works, we all play! Nice eh?
Here are some pictures from our little day trip to Sheep River Falls in Kananaskis.
Grandpa is such a great sport!!
We've been busy having a few adventures here and there, close to home. While Wes works, we all play! Nice eh?
Here are some pictures from our little day trip to Sheep River Falls in Kananaskis.
Grandpa is such a great sport!!
I'll do my best to remember and come down and load a few more pictures tomorrow. I'll try!!
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