the afternoon session

So daylight savings time is upon us and we'd forgot to slowly move the bedtime up a little each day because our kids have no real way of getting this concept. So our idea was to run Schuyler around a playground to tire her out with limited success. This was, however, a nice first for Charlie as he was introduced to the wonders of Shelly Bay playground.

a picture of intrigue

Schuyler tries to interest Charlie in photography.

schuyler's first concert

Auntie Ardleigh took Schuyler to see her first concert: Splash n Boots. For those in the know they are the "Canadian Wiggles". Although that still doesn't mean anything to us we thought that was the name of the group.

Honouring 100 influential Bermudian women - That's my grandmother!

Cheers to Granny Kim!!!

Honouring 100 influential Bermudian women Bermuda NEWS

Charlie and Schuyler, I hope one day I can make you as proud of me as I am of my parents. In this case, your grandmothe, Kim, who made the list of the 100 most influential women in Bermuda for all the work she has done on behalf of woman and the country as a whole as the head of the rape crisis centre, the president of the first women's advisory council to the Premier, and an MP and cabinet minister in the Bermuda government. You have every right to brag about her. But don't. It's not your grandmother's style.

a bath that one person enjoyed

We thought it would be a good idea for us to take a bath en famille I.e. Mama, Schuyler and Charlie in the bath while dad stood by like st.john's ambulance at a marathon. Charlie appears to hate baths (normally he gets sprayed down in the shower). Schuyler appears to enjoy the fact that he hates baths... Or didn't recognize crying as a sign of distress. So she decided to 'play' with him by swatting him with a washcloth. Now mummy and charlie are both upset. Good times were had by one.

checking in with charles

Charlie: You make us proud. You're a bit on the chilled out side, dude. You kick back and watch the world go by, smiling that big curly grin of yours. You're so chilled, you don't mind that you haven't sat up on your own yet (you've got time to get to that, right?). You hate tummy time (it's like push ups for infants). You won't roll over because, hey, what's the rush? You like to talk a lot. Only you can't talk so it's just a bunch of vowels. You'd be awesome at Wheel of Fortune. You dig your big sister who makes you laugh even when you probably should be slightly terrified. You seek us out in a crowd and try to get our attention. When you finally catch our eye, you break out that award winning smile of yours. You love it when we sing (badly) and bounce you around on our knees. You like almost everything (except car seats - they always make you cry for a second or two until you find Jacques The Peacock or something to play with). All in all, we love you and hope you keep that happy, laid back attitude your entire life (just make it to the end of university first!).

schuyler vs the peacock

Schuyler confronts her old nemesis

the chase

the stand off

the flight... Schuyler lives to fight another day.

underwater

So after the millionth visit to the Bermuda Aquarium Museum and Zoo (which I believe was around Schuyler's fifth month) we took a hiatus from the place. It's a fantastic place but I think we had OD'd on it. But Charlie hadn't. At the wise age of six months-ish, he had yet to visit and here his Dad's childish laugh as he pronounces seal in French ("phoque") way too many times to the pity and disappointment of other parents in the vicinity.

our picnic

Liz had a great idea: It's early March and the sun is heating up and the clouds are clearing out for a while to let the blue streak through so let's live a little and have a nice little picnic in our backyard. Great! So we packed up some cheese and crackers, peanut butter sandwiches, grapes, some water, and a blanket and hiked out to the far corner of our yard for a nice family picnic. Well... it was nice for a second or two. Then we had some Bad Behaviour which involved food throwing and some hitting and a time out. Things calmed down toward the end and, all in all, I think I'll let myself remember that afternoon as these picture show it - a nice, fun family picnic in the backyard.

the fingers

Charlie's mom used to be extremely fond of these very fingers! Ahh... the nature/nurture conundrum solved (at least for thumb/finger sucking).