We're THREE!!!

We had a special birthday planned for The Ducklings yesterday, which, despite fevers and a glacial pace, we managed to enjoy.

For their birthday present, we renewed the family 3 Museums 1 Card membership that we were gifted last year.  We live so close to the Farm, and they enjoy it so much, that we definitely get our money's worth visiting that site alone.  Then, we went to "Old McDonald's" for lunch with Maryline, Opa and Nana.  We have our visit to that fine establishment down to an exact science.  We finished the day with a much needed Quiet Time, fun with our evening helper extraordinaire Myriam, and cake and ice cream.  Or, if you're Keith, CAKE AND ICE CREAM.  

Colin, looking a little subdued, at The Farm.  This child specializes in getting sick on special occasions.  The last time he had a fever?  Christmas Day.

Evelyn tackling the ladder.  She loves her overalls!

This was my best picture of Keith: faced smushed into plexiglass of questionable cleanliness.  Sigh.  Well, last year he likely would have licked it.  Progress... 

The cake that Edward made.  As noted in the clip, he got to blow out the candles because he is the only one without a cold.  Ah, the joys of preschool.  I'm guessing we'll all be sick until at least Christmas.

We have cavalry arriving today in the form of Aunt Pinie, so my goal of publishing little snippets capturing Colin, Keith and Evelyn at 3 (!!???) may in fact happen before next week.  Stay tuned!

PS:  Hoping to see some of you on Saturday morning for the party, 10:30 to 1:30.

First Day

Today was The Day.  Just before nine this morning, The Ducklings obligingly took Edward's hand, and skipped down the road to preschool.  We went last week for our orientation session - The Ducklings, Edward, myself, Nana and Malcolm - and while two of them claimed to have liked the experience, one was adamantly opposed to the whole thing.

So, as they walked with Edward, they peppered him with happy commentary about how they were going to have fun at preschool with Daddy and Nana.  The truth, when it dawned on them at the gate of the slide room, was greeted with total hysterics.  They were in good company.  One child was lying despondent on the floor.  Another was getting a last minute pep talk from his mother.  Everyone was crying.  Edward bolted for the door and didn't look back until he was on our front step.  

However, when we all went to pick them up two and a half hours later, there they were at the gate, full of smiles.  The director said there were some tears, but that they really settled down well.  Colin came home with a lovely coloured paper banana, and Keith with a painted masterpiece.  And - at least at this exact second - they can't wait to go again on Thursday.

I might have cried ... a little.  And then Edward and I hunkered down while Malcolm slept (in his crib, for an hour!?  A first.  Of course, he was up all night...) and got a lot done around the house.  I think I'm looking forward to Thursday now, too.

Can you tell who was looking forward to preschool - and who was not?

Before The Awful Truth

Laugh, Bath and Be Merry!

Taken last night...

Our Three Are Three!

Driving with their cousin Derek in Shediac

Three is the new sixteen!

Come celebrate with us at our house

On Saturday, September 28th from 10:30 until 1:30

~Best wishes only~