Getting ready for camping

So we haven’t gone camping since 2005.  Once in awhile I’ll come across some of our camping gear and reminisce, or make a trip out to MEC to check out some “clothes for baby”

Over Christmas as I was pondering what to get for Erica, I came across a kids tent in a flyer.  I remember that I loved to play in enclosed spaces- a big box for example, and I figured this is something she would like that doesn’t need batteries.  And of course, when we go camping for real, she’d be acclimatized to staying in a tent.  So I bought her 2 tents with a connecting tunnel. 

I also forgot another fact- cats like enclosed spaces too…  🙂

Stairclimbing/cat chasing

One “negative” (from Mocha’s point of view) about Erica’s newfound mobility is that he’s now an interesting thing to chase around.

She’s gotten the hang of going up, but coming down is another matter… hasn’t quite figured out gravity yet…

Erica at lunchtime

Here’s another video of her drinking milk from a sippy cup and eating a sandwich- showing independance and improving motor skills, and we’re just glad she’s able to feed herself.  Next step is to train her to open the fridge to make her own sandwiches…

Feist

Maybe it’s because I’ve spent far too much time in Airports, or maybe it’s because this song was used in my sister’s wedding video… but I’ve just been humming ‘My Moon My Man’ for the past week.  I’ve been a fan of Feist over the past year and a bit, with ‘Mushaboom’ and ‘Inside and out’ steady favorites on the MP3 player… but every once in awhile there comes a song that just grabs your attention.

Peek-a-boo!

I should change the name of the blog to “stuff about Erica”… but anyways, I’m sure only parents and grandparents would find this video fascinating, but she’s recently started to play ‘peekaboo’… during dinner… sometimes with sauce covered hands.


 

Video of Erica learning to stand

For awhile we were wondering if Erica had much interest in walking. She seemed fine furniture walking and crawling along at half light-speed. Earlier this week she hit the 16 month mark, and I’d say within the last few weeks she’s starting to do more ‘stuff’. Here’s a video of her practicing standing without holding onto anything. You can see she’s getting confidence, so I think her first steps are just a few days away…

My Sister's wedding

We got back from my sister’s wedding in Mexico early Friday morning.  I think it was one of those events where there’s so much going on that you can’t fully absorb everything… but when everything is finished and you have a few free, quiet moments to reflect, then you start to realize some things.  My one and only sister is now married (I guess it took 2 ceremonies to cement it <grin>) and she’s officially starting the next phase in her life.  Paul is my brother-in-law, and we’ve officially welcomed him to our family, as the Vegas’ have welcomed Vennie into their family.

We made a lot of new friends, renewed old friendships, and learned a lot about Paul’s family.

Getting there is half the fun

Not really.  To get to Merida, we took the 10:35pm flt from Vancouver to Toronto.  Arrived in Toronto at about 6:30 EST.  Then we had 5 hours to kill before boarding the flight to Cancun.  We reached Cancun at 2:30 local time where I was very surprised to see the new airport!!  The last airport left a lot to be desired, and this one was pretty nice.  My parents and Bill and Wendy were waiting outside, and so we hopped into the van for a thrilling 3 hour roadtrip from Cancun to Merida. 

I would say that my flight to India was worse… but only just.  If I am ever booked on a red-eye again, I will toss my passport into the shredder so I can’t go.  Throughout the journey, we could only think of how much worse it would be if we had brought e with us.  🙁

Back to the wedding… 

Anyways, I have a lot more to write about the wedding, travel, Mexico, etc. so I’ll leave that for future entries.  I think the highlight for me, and most everyone was the reception.  Great venue, food, and speeches.  I’ve been bugged a few times to include the speech I wrote for Vennie, so here it is.

I’m here to talk and say some nice things about my sister.  Yes, I enjoy a good challenging topic…

My sister was born in the year of the tiger, and so I looked up the personality traits of the Tigress. 

It states:

“The tigress is Passionate, powerful, dynamic, and is a stick of dynamite waiting to go off…

They live life with Vigor, and are very goal oriented.  They are never halfhearted about their endeavours.  The Tigress must express herself, find her identity, and shape her personality.

Fashion conscious, articulated, and liberated.  They love being the center of attention.

They have a sensitive, artistic side.  They are also nurturers and humanitarians, great with children.

The Tigress is the ultimate optimist who will always bounce back for fresh challenges.

But the downside is that they are often hot-headed.  Don’t taunt the tigress, as she keeps her claws sharpened just in case.”

My first memory of Vennie’s emerging personality when she was just 2.  Our family took a vacation to Ottawa to visit our Aunt Nora/Uncle Larry and our cousins Robin and Denny.  We took a walk by the Parliament buildings, and I recall pushing cousin Denny in a stroller.  Out of nowhere came these tiny little claws, and before I knew what had happened, my sister had cut in front of me, taken the stroller, and was already running off in the distance pushing the stroller.

What was it like growing up with Vennie?  Here are some words that come to mind… Fleece sweatpants, piano lessons, braces, endless hours of off-tune Olivia Newton John and Sheena Easton songs, fashion forward/thick round glasses- think of Vennie as an owl, bowl cuts (thanks mom), and of course, more claws.  It wasn’t until she was much older that things became more interesting, and we could finally be civil to each other… however the claws were still ever present.

When I think of my sister and what is important to her, Family and friends are the first to come to mind.  In many ways, she is the glue that helps hold our family together.  Ever thoughtful, she makes a point to keep in touch and celebrate anything and everything.  As Kara can attest, at some point, most of our younger cousins were looked after by Vennie.  She sets a good example, provides her unique form of “direction”,and helps anyone who is in need.

I want to go back to the quote “The Tigress must express herself, and find her identity.”

Coming from our family, there’s an expectation to enter the medical field.  My sister went to U of C, completed her BSc, and took the MCATs.  Somewhere during that process, she changed her direction, and went into interior design.  After graduation, her next decision was to pursue her career in NY. 

These two decisions in career choice and relocation to NYC, were made because of who she is.  They are decisions that took courage, conviction, and belief in herself.  I can say that not many people born in Drumheller have made the jump to a successful career in NY. They are also pivotal decisions in that they eventually led her to Paul, and are the reason why we are here today. 

I have one final quote about the Tigress- “Life with the Tiger will be volatile.  It will be filled with laughter, tears, drama, joy, and every conceivable emotion in the dictionary.”  Paul- get ready.  🙂

For Vennie- I have a short story for you.  When mom was really pregnant with you, she asked me if I wanted a brother or sister.  I remember seriously thinking about it for a few moments, and I decided I wanted a brother.  Mom asked why wouldn’t I want a sister, and pointed out all the good things about having a sister.  Mom said enough to change my mind.

Later in school, I learned that you should always go with your first answer.  It took some time, but I came to realize I’m very glad I didn’t go with my first answer.  (Now I also have a brother in Paul!)

My life in the past few years has been better than I could imagine- first as a husband, and then as a parent.  I wish the same happiness and contentment for you and Paul.

Please raise your glasses to Vennie- Mountain climber, world traveller, artist, marathon runner, one-time model, and forever my kid sister- health, happiness, and more cousins for Erica!    
 
Salut!

 

Photo of Paul and Vennie’s wedding favor