Day: August 7, 2005

very quickly for it is late…

i wanted to post about my day with kathryn, and some of the special times i spent with yellowknife girlfriends as well. there isn’t time, but there is the NEED to say how blessed i am to have such friends.

cyber friends, long term friends, short term friends. i am going to write about you all. but for now, i will sleep.

quick baby update:

sela is walking. very proud of herself thankyouverymuch. she is also big into "babies". we bought triplet dolls for the babies, and sela loves picking up baby (and even calls her bay-bee) and patting her on the back. she also loves mobile phones and has been sighted "burping" them as well. best comment about sela…jennifer’s 9 year old daughter hannah is wonderful with kids, and informed her mother:

"mummy, sela is my favourite triplet because i like her style."

sela is also SINGING. lita and i first noticed this fact the night we arrived in vancouver. it was 3am and all the kids were awake and lita and i were staring at each other stupidly our eyes tired and mouths open when we heard sela singing TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR. lita said,

sela is singing

i know i replied dumbly.

she also sings sleeping bunnies, ba ba black sheep and incy wincy spider. it is amazing. her words are non existent, except she is trying hard to say "diamond" "star" "dame" "like" etc. it is so odd to hear this and she is growing so quickly.

carys is wishing mightily that she were walking. she grips on to your fingers and tries to walk, except for steps, they are more like stamps…like the marching band walk if you get the image. she is a clever little girl, and is really playing up the "oh i am so fragile" card. if i am cuddling her and someone else comes to me for a cuddle, even if they are barely touching carys, she will burst into tears, as if she is being crushed, which of course causes me to push the other child off me, allowing carys complete mummy time. of course, carys has no problem trying to muscle in some lap time when one of the others is adorning mummy’s lap. she also is humming to some words. she shows NO Interest in playing sleeping bunnies like her brother and sister do, but she enjoys the HOP HOP HOP at the end, which is great exercise for her little legs.

jasper has figured out his winning formula. you know that slightly helpless look he sports in all those pictures? he knows that by being good humoured, dancing and singing that he gets lifted up, attention and food. so he is goodhumoured, and there is no need to walk because visitors scoop him up so quickly. he is singing a bit, plays sleeping bunnies, and loves clapping and drumming tables and pots with his hands. when he does this he will also say ba ba ba ba ba to the rhythm. my dad has discovered that jasper likes cheesies.

sebastian has fallen in love with franklin the turtle books. there have been a few books that sebbie has loved, the ever wonderful "the tiger who came to tea" being one of them, but he loves talking about franklin the turtle and his sister harriet. he is talking more…still shy around adults he doesn’t know, but he is warming up faster. sebastian grew to love nathan very quickly, and when we were saying goodbye to nathan, sebastian said something i had never heard him say before:

i will miss you very much, nafan.

he also said, i wuff you very much, nafan.

this made me cry, little sebbie, opening his heart. and being so richly blessed with this bravery.

tomorrow to the cottage…..i probably won’t be posting for a few weeks….but charles will give updates!

three weeks of sun, family, feuds, love and laughter and no television. yay!

northern transportation

i am in edmonton now. carys had a great trip down with grandad and mo, and the reason she drove down that fearful mackenzie highway (cracker of windshields, imprinter of black flies and wasps on vehicles) is because there weren’t enough adults to accompany three under threes. my mum had flown down to kelowna to collect us, so she had used her round trip ticket already. she could have flown down, but she doesn’t like my dad driving the dreaded mackenzie highway alone. true love indeed. the mackenzie highway is gravelly, dusty, pot holey and not aesthetically pleasing.

another aspect to the mackenzie highway…not alot of places to stop. my parents needed gas, and stopped in a place called enterprise to get it. enterprise is close to the alberta/nt border. and not for the first time this summer…the gas station had no gas. this does happen a lot. there wasn’t a gas station for another 200 kilometres, so my parents had to stop at houses and ask if the residents would be willing to sell them gas. it took three hours of knocking on doors and driving to locations people who had no gas for sale recommended them to, but eventually they got some and went on their merry way. carys was apparently an angel for the drive.

we had a fairly uneventful flight to edmonton, except we were sitting beside my former eighth grade teacher (kelly, you can guess which one..have fun), and that was, well, odd.

upon arriving in edmonton, we met up with the limo driver who would transport us to pammie’s house, but wait! we were short a car seat. the airline had lost one of our carseats. luggage we could leave without, but not carseats. it was 6.30pm, everyone was hungry, babies were tired and whinging, sebastian kept asking

why can’t we leave the airport mummy? which gave me the best reason to repeatedly snap in not my quietest tone

because the airline lost our carseat.

we were a cranky little tag team.

over one hour later, the car seat was found, and we were off. 20 minutes into the journey, sebastian announces,

i need to do a wee wee

how badly?

wight now mummy.

there is no use in asking him to "hold it". but i am so tired and upset i cannot fathom pulling over into some place, unsnapping him out of the carseat, walking to a store, begging to use the loo, doing the wee wee and then reversing the above steps. so i rummage around in my bag, and pull out a water bottle.

zip goes the zipper

aside goes his bobs

out pops his willie

ahh sighs my son

as wee wee fills the bottle. he was right, he really did need to go. afterwards, he looked at the bottle and informed me,

i don’t want to dwink that.

but kevin costner did in that terrible movie he directed…but sebastian is no kevin costner. (good).

oh, and we got charged an extra 100 dollars because the limo driver had to wait an extra 90 minutes for us. can you imagine.

the next day i got an incredible gift…the entire day to myself. and i spent it with my girlfriend kathryn, but more on that later. i will post again tonight.