July 29, 2014 § 2 Comments
This year, my Grandma is turning 80! My parents were generous enough to offer their beautiful home as a venue for all my family to get together for a giant party to celebrate her. Nick, Henry, and I were so happy to be able to come too!
We arrived Wednesday evening and despite a rocky start with sleep, Henry had THE BEST TIME.
He loved being outdoors, seeing too many trees to even try to touch them all, the river, boat rides, and having so much room to crawl.
And of course he loved spending so much time with family.
We spent 4 days at the cottage and 1 day in Oshawa with my sister. Unfortunately, we had no time to get to Toronto to see friends, but I was so happy to have a visit from my friend Sara! (Also pictured: my cousin’s cute and friendly son, Kieran.)
Sara and I have been friends for over 10 years, but she moved to Scotland about 6 years ago and got married last year. She was in town visiting her parents with her husband, David, and friend, Hana. It was so great to catch up and enjoy her new Canadian-Scottish accent ;)
Later that evening, we had a campfire, complete with Grandpa selfies.
The next day, Henry had his first ride on my parents’ pontoon boat. I didn’t think I’d be able to put his robot costume-sized infant life jacket on him without a fight, but he didn’t care – SO MANY TREES!!!! For the rest of the day, all he wanted was to go down by the river and look at everything. He is already more outdoorsy than his parents.
Soon, more babies arrived! New parents Jeremy and Gioia brought an adorable 3 month old Dante.
Henry continued to love life, chowing down on PC baby food (added sugar! woooo!) and yelling to join the dinner conversation.
We had dinner at the longest table, sitting about 32 people. We enjoyed heartfelt tributes to my Grandma by my mom, aunt, and uncle. Tears were shed!
Then the cupcakes came out. Of course, the great-grandchildren that knew how to blow out candles lent a helping hand.
It was a really great weekend, filled with family. Unfortunately, we were missing the Martin family – my sister is too pregnant to travel that far away from her hospital. Twins come quickly!
So on Sunday morning, we packed up and said our goodbyes so we could say hello to Jenn and her family. And one great big HELLO to that BELLY!
I don’t know how she is doing it, but she looks absolutely fantastic and is still up and moving!
Henry is just about old enough to actually play with his cousins. It’s a pretty heartwarming sight. Of course, he is still a baby so at one point Jillian declared “I’m bored of Henry now.” I’m both looking forward to and dreading that honesty once Henry can talk. haha.
What a great trip. I wish it was longer, but we were very happy to get home yesterday. Happy birthday to my Grandma and lots of love to my whole family!
June 24, 2013 § 1 Comment
Last week, I flew up to the Toronto area to spend 6 days with my family. This was my last long trip to Canada, while I’m still allowed on planes.
I spent two days with my sister and her family in Oshawa, and the second of those two was my first ever shower (besides, you know, the kind with water)! Jenn and my Mom threw me a baby shower where a few family members and some of my best friends came to play games, eat food, and visit with me. Since I don’t like being the center of attention, I wasn’t sure how it would be, but I loved it. It was so great to have some of my most favourite people all together in one room to celebrate my baby-to-be.
I was so happy to finally meet my friend Joe and Dori’s adorable son, Rowan…
…who was, strangely enough, dressed exactly the same as my nephew Ben.
Thanks to everyone who came out, especially the boys who hung around and waited for the BBQ to start!
Of course, Julia couldn’t leave without us taking belly photos. I can’t believe she only has two months to go!
I spent Monday to Friday at my parents’ cottage in Fenelon Falls. It was mostly pretty chilly, but we had a few nice sunny days (perfect for building chipmunk houses with Grandpa).
My Grandparents came to visit and stayed for a campfire and sleepover. My Grandpa got wild and spit sambuca into the fire. My Dad called him Gene Simmons.