Family Adventure

We just completed another highly successful trip to West Edmonton Mall. It was especially nice having the whole family there, although I could not believe the effort it took to coordinate 11 people’s dinner plans. The definite highlight for the boys was the wave pool — Justin even got to the point where he could play in the waves without holding on to anyone, so that was good to see. Brayden LOVED jumping the waves but got so worn out that he actually coughed hard enough to make himself puke (we took him back to the clinic today and got him some antibiotics, so hopefully this God-awful cough he’s had for a month will clear up soon). Last night we left the boys with Grandma and Grandpa while the rest of us (including Serenity, who absolutely cannot be without her mommy these days) went for dinner, so at least I got one kid-free evening.

Home sweet home!

New Experiences

Our weekend at West Edmonton Mall went exceptionally well, far better than I’d dared to hope for. The boys enjoyed the waterpark, Galaxyland, the bowling alley (Justin), the sea life caverns (Brayden) and more…they even seemed to get a kick out of sharing a hotel room, so that was all good. Brayden didn’t even fight me when it came to putting him down for a nap, so yes, we were truly blessed. It was great having Mom, Dad and Rob along, too, cause there were lots of people to keep the kids entertained and the adjoining hotel rooms were amazing when it came to putting kids to bed and then sneaking away to visit and watch TV. A great trip!

Justin is getting excited about starting kindergarten this fall (people were camped out overnight for registration, but I won’t go into all the details here). I still find it hard to believe my son is almost ready for school. I’ve started putting gel in his hair to spike it in the front and it makes him look so much older. Can he really be turning five next month? Wow.

Brayden is sloooowly making progress with his speech, so that’s something to celebrate. We can now identify his words for Grandma, Grandpa, bubble, up, cup, combine (as in the farm machine), mommy, daddy, baby, bye bye, milk…it goes on. Not too many of them are clear, but we get what he’s saying. Being able to communicate better seems to have lowered his frustration level a bit, so that’s good for everybody.

Turning 30 in Edmonton

We had a blast in Edmonton this past weekend, and unbelievably enough the weather was nicer there than it was here in Kelowna. In fact, on Friday we’d boarded our flight to Edmonton and were waiting for final takeoff clearance when they closed the runway and sent us all back into the terminal to wait out the snowstorm. Fortunately, we ended up being only about an hour late. This has been a weird winter in the Okanagan.

But of course, you don’t go to Edmonton in January for the weather. We were there to check out all the activities in West Edmonton Mall (we even stayed in a Roman theme room at the Fantasyland Hotel, which came with a round bed…check out the photo gallery) and meet up with some people we hadn’t seen in a while. Leslie (my former college roommate and bridesmaid) came up from Red Deer with her husband to meet us for a birthday dinner, which was awesome. I couldn’t believe they were willing to drive three hours round trip after working all day just so they could buy us dinner. You don’t get better friends than that.

We also mooched a free dinner from my cousin Terry and his family, whom I hadn’t seen in at least 10 years. I know I’m short, but so is everyone else in my (and Chris’s) family and I don’t usually notice it too much. But these four cousins each towered over me by at least a foot — where’d those genes come from? Anyway, it was great to see them and I hope they make it to Kelowna sometime soon.

Justin had two good days with Grandma and Grandpa Kingwell, but apparently by the third day he was missing us pretty bad. He sure was happy to see us at the airport — he smiled and even came up and hugged us. What a change from a few months ago, when I came back from London and got the cold shoulder from a toddler who was mighty ticked that I’d gone away and left him for a week.

Back to the old routine…