Days 87-88 - Weekend 6-7 March
Happy Birthday Cookah!!
We went ravine-ing this morning and Sean came too. Sean is hilarious. He is Lucas' friend from school and lives up the road. He has the same accent as Baby Bear from Sesame Street and loads to talk about.
It was a very sunny five degrees and the ravine was all iced over from the previous night so it was treacherous and slushy - little boy heaven.
Later Ian and the little boys and I went over to Cabbagetown to pick up the big kids from a play date. We hung out for an hour to investigate this east end iconic community. Gorgeous houses. Tall slim Victorians. But set against a backdrop of inner city high density poverty Yet accessorised with prissy gay trim. Really interesting neighbourhood. Would be great to live in if you were a single gay person. Not terrible if you're a 5/7 year old boy though thanks to great ice cream and an excellent pet shop that had a brilliant cocky that said 'hello cocky' in an Australian accent. I wonder if that's evidence enough to prove illeagal export of wildlife?
He loved a head scratch. I really wanted to keep him.
New babysitter tonight. She was very good except that Lucas fell and split his chin. Then while she was tending to him Elliot opened up and wrecked all the band aids. Ian left the party and went to Lucas' aid. We were at Paul Cook's birthday party at the time. A half hour in.
Paul's gift from his travelling friends back from South America - this is a game played in Brazil
I should have gone I should have taken him to the Children's Hospital last night as I am here with him today and it's much bigger than I thought - it needs gluing. It's a good 5cm long. Poor new babysitter. We rarely go out with friends and it was such a great night. I thought he'd be fine. I was wrong.
It was a very long wait at the hospital, (and cost $512 for the non-Ontarians!) and the doctor apologised saying it wasn't such a good job if only we'd come in straight away ... GUILT SUNDAY!
It was a stunning day, beautiful sunshine and 8 degrees. I guess Spring is around the corner although the locals say, look-out, a big March freezing dump is bound to happen. Maybe we'll get one last toboggan in after all.