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Spring is always a time for fresh starts and new experiences. Around here it has signaled the beginning of hikes, a new session of swimming lessons, and renewed interest in eating outdoors.
Our first hike of the year was at Maple Keys Sugar Bush. It was a bright and beautiful day.
Swimming lessons started again – this time at the Wingham recreation centre. We went to public swimming in advance so Connor would be familiar with the pool and the facility. Only one bump in the road – when we were getting dressed after swimming, we discovered that someone had mistakenly taken one of Connor’s socks. Thankfully it didn’t dampen his enthusiasm for swimming lessons.
Connor fit right in with all the other skinny little boys!
He did a fantastic job of listening and trying everything the instructors asked him to do.
I was very impressed with the way they did the lesson. Lots of instructors for a small group of children.
I think Connor loved moving around in the water without a life jacket. When the time came to put one on he was still a happy camper.
Connor and I have enjoyed our first outdoor meal of the season at the table on the deck. Grandma and Grandpa chickened out and ate inside. Obviously we don’t enforce the ‘no helmet at the table’ rule!
We’re looking forward to more outdoor meals and some warmer weather for more spring adventures.
Last year in February (2007), Connor and I went to the Pancake Supper at the Anglican church here in town. We went with two of his friends from school (daycare) and their mom, Heidi. Coincidentally, they are the family who bought mom and dad’s house in Atwood. That’s small town life for you. We had a lot of fun and all three of the kids have talked about our pancake supper ever since. When Pancake Supper time rolled around this year, Heidi and I knew we had to take them again. There was terrific excitement – everyone who attends the daycare and everyone who works there was well informed of what our evening plans were. The kids were bouncing up and down by the time we entered the church. After attending to bathroom breaks and major hand washing we collected our plates and food and sat down to eat. While we were eating a columnist from the local paper came by and asked me if Connor could have his picture taken. No problem – after a couple of shots we went back to eating the fabulous pancakes and sausages. Connor followed up with a piece of chocolate cake for desert. That’s a lot of food for a little tummy. The kids did a great job of sitting still to eat, but were just as bouncy leaving the church as they were entering it. As we were leaving Heidi and I joked that now they’d have something to talk about for the next year.
That’s right, only 10 more sleeps until Connor and I transform into snowbirds and fly off to Florida for a bit of R and R with Grandma and Grandpa. Not really sure how much rest and relaxation we’ll actually get considering the fact that they never sit still for more than two minutes, but dammit, we’re sure going to try.
Here’s another recent example of Connor’s growing independence. On Tuesday morning I told Connor that I had to blow the snow out of the driveway with Grandpa’s tractor. (We’ve had snow this week – lots of snow.) I asked him if he would like to watch Treehouse and eat his flakes while I cleaned the driveway. His response was, “Okay, you do the tractor – I’ll do the flakes.” And so I did. And so he did. Although he had to pop his head out the kitchen door every few minutes to see if I was done, he did manage to eat all his cereal and catch two episodes of Elmo’s World.
We, meaning Connor, started skating lessons three weeks ago! He is absolutely loving it. Connor calls it ’sating’. Just like school is ’sool’ and skunk is ’sunk’. Does anyone else see a pattern here? Anyway, every Monday night from 6:20 to 6:50 he hits the ice.
