End of Summer

From left to right- Finn, Zella, Mia, Ella and Michaela

A few weekends ago Rob took the kids camping at Sandbanks with some other families who are great friends. This picture just got sent to us and I had to add it to our blog. It brought to mind a roving band of parentless children running free in the last days of summer, sort of like the old episodes of Little Rascals that I loved so much. Yes, Zella is holding a can of beer. Please note- it IS empty.

Mathew and Annabel

Mathew and Annabel still occupy a lot of time in Max and Zella's world. There are walks to be had and disagreements to solve, not to mention feeding and caring for two newborns. Both Mathew and Annabel have their own strollers and the sight of Max and Zel walking up and down the sidewalk with their babies is something I cherish right now. I know it won't be much longer til they shed this remnant of younger play. But for now I sit out front with my cup of tea and watch them very carefully navigate the bumps in the sidewalk so their babies won't wake up. I love them so much it hurts my heart sometimes.

Crocodiles and Pools

So birthdays. Always a conundrum. Magician? Trip to the Agricultural Farm? Cosmic Adventures? Bouncy Castle? Max's 4th was spent with a truckload of reptiles. Zella's was spent jumping in and out of the pool! Zel had about 12 of nearest and dearest and pink cupcakes and Max had about 22 kids and blue cupcakes. Both of them had a blast.

A new blog

This photo was taken 2 years ago. Max drank from a bottle. Zella attended Junior Kindergarten in the mornings. I stayed home with the kids a lot. We could often be found in clumped piles like this, reading books, talking, hanging out. A lot has changed in in the years since. We moved to Panama (http://www.monkeysjumpingonthebed.blogspot.com/). We moved back home to Ottawa. Max is in Juniour Kindergarten at a Montessori school and Zella just started Grade 2. Since returning from Panama I haven't blogged and I feel like I'm missing out on writing their story and posting their photos for them to look back on. So I'll start again.

Wondergoblins are how I've always thought of them. Full of wonder, full of goblin-like behaviour. But this blog is for my Wondergoblins, so they'll know how much I love them and they can laugh at their own antics when they're older.