nonsense

I was taking the subway to work this morning (Which happens rarely these days, because usually I'm on my bike!) and I could not help but listen to several conversations of people sitting or standing around me. It's amazes me, listening to the way people talk about things.... their every day lives. One woman was describing shoes she had seen on the internet to her husband "They were so beautiful! You know, that dark navy blue colour, I think it's called midnight blue. Pump heel, a little rounded toe, classical really. I think I should order a pair! What do you think?" He yawned and looking a little perplexed, said "What do I think? (pause) About what?" I almost laughed out loud, while she calmly repeated the entire description all over again. People-watching is a fascinating past time! I can relate to the old Portuguese men, who sit on the bench, on the sidewalk, sipping an espresso, just watching the world go by!

some pictures

Here is a good one! While Steve has been at home, they've been often going to the park during the day. Kaspar always brings back something.... It's either shoes full of sand or pants full of sand or pine cones in each hand. I love this gorgeous weather we've been having, too!

This one was taken, while Kaspar's grandparents were visiting. I don't think Granpa trusts that Kaspar will make it all the way down. :-) He's looking a bit tense, I think. Kaspar has done these stairs hundreds of times, however, he is getting a little too sure of himself these days. I will admit to that. A few days ago, while a friend was over visiting, he decided to try stepping down the stairs the same way the adults do it. Thank God she was sitting right there and dove for him fast enough that all Kaspar got was a big scare! And of course, we both had our hearts in our stomachs, too.

Showing off and entertaining seems to be his specialty, these days! Grandma had just brought him a gift in this colourful bag and as it often seems to happen with children, Kaspar was more interested in the bag and the paper then the gift itself. Grandma made him the most amazing sleeping-bag in the shape of a ladybug, with all the parts - legs and eyes and antlers, the works! It's fabulous. Kaspar does not use it to sleep, but does love to pull it over his head and hide in it. I'll try to catch that on film (symbolicly speaking) one day.

healey lake

It’s raining. The sky is a steely grey, almost the same colour as the wet asphalt. A grey fall day. September. Who would have thought that the last long weekend of the summer will feel so fall like? After a superbly busy night and morning (Steve’s been stressing over a mix of some film music and I’ve been trying to get Kaspar back on his feet!), we are on our way to meet some friends at a cottage. I’m so glad we have some time off, even if taking week-ends off makes us extra busy during the week! Kaspar is fast asleep in the car seat and I’m enjoying the luxuries of the modern world – a laptop plugged into the cigarette lighter of the car panel. Spectacular!

It’s ironic that we never managed to take a week-end off during the heat of the summer, but now for the second week-end in a row while it rains and gets cold at night, we are spending time out of the city. Grabbing the last opportunities of cottage living this summer!

We spent last Saturday and Sunday at Emils & Markus’s parents cottage. It was interesting having a 3 year old, a 13 month old and a 10 month old - 3 boys - all hanging out together. They did not interact in a way that would have made sense to you or I, but they watched each other intently and picked ideas up from one another almost immediately. It was interesting, observing the dinamic of these three boys! Emils, being the oldest, really knows the ropes. He keeps an eye on his little brother and was always ready to show Kaspar and Markus some new trick with a truck or ball or something. However, his own toys were not for sharing. In fact, they’re not even called toys – they are TOOLS! And don’t you dare try to suggest otherwise. Emils is a true workoholic, at his young age! He likes to put on his tool belt, grab his chain saw and go to work cleaning up the trees around the cottage, raking the earth, digging and building. He goes about it with such intent and serious attitude, that one cannot but admire this kid’s concentration and eagerness! Markus is about the same size as Kaspar, but he’s still crawling and has just begun to stand up, while holding on to something. This proved to be a bit tricky, because Kaspar is still far from knowing his own limits, let alone knowing the limits of another child. Markus had to be saved a few times from Kaspar’s grabbing hand or a toy flying through the air, aimed right at his head. Steve and I had the chance to practice our parenting skills with the constant reminders - “Kapar, be gentle!” or the favourite “No, Kaspar, hair is not for pulling!”

I’ve always loved going to Erik & Christina’s cottage, because it’s a real rustic cottage experience, with an outhouse, no hot water (only recently installed running water) and my absolute favourite part – it’s on an island. There is something magical in arriving at the cottage by boat! Kaspar loved the boat, too. He immediately got intot the sound of the motor of the boat and began humming along in tune. He loved turning his face to the wind and watching the white foam of the water left begind the boat. Even wearing the life jacket was not an issue anymore. Since we were last at the cottage, Eriks has built a perfect little guest house (they call it ‘bunky’ and steve’s convinced that such a word does not exist) where we were sleeping. I think their family has just outgrown the cottage during the last three years, so having the guest house built was just the next logical step for them. But was it ever amazing for us! It was beautiful… we had privacy and space and we could listen to the rain drumming a symphony on the roof od the little house, while we slept and in the morning we were woken up by the birds and the sound of little waves lapping the shore of the lake.

The week-end was cool and cloudy, but, as it often happens with weather issues, the sun came out a couple of hours before we were planning to leave. The Sunday ended up being beautiful, sunny and warm. I managed to sneak in a nice long swim, before packing the boat and Kaspar spent some time fishing around in the water with his hand off the edge of the dock. It’s great to have friends who invite us along to such beautiful places!!!

other

Ok. I’ll be the first to admit it. I’m getting really bad at this blog update thing. Really bad!!! I just noticed that I had not even posted a post I had written almost two weeks ago. Bad! Bad! Bad! I suppose I could complain that between work, studio, Kaspar, laundry, dinner making and house cleaning, I just don’t have the time, but who would want to hear that. So, here is a short recap of the last couple of weeks:

Since the weekend in Haleybury (the town with the chlorinated beech!) we’ve been busy with a few family related events. Kaspar’s aunt Amanda got married. (The picture is of Amanda and Steve chatting in the field after the ceremony). But, shhhh, don’t tell Kaspar about it. We’re hoping it’ll go unnoticed, because we did not take him with us to the wedding. We just told him that ‘mom’s going to work’ as we both dashed for the door. I don’t think he knows the difference between Saturdays and weekdays as of yet. The week after the wedding we had a superb visit with Grandma and Grandpa. They were in town from Victoria for the wedding and we got to spend some time with them, as well. I would have posted some pictures, but I don’t seem to have any on the digital. I cannot remember did I take any pictures? Maybe our digital was in Lethbridge with Steve at that point. I have no idea, to be honest. But, I’ll post some pictures, if Grandpa sends us some! Hint, hint… I know he took a few good shots with his camera! Then we had a week of doctor’s appointments and things of that nature to tend to. Kaspar was a real trooper! Last week-end we spent at a cottage with Kaspar’s friends Emil & Markus, but I plan to write a whole post on that and have a series of pictures to post. Who know when, but the intent is there. This week we hung out with Kaspar's cousins, aunts and uncles, whose respective birthdays had been missed during the summer months. But our camera was out of juice for that one. We just cannot keep up with the life of that digital camera!!! And today is September 1st. I cannot believe that the summer has pretty much come to an abrupt end. It’s already September long weekend! Nights are getting chilly. The days are windy and cool. We’re closing the windows in the house to keep some of the warmth in. This weekend we’re off to another cottage with some friends and after that we have to start thinking about Christmas. Yeah – I’m almost as bad as a department store, ha! But, I have to have all my Christmas season work done well before October 15th, so that I can send it off to galleries and get it into displays by November 1st. Ugh! More work! I’m so glad that my mom is there to take care of Kaspar during the days! Thanks mom!!!

haleybury

Our long discussed camping trip to Cobalt / Haleybury turned into a hotel stay in Haleybury, because the idea of camping with Kaspar that far from home had turned me into an obsessively worried mother. I’m usually not that way, really! Steve was set on us going. So, he was also set on making me want to go. And the only way to do that was to have a hotelroom for us in Haleybury! What could I say? We packed the car and headed out shortly after 7 pm on a Friday evening. Traveling with a one year old is all about planning your time, and for Kaspar, the best time to travel was at 7 pm. Well, maybe not just for him, but more for us… because at 7 pm he’s ready for sleep and that means we don’t have to keep him occupied and happy for the six hour drive. He really did sleep most of the way, but as soon as we arrived at 1:30 am he was wide awake. He was ready to check out the new pad! First he decided to drum with all the might he could muster up in his little fists on the air conditioning unit. That did not go over very well! Dad pulled him away instantly and tossed him onto the bed. After all, people were fast asleep in the rooms next to us. Next, the telephone was pulled off the shelf and before I knew it we were on speakerphone. That had to be unplugged pretty much immediately, because there is no way of keeping Kaspar away from telephones. He loves them! He adores them! Just like trucks and bikes and carts and anything else that has wheels on it and moves. And if the item makes a sound, then even the better.

Haleybury proved to be an interesting little town with not much to offer. Out of the three local restaurants only one was open and it did not look like a place where anyone with a little kid would like to eat, even though the dingy window sported a ‘we’re family friendly’ sign. The town had almost no businesses open, but there was a Sears catalogue order store that displayed an array of age old Sears clothing and some kitchen utensils as window displays. Fascinating! But the weirdest thing was the beach on lake Temiskaming, which was chlorinated. Yes! A chlorinated beach that is in the lake. Talk about weird!!! I could not believe my own eyes, I actually looked it up on the web to make sure that someone was not pulling a joke on me. Kaspar and Steve did try out this anomaly and went for a nice long swim on Sunday morning, but I could not bring myself to do it. It’s just not right. LAKES SHOULD NOT BE CHLORINATED! That my personal take on it.

The weekend ended up being pretty slow and mellow. On Saturday night, while Steve was playing a show at the festival, Kaspar and I hung out at the hotel, watched bad tv shows and ate wild blueberries in bed. He loves blueberries and enjoys being in new surroundings, so, he had a great time! I enjoyed myself, too. It had been a while since I had had a chance to chanel surf. Dangerous Liaisons (the one with John Malkovich looking young and sexy) was on and when Kaspar finally passed out I managed to do a little catching up on unanswered emails, too.

After having an awesome lunch provided free of charge by the festival organizers (They had the most amazing catering service – a local man with some awesome home made steak sauces was delivering the best tasting steak on a bun sandwiches, really good ribs and totally amazing breakfast deals!)and having a nice walk in the woods, we started to head home. The trip back was a lot harder, because Kaspar slept only for an hour and the rest of the trip we did everything in our power to keep him occupied. We even went for a grocery shop in a small town along the way, just to break up the monotony of sitting in a car seat for six hours. The last leg of the trip from the highway down Jane street he finally gave up on all patience and cried all the way home. We got back at about 9pm and Kaspar was fast asleep in his own bed about a half hour later. I think it will be a long time before I agree to go on another 6 or 7 hour road trip with Kaspar.

oh dear

oh dear. we just had a great little visit with kaspar's grandparents, who mentioned that they were unable to leave comments on the blog (and i had wondered why no one ever left comments?) well. it's my fault. i must have somehow changed some settings. silly really! i'm changing them back. so.... keep those comments coming! sorry!

backtracking

It’s been a while since I’ve had a chance to do updates, sorry. I’ll try to backtrack a little… after all, a whole lot of things have happened since August 2nd.

August long weekend we were offered a cottage of a good friend of mine (well, her parents, to be exact!). I was totally thrilled about the idea, especially since I had the Friday off and we could avoid the long weekend cottager’s traffic. Yeah, the traffic out of the city on long weekends in the summer can be absolutely grueling! I rushed home from work, packed, organized everything and was almost ready to pack the car, when we found out that there was a massive rainstorm raging in the Minden area. So, we decided to put off the trip until the next morning. On Friday we did leave early enough that the 2.5 h trip only lasted 3h and 45 minutes. Not all that bad! However, Kaspar was in no mood to be in the car for ANY length of time and I spent most of the trip turning back toward him to keep him occupied and got out feeling a bit like an invalid – with a sore neck and feeling all crooked in my spine! But that was not the last of our worries. As we were approaching the cottage, we noticed a lot of fallen trees. I refused to believe that the cottage might have no power. After almost four hours on the road you really don’t want to arrive and find out there is no electricity, no running water, no fridge to keep milk cold etc. But… yes, we found just that! There had been a huge storm with over twenty-hurricane touchdowns in Ontario just the previous Wednesday. I was so determined to be at the cottage that I instantly convinced my mom that we could stay for a day, because the power would probably come back overnight. She was not thrilled about the idea, but the weather was gorgeous and the sun was out and the BBQ had a full tank of gas and the lake was warm, so she sort of agreed. She regretted it a couple of minutes later, when (thanks to a working cell phone) we reached a friend, who informed us that the Minden area is not expected to have power back until Monday or Tuesday. Oh well! We still went for a swim. Kaspar tried out his brand new lifejacket! He’s such a water baby, that I thought it would be wise for him to wear a life jacket, when we go swimming or even while we hang out on the dock. I cannot say that he was in agreement with me, but we managed to go for a short swim with the jacket on. Before I knew it, it was time for dinner, the meat tasted spectacular, especially because I had hardly eaten all week (I had been very ill the previous week-end and it took me another three days before I was able to hold down any sort of food, save toast and black tea). However, my joy for food lasted no more then about 20 minutes. The nausea came on slowly, like a dark rain cloud on a windless day. Within the hour I was rocking back and forth on the couch completely sick to my stomach, unable to respond to Kaspar’s joyous screams. He had just discovered a whole tub of toys behind the door in the other room. All I could think was – I need a toilet. One that flushes! We waited for a bit, but my mother refused to wait around until I got worse and began to pack the car. Our cottage experience lasted a whole two hours. It was sad, really! By the time we hit the highway it was Kaspar’s bedtime and he fell asleep after about ten minutes of complaining, I was thankful for small blessings! We arrived at home shortly before 10 pm, me – well drugged with my mom’s heart pills (the valium kept the nausea at bay while we drove); Kaspar – just waking up from the long nap in the car seat; and my mother – totally exhausted after all day of driving and taking care of both of us. So, instead of hanging out at a cottage, I spent another weekend nursing myself back to health, while Kaspar dug in the dirt in the back yard!

The past week Kaspar and my mom and I spent at the kid’s camp, where I was teaching jewellery making to six boys aged 8 to 12. It kept me away from the telephone, computer and such. Felt kind ‘a good! I only had to teach for about three hours a day, so the rest of the day was spent hanging out with Kaspar, going swimming and goofing around in the little kiddy pool. It was awesome! Great weather! We also had great company, because I had asked my friend’s daughter (a gorgeous twelve-year-old, who’s great with kids and very mature!) to help with the teaching. She ended up being a spectacular assistand as well as an awesome babysitter for Kaspar. Our week passed very quickly. Before we knew it, I was packing up the studio and rushing back home, just to have enough time to do laudry, unpack and pack the car and leave for our trip up North. Here is Kaspar playing peek-a-boo in the car!

walking

Here is an entry I wrote on the 1st of August, but it was never posted... I think I was waiting for a picture :-)

Kaspar is walking! Yes, it’s true... (Sorry Steve!) Last night, as I was beginning to wonder how I’m going to keep him awake until seven pm (if he goes to bed before seven, he’s more then likely to get up at 5am, and that’s not good!) he just got up, stood there for a moment and then took three or four steps, while holding a ball with both hands. My mother and I both gasped! It seemed unbelievable. He has been close, so close to walking for at least a month now, that we did not expect it anymore. The actual first steps came as a total surprise. I said something along the lines of „That was three steps!”, but my mom disagreed and was sure it had been five. While we sat there debating over three and five, he simply got up and walked from the doorway to the nearby chair. I was cheering and applauding and Kaspar was obviously thrilled himself with the idea of walking! However, as soon as I tried to encourage him, or ask him to come over to me, he would revert back to crawling. He’s a stubborn little fellow! He does things, when he wants to, not when asked!!! Between 6 pm and 7 pm he walked short distances throughout the different rooms in the house at the very least a dozen times. He was so intrigued by the process that after walking for a bit, he would sit down, lift up his foot, look at it, feel it and then get back up again. Funny lad! I wish I had caught the walking on camera, but I had left it at work.

hot humid heat

I think tonight must be the hottest night of the summer. I’m sitting here almost completely still, only my fingers moving on the keyboard and yet my shirt is wet and I keep having to wipe my brow. I’m sure glad that despite my feelings of oncoming illness I installed the air conditioner in the bedroom last week. Thankful for small blessings!

Today was hot! Very hot! I felt it. Kaspar felt it. He was grumpy all afternoon. I gave up on games shortly after coming home, undressed him, sprayed him down with a mist of water and sat him in his high chair, while I attempted to install a new kitchen faucet. Grandma came and saved him from his crackers and the spray bottle. He might have invented a new form of play dough, given enough time. He did figure out how to get a little spray out!

But I deserve a medal, I think! After three months of leaky kitchen sink, I installed a new kitchen faucet. And not just any old kitchen faucet, but one with a pull out spray handle!!! As Kaspars big cousin likes to put it “I did it all by own self!”

today we were gardening