The Fish Museum

L came up to me the other day and told me that he wanted to show me his fish museum. I went to the living room with him and this is what he showed me. He had taken the letters from our alphabet sponge puzzle, separated them according to colour, and arranged them into fish. Here they are on display at the fish museum. I don’t remember which fish is which, but I know that one of them is a flying fish, one is a Canadian fish, and one is an American fish. Perhaps L wants to be a museum curator when he grows up.

Playing at the Beach


We’ve had the fortune of being at St Malo Beach twice during this past heat wave. The water was nice and it’s been awhile since I thought that a Manitoba lake was anything like warm. L & K had a good time. K has no fear of the water and L is getting more comfortable playing in the water, venturing in further than his knees.



Now that we are having a short reprieve from the heat there is a lemon cookie recipe waiting to be tried.

Our girl

Like the plants in the pots in the backyard K grows and grows. This is a quick shot of K before we left for church on Sunday, I wanted to get a shot of the dress that I made her.


K is all about dollies; carrying them around, feeding them and changing their diapers. Usually her babies are undressed since she doesn’t know how to put their clothes back on yet. K wanted to feed her baby sausage from her supper plate, thankfully she was satisfied with plastic food for baby.


When we got back from camping we had our first ripe tomato. K doesn’t know her colours yet, but she can tell the difference between red and green. She knows that she isn’t supposed to pick the tomatoes, but they are so tempting. To her credit she has just picked the red ones to eat.

Camping in July

We spent July long weekend camping in Gladstone; it was a great weekend not too hot and no rain until we got the tents packed up on Sunday. It has been awhile since there were young children camping with us so instead of hiking and long bike rides we had baseball games and water gun fights.

We were camped right beside the fair grounds, town pool and park. On July 1st Gladstone Firefighters had organizied all kinds of children’s activities. While we were washing up breakfast dishes a man came through our campsite and told L that there was a pile of sand filled with gold coins that he could dig for. No one was really sure how to take him, was he just encouraging L to check out the playground? Anyway Aunt C thought there might be something to it and took the kids to dig for gold coins.

Lo and behold there was money in that sand pile, Aunt C always finds a good deal.

This past Friday L took us to the ice cream parlour and treated us to ice cream. I did feel a little guilty he probably should have taken his aunts and uncles for ice cream since they helped him find it.


Even though the dynamic of our camping trips has changed since I was one of the kids, sitting around the campfire never gets old.