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We’re drowning in sugar here.

Not a bad way to go, really, but given that I’ve given up cigarettes, you don’t really need me pissy and buzzed. It’s a nasty combination akin to Joe Pesci and Sharon Stone going at it in “Casino”.

The double punch of an early Easter and my birthday brought forth a rain of jelly beans, birthday cake, chocolate bunnies and more. Grandpa hinted that he needed more chocolate chip cookies brought out to the egg hunt so Desiree and her little kitchen helper made a batch. That little girl can tell you everything that goes into cookies. The most important ingredient is love. That’s why their cookies taste so much better than anything you buy in a store. And why half the batch stays at home.

Then, they had their delayed cupcake date. Read the rest of this entry »

After the library, we went up to mommy’s work up near the airport. With the new IKEA opening, the majority of the streets up there are closed off. A security guard sits out at the entrance to the parking lot at the Rentrak building and I have to tell her the name of the business I’m visiting.

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I let Lily watch a string of children’s programs while I put some clothes away, email a client to let them know I’m tied up for the day and test out posting via email on Wordpress. We play a round of Cariboo; she only has problems with the number cards. I load up a bag with some Read the rest of this entry »

For Ethan’s birthday, we got him a crayon melter so he could take his broken crayons and make new ones. We haven’t had the chance to use it with him, but he called us up to tell us he played with it and it was really cool. He liked the extra molds we got him, although I can’t remember which pack it was — either a boat and a train or an alligator and some other animal. Toys’R'Us can become a bit of a blur sometimes. Next time Des’ and I go over, I’ll have to bring him one of these.

We went to our nephew’s fifth birthday party today, held at the Children’s Museum. Ethan was quite excited and eager to run around the grounds when we arrived. As soon as I’d set down our present, he wanted me to join him at the castle. He was the good guy and I was the bad guy (sigh, typical typecasting for the big guy with the shaved head) and I proceed to try to get him. Mind you, we both ‘had armor’ so it was okay to stab each other in the brain. Read the rest of this entry »