Yesterday was a day of firsts. My big boy started school for the first time. ( I need a whole other blog post to talk about how much that tugged on my heart.) And yesterday something else big happened. Yesterday our twins started grade three, in separate classrooms. Anyone who has known our girls for […]
As I go to take their photo, both of them wrinkle their noses in exactly the same way. They screw up their faces and pout at me and despite their differences in that moment they are just so much alike. Even after all these years of growing, and changing, and becoming who they are, they […]
I think I might have somehow possibly agreed to let Zoe get a pet rat. Maybe She was devastated after Nutmeg (guinea pig number 2 for Zoe) died and swore she could never be replaced… at least not by another guinea pig. And then she began to bring home books on rats and mice from […]
This week I need to remember… I need to remember my girl with the wonky fringe… I need to remember the how angry and defiant she gets. Her frustration, her narky back talk, her eye-rolling and exasperated sighs. I need to remember how she crawls into my bed with a tear streaked face and curls […]
How on earth did they get to be eight!?!
Eight and still as crazy wonderful as ever!
I saw Zoe’s brain today… well on a screen anyway. The last time I saw my girls’ brains, on a screen, they were 11 weeks old, or ‘term’ if you are working on corrected age. The time before that, was the day I heard the words “they need to be born now, regardless of the […]
We’ve spent the day doing our part for premature baby and infant brain research. Our girls were involved in this research program when they were tiny babies in the NICU and we’ve visited several times over the years. In the above photo they are a year old and wearing their VIBeS t-shirts proudly! Playing Wordless […]
Izzy. Izzy is funny with a cheeky sense of humour that often involves the word ‘fart’ or ‘bum’. She throws herself on her bed and screams and wails. “You’ve ruined my life. I never get what I want. Nobody cares about how I feel. Ruined! Never! Nobody!” Izzy is trying to perfect the cartwheel. She […]