What a Year We Had

It was a year to remember. We left off in December 2020 when we decided to take that month to enjoy some serious family time and not think about writing and it snowballed into the whole of 2021 and early this year. It was not an easy time and we tried to make the best of it for you two kiddos. There’s no way to get around it and as much as anyone would like to pretend it didn’t happen, it’s important to address the elephant in the room. It was the year that ripped at the seams of society. 

We couldn’t have parties or gatherings at our house or anywhere else. People became skiddish and over concerned about illness and germs. Some pushed their to do list(s) without careful consideration on what the long term affects (on social, economic, or mental) would be. Some listened diligently and performed so to remain the good citizens that they are, parroting the hyperbole of those who were told to push said creed. Others listened and did what they felt best for their personal situations. Some became outcasted as their decisions for themselves were not respected or accepted by their peers, family members and even strangers. Some of those bent to peer pressure which long ago, such behaviour was frowned upon (the pressuring of peers). With pretense of genuine care for their loved ones.

Even though neither of you are on sm for yourselves just yet, I can tell you that daily floods of pics of people touting themselves at sites after getting needles tickled my “not-a-fan-of-needles bone”. It was incredible to learn how many people out there were so willing to be open about certain information and not think of it as once private. When it trickled into a medical apartheid without many realizing that was being done, it seemed to get worse. People were literally living in fear. Real fear. So afraid to be around other people including family. This agenda truly divided, created severe mental stress, fear and so many didn’t see it. Blinded by what legacy was telling them. If you listen to something long enough, even a lie, eventually it becomes truth. A dictator that tried to take over a continent said that or something to that effect.

Overall, the only person responsible for one’s health, is one’s self and no one else. Do not blame others for your decisions regarding your health or anything else, even if the outcomes are not your favour. Be honest with yourself and hold yourself responsible for your own actions, inactions and your part in any relationship but not the actions of others. Please remember to be respectful to others, even if they have no grace about them.

You know as much as I do (because you witnessed it and lived through it). Grown ups made decisions that ultimately affected you and your youth. And not just yours but every other kiddo and other grown ups. I don’t know how it is they came to their decisions but you bore witness to the outcomes. I hope our choices and considerations over the last year (made together as a family), prove to be good decisions for you both going forward.

Going forward, people are going to still cling to the fear that they’ve been living in for the last couple of years. Be respectful and as understanding as you can be. There will be significant fall out in many areas of life. It has been a mental onslaught that started far before this last couple of years. Critical thinking took a back seat over the last couple of years and fear took over. Fear shuts off logic.

Much of our country’s dynamics are changing and it doesn’t look like it used to anymore. Every right the government took, they won’t return willingly. Moral and integrity are two core values lacking with our current leaders. They’ve done a great job of telling the people one thing and completely breaking their promise in favour of their own interests. They have abused their power to incredible lengths and no one in history has complied their way out of totalitarianism. Though, many parts of the world are experiencing similar situations and perhaps may be able to return to something closer to what was normal because of their country’s policies and culture. Some countries will struggle like ours.

I hope as you’ve been learning at home, you’ve learned how history repeats itself. I know we’ve discussed many situations already from the past which many of your peers have not and may not be made aware of when they finish their secondary schooling. But it has been said, you look back to look forward. This is important. I didn’t want to write about this stuff. But after seeing what has been happening so far this year, it is important to and I hope you remember why. Remember to keep questioning and don’t settle for insults, banter and repetitive one liners. Discern between opinion and fact. Observe what is happening around you and do your best not to absorb.

Looking at all we did. We played board games, started businesses, became ever so much more grateful for what we had and have. You told me stories of things you discovered. We designed and changed L’s room. We found wonky carrots, fed squirrels that knocked on our back door. J, we fixed instrument accessories and learned things about wiring together. L, you explored courses in makeup artistry and fashion. You stretched your mind and gained some new skills. We took a lot of wacky photos with filters and laughed a lot. We baked, we explored new trails, we gardened. We drank lots of tea and snuggled plenty. You both explored new video making skills which is totally cool. The Mars landing happened and you, J, sat and watched it with me. We gardened some more and watched Princeton plenty. We took a few road trips. We helped others when we could.

We got a small sail boat and set about learning to sail. We met a few new people in the summer and made good memories on the water. We took selfies on each others devices. I still enjoy doing this. We went out and played soccer for ourselves. We enjoyed little acts of service to each other, like foot rubs, manicures and pedicures and oh so many snuggles. We had many backyard fireside nights. We went for drives, bike rides and long walks with Princeton. We made slime and bath bombs. We discovered new dishes – some not so good and some so delicious.

We purged toys and cleaned house. We put a pool in the backyard because the one we went to shut down as their business restructured due to the created circumstances. We did some more exploring and a little shopping. We went to a car show. You two played with cardboard and hot glue and flexed your graphic design skills. Your dad and I worked a lot throughout the year and whenever we could, we’d venture to some place where we were ok to visit. We even took Princeton with us on one adventure and confirmed his dislike for water. We fed chickadees and looked for moose. Canoed. Watched the trees in their splendour of colour. We visited the log museum and learned a few things. We crafted and consciously started to shift our shopping habits with the change being to shop local and support local. I dabbled in crochet to show you how, L. That was funny. 

Fall came and we were able to sign you up, L for cub scouts. J, you continued with piano lessons from home. Trying to find activities was certainly tricky as we had experienced plenty of cancellations, shut downs and edicts. Swimming lessons were a fail. But both of you were happy to do things again. We put the boat on the hard and we had a great Halloween spent outside. The strawberries were still growing into November! We schooled anywhere and everywhere we could. And we had mid fall company which was so so awesome. We were sad when they left for a while but glad we created some good memories. J hired a frog to stare at me. That was funny. You both started channels and worked towards them both. I am proud of you both for being brave enough to do so and work at them. 

We spent time with oodles of poodles. Talk about a wonderful afternoon! We love our friends so much. We created memories every chance we got and get still. We had a great Christmas and greeted the new year with no zest at all. But we knew, we had grown older and a little more knowledgeable. We didn’t turn away from the hard and there was a lot of it.

I know we were all spent from the bludgeoning messaging of those in power and even you two had had enough. Despite all our efforts we knew you two grew crusty with all the provisions that we had to endure. But despite it all, I am glad the two of you saw the situation and learned through it and came out still able to know it was a phase. You have gained valuable lessons through all of this that I hope will serve you both well as you grow older. Remember, you are never disempowered as long as you have choice. Even choosing to do nothing is a choice!

I am grateful that you both dealt with the situation of the last couple of years with such grace and style. I am proud of you both for how you supported each other through it all. Now, onward to new stuff. The boat is in the water again. We’ve had just a few sails in and it’s time that we really get our feet wet. We shall enjoy the adventure. Always. 😉

The Novelty of Riding ‘Shotgun’

It was cool and raining. Daddy was taking a long time getting the car boosted. Mom, L and I were waiting outside the auction gates in another car for him to pull out. A huge car carrier came out and we watched as it swung left in front of the car and came very close to hitting us but it didn’t. The driver was a good driver. After twenty five minutes, Dad came out of the gate with a little blue car. It looked so beautiful. Then, Daddy called me out of the car to join him in the blue car.

I got in and started to dance in the seat with excitement. The engine was right behind me and it vibrated the seat like a massage. I laughed because it was funny. He set the instructions to take us home on his phone and off went. My dad put it in first gear and my tummy started feeling weird. Mom and L followed in the other car.

Some of the roads were straight and Dad floored it a few times exercising the little flat 6’s 245 ponies. It threw me back into the seat. It was so much fun until I saw a warning on the visor about the top of the seat flying off or so I thought. But it was just an airbag warning sticker.

It was a long way home. So I watched some videos on the ride. I looked out the window sometimes. We stopped to put gas and get something to eat and drink. The cup holder was discretely tucked away in the dashboard in front of me. It’s totally cool. The rain had stopped and the sun peeked out.

We hit the road again. As we continued down the road we saw a train come up on our right side. Dad down shifted and hit the gas. This little blue sports car took off. I was thrown back into the seat and my tummy back flipped again as we zoomed. We paced the train. If Mom was driving Voodoo (our truck), she wouldn’t have been able to keep up. Her and L. tried to keep up in their car. It was awesome.

We caught up to the front of the train (the finish line). Dad slowed and went back to a normal speed. Then, something awkward happened. Mom had to make an emergency stop on the side of the road. Teehee. Nothing to see here. 😉 After this brief stop, we got back on the road.

It started to rain again. We stopped for gas one last time. Shortly down the road the rain turned into wet snow. Then a while later, it turned into snow and stuck to all the trees along the way. It was pretty. We drove a long time until we made it to our drop point at my uncle’s house. It was a good ride even on the sports suspension. I had to get out of the car and back into the backseat of the other car my mom was driving and I did not like the smell.

We made it home and I was happy to play my video games again. The gentle tickle from the engine behind me was nice and it rumbled my bum. It was a memorable experience.

M: What else do you want to say?

J: I like riding shotgun.

M: I know you do. The smile on your face said so.

J: You’re not allowed to ride shotgun anymore, Mom. 🙂

M: You’re funny. It will happen.

J: No shotgun for Mom.

M: Don’t worry. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of shotgun-riding opportunities in your future.

J: Dibs on shotgun.

M: You’re hilarious. That’s it?

J: Yup.

By: J. and M. Mom did the typing because i was too slow. 😉

Our Port Colborne (not-so-adventurous) Adventure

When “school” was finished, we went for a ride with Dad on a work appointment. While he went off to show the property, we stayed in the truck with Mom and looked for a place to eat lunch. We decided to go to Tim Horton’s to get lunch because we were hungry and it was the closest place to where we were. My brother ordered a bagel and I had a bacon breakfast wrap. I really did love this adventure because I got to see my aunt, uncle and cousins for a few minutes. Done. -According to L.

This is where we throw our heads back and laugh. We love our little L. She’s adorable with her stories. We are definitely giving her props for her introduction to this post. She now wants to stop and publish.

M.: It has to be a little longer.

L.: Why? Just publish it.

J.: Wut?

M.: When you’re writing a blog, people like a little bit more to read than a small summary of an adventure.

L.: JUST PUBLISH IT.

M.: But I want to say something.

J.: Me too.

L.: NO! Just publish it!

M.: Why does it have to be short? Is there anything else to the adventure?

L.: UwU

J.: 🚘

M.: And now we have lost context of our topic. Do you know what that is?

J.: We lost our topic?

L.: And we are publishing it. And stacking before we publish it.

M.: It means we went off topic. The title is “Our Port Colborne Adventure” and we only touched on our outing in a one short paragraph. J, did you enjoy any part of the outing?

J.: I enjoyed the truck ride.

M.: Did you look for any deer in the fields?

J & L: Nope. But we founds lots of punch buggies to punch you on the way there and back home.

M.: Right. So while they are distracted with each other, I’ll take this opportunity to say a little more.

The tall grass fields along the roads have now turned a light golden brown and the leaves on the trees have mostly disappeared. Looking for deer in these fields is always fun. Just like looking for coyote which are harder to spot. Nothing was seen though. Instead the usual cows and goats were spotted which signals us to all moo or… what does a goat say? Anyways. We did take an unusual route back home and drove through a little hamlet. There were some interesting houses, many old rusting vehicles parked in yards, a lot of wagon wheels and a lot of accumulating old items in yards resembling junkyards or hoarders. It made us think about our own home and how we live. We try to rid ourselves of unwanted items regularly as we live in a smaller space.

J.: I’m back. What does rid mean?

M.: In this it means to relieve yourself of something – to get rid of.

J.: What does unwanted mean?

M.: Not wanted.

J.: Back to the story.

M.: Could you imagine living in a place that is over cluttered inside and out?

J.: Yup. I can imagine.

M.: Would you like it?

J.: Nope. It’d be a nightmare.

M.: So, is it a good thing that we clear things out and give to good will?

J.: Yup.

M.: An interesting end to our Port Colborne Adventure this time, eh?

J.: Yup. Also I want to hear more of the story.

M.: This is it.

J.: Tell me another one. Tell me another story.

M.: We’ll write more next week. Maybe we can get L. to elaborate more on her adventures. lol

J.: XD

By L., J., & M.

L.: K. Now Publish!!!

The Sunday Edition

A whirlwind of activity had swept through this week. Between work, work, more work, the kids and other activities, it has been a hectic week. Thursday, instead of our normal posting, it saw us packed in the truck and moving across the region for some time out of the house incorporated into some work appointments.

The kids brought along some school work to do on the move. I brought some Halloween candy in my pockets to fill the time while we were in the truck waiting for work appointment(s) to complete. It was a nice sunny Fall day out. So it was definitely worth taking advantage of. We found ourselves in an area that should be familiar but it wasn’t because of all the newer houses and neighbourhoods that was built over the last decade or so. I’m still trying to process how things had changed in the area as I had not been that way in so long.

Our next appointment brought us back to our little city. Then off for a little fun in the next town over via “our scenic” route. We saw a new cell tower being put up and it reminded us of a prop from a very popular movie some years ago. It was massive. We detoured off the road into a quarry entrance to find heavy equipment maneuvering and golf greens further down in the quarry. It wasn’t a complete course. Just a few holes on greens. We will go back to explore properly on foot later on.

We popped back up and out to the road and continued on our drive just looking out the windows to spot anything new or different to explore. The only thing we noted before stopping for lunch was that a vineyard had netted some of their grapes for late harvest or ice wine.

We stopped into old town Niagara on the Lake for a quick bite to eat and drink and then we took our goodies to a spot where we could park and look out onto the lake. We didn’t stay long. We didn’t say much. We just tried to figure out how to use an app on our phones and ate our lunch.

Then back up the escarpment to another quick appointment and finally home. It was hard for the kids to do their school work this day because they were more interested in what was going on in the environment. Movement these days are limited so even in our small outings, everything draws their eyes.

So Friday and Saturday came and went fast and filled with a combination of work, the kids’ schooling and house work. Lo and behold, the Sunday edition. Other than that, I am yawning in the afternoon typing this and am ready for a nap… that’s not going to happen. Back to laundry I go. I hope your Sunday is a bit more adventurous than mine today.

Post Halloween Rundown

The day was Saturday. Crazy stuff was happening. Excitement was in the air. It was a full moon – a blue moon in fact (the second full moon in a month). We waited for Mom to come home from work to start preparing for our evening. COVID made things interesting for us too.

We got into our costumes. Mine, I made myself. Yeet. I got a white t-shirt and white pants and wrote “YEET” all over them. It’s an expression, mom. Okay. Moving on. My sister chose to be a character from a movie she spent a lot of money on the costume and accessories. Mom spent a half hour doing her face make up and her hair. It was probably longer. About 5 pm, we left the house to meet up with friends (in our COVID bubble) for dinner and then to go out to trick or treat.

We waited until it got dark and then left their place to trick or treat in their neighbourhood. There were a lot of houses to go to. We were all really happy. When we got back, the real fun began. There was candy dropped everywhere in house. Once we calmed down a little and were out of our coats and gloves, we got flashlights and the adults turned off the lights. ALL the lights! The candy hunt began.

We had to use our flashlights to find all the candy in the dark and pick it up. Whatever we found we kept. It was awesome. We were screaming with excitement and busy scurrying through the house in the dark finding the goods. Once all the candy was found, the light went on and my dad was looking for candy left over. It was funny because there was none left to be found. We were crazy.

There were a few more games, like eat donuts off a string without using your hands and stick your hand in a bowl (or two) to figure out what was inside. Yeah, I didn’t do that one. Too squishy and I don’t like slime. My sister did one bowl. It was jello and fake worms. We ran out into the back yard with our flashlights. We raced. We played a murder mystery game. We had sparklers. When we came back in, we did a craft and then we just played all over the house. Some of us ate some of our candy. Mom made sure she put the candy we got from trick or treating in separate bags. So we were only snacking on the candy that we picked up from in the house supplied by our parents so it was safe to eat.

By 10 pm my sister was tired and ready to go home. I wasn’t. I was having so much fun. It was good to be with friends. In comparison to past Halloweens, this one was the best. My sister thinks it was the best too. No thanks to COVID but to my friends parents’ ingenuity (clever and inventive). We hope they do it again next year.

By M. & J. Mom was too slow to type so J. did. 😉 L. did the edit.

Getting in the School Groove

School has been interesting this week. Mom and Dad have been evil. Haha! Just kidding. They’ve been busy with work but also with helping my sister and I with our school work. We’ve worked out a plan that works well for now. It might change but we’ll see how it goes. My sister and I have jobs now. I have to make sure no one is watching TV after 9:30 at night and my sister has to make sure all the lights are off in the house. Mom and Dad say this will help with our sleep schedule.

In school, I learning about exponents and proving whole numbers to the power of zero. It was confusing at first but neat at the same time. Did you know that zero to the power of zero is in-determined or “error” on the calculator. It was neat.

The weather has turned colder and the sky was overcast (cloudy) most of the week. It was hard to wake up when it looked so dark outside in the morning. Then we learned about the Winter Solstice and how the shortest day of the year is coming in December. I’m looking forward to Santa. But first, I’m looking forward to Halloween this Saturday. I’m excited. YEET! I am carving my pumpkin today and finishing my costume too. My sister has been worried about getting the right curls in her hair for her costume and Mom keeps telling her it’ll be fine.

Next week, we’ll review our COVID Halloween experience.

BY: J and Mom (Mom did the typing because I’m slow for now).

My interpretation of intense discussions between my adults

So mom and dad were hashing out some details of a plan on how to structure our days better because my little sister was having a bad Monday. We spent the weekend having too much fun and Monday was hard. I was listening from my bedroom while reading.

It got loud. Dad sounded like “Gammbl, Gammbl, Gammbl!” Then mom sounded like, “Gahh, Ahhhh, Ahhh!” It was a mess. But in the end, they asked for my input on a plan and I liked it. It wasn’t scary. It’s rare for them to get like that. I hate when they argue but I know enough that when mom and dad get loud it’s not always a fight. Sometimes it can be a serious discussion to make things better. They’re just older humans that have emotions too.

Mom and dad talk to us about what they’re discussing. So that we know not to be scared and know what’s going on. We’re always included. It’s just annoying when they get loud. But now my mom knows how to annoy me like I annoy them. I know how to annoy them more. :0 😉 XD

By: J. and Mom. (Mom did the typing because I’m not that fast, yet)

Our Canadian Thanksgiving

It was not our usual thanksgiving. We didn’t gather into one family members house with a set table, let the kids play and all the adults converse, reminisce, laugh. It was defined and shaped differently this year. The pandemic overshadowed this holiday in such a way it makes gray clouds seem welcomed and not so menacing.

The weather was lovely. The house was a mess (as usual). There was no turkey (by choice). There was however, a moment while dinner was still in the oven and on the stove that I cleared and cleaned our dining table and set it simply with silver chargers, small tall white wine stemware (for all) and two battery operated tea lights in glasses. Our littlest became excited and sat up in the booth (built-in corner booth seating) just to look at the space. She picked up her charger and started looking at herself in it.

Shortly thereafter, Boeuf Bourguignon with mash potatoes was on the table. Our drink of choice was a sparkling elderflower and pomegranate drink. Our littlest posed the question to each of us: what were we thankful for? Her brother said he was thankful for food. Their dad said the same. She said she was thankful for family. When the question was posed to me, I paused. I was thankful for so much. Family, friends, food, the dishwasher to name a few.

I spent a little time preparing a dessert (out of a convenient box – hahaha) because it was our Thanksgiving and sometimes desserts need to be “special”. After broiling the sugar on top of our Crème Brulée, dressed with berries and lightly dusted with powdered sugar, the kids gave it a try while we ate ours. Little wonder had no more room after eating her dinner and stopped after a couple bites. Big wonder wasn’t a fan of the way the sugar was caramelized and hard on top when he put a spoon to it. So, he skipped it.

In retrospect of our holiday sans extended family gathered, it was nice. I woke up this morning thankful for so much more. This pandemic has overshadowed and cancelled so much in society (not without frustration). But it also shone light on all that is normally taken for granted. It is drawing us closer as a family as we spend everyday together which we are immensely humble to have this time together. We miss our gatherings with other family members and friends that are far and those that are close but we are still grateful for them.

Despite all that may come or go with COVID in the coming months, I think adapting and being flexible will be the attributes that we exercise most. These characteristics and patience. All, good traits for our kids to develop and for us to fine tune. We know our patience will be tested but laughter will always ensue.

The late restless post

The week past rather uneventful. We got into the groove of work and school with little more than the pangs of restlessness as our usual groove has been that we were out doing something noteworthy at least once a week for several months now. I supposed the only thing we noticed was the restlessness this week. And I apologize for the late post (it’s Friday not Thursday).

Since we realized the restlessness settling in most yesterday, we changed up our schedule and took to a restaurant close by for dinner. It wasn’t anything fancy. We needed the change in the atmosphere. Our kids were happy to be there and the calm came back after that.

As we’re into Autumn, we are aware that not only the weather changes. Our outlooks on things, sleep, eating and moods change. Our sleep is broken or longer, we want more comforting foods that are hot, prepared in the oven or crock pot and more time spent on meals. An unexplainable restlessness or anxiety sets in. It could be the anticipation of the longer nights and less sunlight. Albeit that anticipation may be a good thing or a bad thing depending on the day. The anxiety stems the same. So how do we smooth the bad days? How do you?

This year is different than any other year. We are not waking to ready the kids off to school. There is no timer hanging over our heads to ensure that the kids get to school on time. We work from home and now, they school from home too. It’s not an easy undertaking. It’s not without its challenges. But the check ins on how each of us are feeling and all the extra hugs and cuddles help. But noticeably, the weekly outing somewhere (anywhere) helps.

Both kids have plenty of opportunity to reach out and communicate with their friends and family and see a couple. It’s hard these days to have the play dates and gatherings thanks to COVID measures. It is harder for our social wonder to accept this at times. She does her best to be understanding yet freely expresses her disdain with all the adults imposing these rules. As does our son however, since he is a little older, he has a bit more patience and has been very empathetic towards his little sister and others. Even with everything changing (the routine annual changes and COVID stuff), I think the key (for us anyways) is to tune out the noise and simply enjoy the moments we have together.

Change in the Trees

We ventured to a location close to where we at the time. Randomly selected because it was close to drive to. It was a short outing while on a work errand and a surprisingly delightful find. Without looking at images, we simply searched the map apps for a trail nearby and picked one that was close and had a waterfall. 

A quick flash back: before our website, we journeyed to see a few waterfalls with the kiddos and walk a trail not too far from home. They learned that there were different types of waterfalls and were able to name the types (cascading, ribbon, etc.). This new location would be a chance for them to use that knowledge that they had obtained. Off we went. 

While we’re still working on figuring out how to add photos, the incredible sight was immense! Also, to our delight was the exclamation from the kiddos, “Look! It’s a cascading waterfall!” 

The location we selected and time as well, could not have been better. It was overcast which made the colours of the leaves on the trees that much more vibrant. It was cool and windless while we walked down stairs to a basin and noted a sign there en Français, bringing attention to the possibility of fast rising waters due to the hydro electric damn up and off a distance. We still took in the sights and sounds from where we were, observing the rocks and how they alternated in colour and maybe rock variety too (still to be investigated). 

We continued on our journey, back up the stairs and down the trail to a suspension bridge crossing over the river. It was hard to tell the depth of the river as in some areas bare rock was visible.

The path meandered in a couple directions and we chose to go down more stairs and followed along the edge. We came by a lovely lookout point on a narrow deep ravine that made its way into a turbine for generating electricity. To the kids delight as well (as they previously learned about our own city’s hydroelectricity generation), they were able to identify this site and tell us what happened there too. It was nice to see the validation of the knowledge they acquired. It was clearly proud moments for them. 

From there we accessed the other side of the basin, noting the different colour ribbons of rock, took a selfie and ascended back up and over the suspension bridge to the car. In all of this, there were people around when we arrived but it was quiet. When we returned to the parking lot, this was a different story. Happy to have been able to find and enjoy this location before it became very busy.