Author: Doris

Dinner together.

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Since we’ve been back our dinners have been improving. The first week we had take out since the fridge was empty. The second week, we had what I call our “simple suppers”, usually a rice, a veggie – steamed or stir fried and a meat, usually pan-fried, roasted, etc or pasta. All our “simple suppers” are done without a recipe and we have about 4 or 5 of them. Now we are back on our regular schedule. I subscribe to a bunch of cooking magazines and every week I try to plan out 4-5 new, quick dinners and I shop for the week and we try out a new dish. Tonight’s dish was salmon with lemon/pine nut/raisin relish over a bed of lettuce. Yum.

Pajama party.

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Not often do all the family members get together for a portrait. Here we all are having a pajama party before we all head to bed. Good night!

The germs on the bus go round and round, round and round

Edda had a tough time going to sleep last night, and this morning awoke with a fever – so no school for her. Vince woke up feeling great, he ate a pancake for breakfast and was off to school for the first time this week. He ate a nice lunch, but in the middle of the afternoon, he was bouncing a bit too much and he puked all over his bed. Sigh, not exactly 100% yet, but getting there.

The house is so quiet, he must be up to something.

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Usually, when the house gets really, really quiet, you can be sure that Vince is putting toothpaste all over the bathroom or that he’s eating 100 Altoids in a row. Today when he was quiet for too long, I went to go look for him. He was mopping the kitchen floor! He took one look a me and told me that I had to wait until it dried because it was very slippery and I might slip. So helpful!

School uniform.

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Edda’s enjoying school more this week. Not crying the whole time that she’s there. Rukia, our housekeeper, has been taking her to school since Vince has been sick this whole week and has stayed home. I’m a bit jealous of Rukia because she sits in Edda’s class and observes her classmates and the stuff that goes on. I, on the other hand, was given a stern warning not to sit in on class because I’m her mother and would distract her from her tasks. So Rukia knows all of Edda’s classmate’s names, where they are from, what words they can say, what days they come in and I know none of this.