This has been an awful season for us Leafs fans. It's certainly the least amount of Maple Leaf hockey I've watched since I was a youngin, and I've been rooting for losses most of this calendar year.
But last night, I enjoyed the in-game experience through my daughter's eyes. It was her first game, and she excitedly donned her Leafs jersey and took in the spectacle. We had a blast.
It helped that our Leafs played well, even scoring three goals, and our favourite goaltender James Reimer was spectacular earning the first star.
So yeah, this season sucked, but last night I remembered it's just a game and left feeling thoroughly entertained. My daughter will never forget it, and neither will I.
I snapped this pic last night as my daughter put her little brother to bed. She's incredible with the little guy, so nurturing and loving. It's really a sight to behold.
She helped bathe him, put him in his pajamas and sleep sack, read him Goodnight Moon and fed him his bottle before putting him down for the night.
I'm particularly fascinated by the contrast between her and her older brother. He has no interest in bathing or feeding his little brother. He's waiting until it's time to play catch and go for a bike ride. Until then, it's primarily hands-off.
Happy 13th birthday to my sweet baby James. I'm the luckiest SOB on the planet.
This is my son Jarvis's first Christmas. We got a pic of him with Santa just so I could put together this little collection I call "First Christmases".
This is my firstborn James and his first Christmas of 2002. This pic wasn't even digital.
Here''s my darling daughter Michelle and her first Christmas of 2004.
And now here's my sweet baby Jarvis and his first Christmas of 2014.
I'm a lucky SOB. Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all.
My daughter's first concert was Selina Gomez, but my oldest son chose a different sound. Last night, we enjoyed Ubiquitous Synergy Seeker at the Richmond Hill Centre for the Performing Arts.
They were amazing, as always. Damn I dig their sound. It's rock, it's hip hop, it's EDM, it's folk, it's awesome.
The best part was experiencing it all with my boy. I can't wait to do it again.
It's been seven months since I wrote about the reusable cloth diapers I'm using with kid #3, so I thought it was time for an update.
To recap, my first two children used disposable diapers. This time, my wife bought reusable cloth diapers from BumGenius and Fuzzibunz. Yes, those are the brand names.
I can honestly say after seven months that it's been a complete success. Baby Jarvis has had less diaper rashes than his siblings, changing these diapers has been far less disgusting than I anticipated, and the only expense is the cost of washing these diapers every two days.
Up until Jarvis switched to solid foods, you simply rolled up the dirty diaper and put it in the washable bag that hangs on his door. Now that things are solidifying, we've introduced a flushable paper sleeve between him and the diaper that makes it easy to simply drop the waste into the toilet. It's really very easy.
I wasn't sure how this experiment was going to play out, but so far, it's been a resounding success.
My oldest son has advised me that he's going trick-or-treating with his buddies tonight. He'd prefer I didn't tag along.
My youngest son has a costume, but has no idea what's going on. He's still a couple of Halloweens away from going door-to-door.
Luckily for me, my daughter has asked me to go out with her and her friends. Once again I'll be donning my old goalie mask and sneaking mini Coffee Crisp bars from her trick-or-treat sack. I can't wait.
My hope is that she'll let me tag along one more year before handing the baton to her little brother. I absolutely love it.
I was sure I was done. I had a healthy, wonderful son and daughter. I was completely fulfilled and felt no desire to have a third child. Then, I fell in love with Monica.
Monica, several years younger than me, had no children of her own. She was (and is) an amazing step mother to my first two children, but she wanted one of her own. She wanted a child with me.
This is where things got a little tricky. I didn't want to get married again, but Monica didn't want to have a child without getting hitched first. So if I was going to have a child with her, I'd have to propose first. I proposed at the top of the Eiffel Tower in September 2012 and we were wed in the Distillery District in June 2013. One month later, Monica was pregnant.
When you have a 12 and 10 year old, you wonder how you'll possibly love a third child as much. You wonder how they'll be with their new sibling and how a third child will alter your relationship with them. You wonder if it'll be worth all those sleepless nights and the other inconveniences that come with a newborn.
Six month ago today, Jarvis was born. I now have no doubt this was the right decision. Jarvis is healthy and happy and a complete joy, Michelle and James love him like a brother and my relationship with them is better than ever. Monica is an amazing mother and seeing her with Jarvis is truly a reflection of pure love. Six month ago today, my life drastically changed for the better and I wouldn't have it any other way.
I have three amazing kids who fill me with pride. I'm a lucky SOB.
Updated with Tale of the Tape:
- Sleep: Pretty much sleeps through the night now, 7pm to 7am. Naps at 8am, noon and 3:30pm, although often skips that last one.
- Food: Still enjoying breast milk supplemented with formula, but now a big fan of oatmeal, sweet potato, avocados, carrots, banana, apples and cereal
- Crawling: Not yet... but very close
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