Happy Birthday Dante!
We celebrated Dante's birthday today, although it isn't actually until the tenth. On the tenth however, we will be on the Island, so we celebrated today.
Dante was a reluctant guest of honour.
He preferred to open and close all the doors and play with an old, noisy Fisher Price train that is about 30 years old. It took alot of cajoling and trickery to get this stubborn little man to actually come show some interest in his gifts.
Temper tantrums were free today, oh boy!
He finally decided to observe what was being opened, although he had no interest in opening anything himself.
Once his gifts were opened, he enjoyed playing with some new tractors and trucks and cars. He was very happy.
We were quite surprised that when it came time to blow out the candles of his cake, and we all said 'Blow out the candles Dante', that he actually rushed over to them and tried to blow them out.
He doesn't say much at all, so sometimes I'm surprised by what he actually understands. He gives us very little indication of how vast his understanding really is.
He has such a temper. Sometimes I really worry. He can play so nicely and interact so nicely, but as soon as he has to do something... shoes on, sit down, get dressed, he just totally loses it. Poor Monkey.
Now , for tonight and tomorrow, I need to finish getting everything tidied up so that we can leave a clean house and I need to make sure everything is organized for our trip.
On our way back from Surrey this evening, we drove past the mountains and it made me feel a bit sad.
I'm going to miss all the mountains when we move away. My favourite part of the drive back home from Surrey (or from anywhere west) is when we get into east Abbotsford, after the Mission exit. The land opens up, the mountains rise tall, and everything is so beautiful.
But... the mountains can't pay a mortgage. And neither can we out here. It's just too much. Maybe if we had got a head start years ago, but now, in our late thirties, with little ones to think about and older kids that need a safe, stable place to live, remaining out here is not an option for us.
We don't have careers. With the tiny amount we will have for a downpayment, a bank will laugh at us for anything over 130,000 (maybe even 120,000) so we have to do it. We have to move. I can't go back to renting. And besides, even the rent out here is ridiculous. Trying to rent an affordable decent place for a family of seven?
Well, I'm tired, and there is tidying up to do. Oh! Forgot to mention, both lil guys were perfect on the way to AND from Surrey. Usually Demetrio screams for the whole drive... almost an hour. But both boys were great!
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Dante was a reluctant guest of honour.
He preferred to open and close all the doors and play with an old, noisy Fisher Price train that is about 30 years old. It took alot of cajoling and trickery to get this stubborn little man to actually come show some interest in his gifts.
Temper tantrums were free today, oh boy!
He finally decided to observe what was being opened, although he had no interest in opening anything himself.
Once his gifts were opened, he enjoyed playing with some new tractors and trucks and cars. He was very happy.
We were quite surprised that when it came time to blow out the candles of his cake, and we all said 'Blow out the candles Dante', that he actually rushed over to them and tried to blow them out.
He doesn't say much at all, so sometimes I'm surprised by what he actually understands. He gives us very little indication of how vast his understanding really is.
He has such a temper. Sometimes I really worry. He can play so nicely and interact so nicely, but as soon as he has to do something... shoes on, sit down, get dressed, he just totally loses it. Poor Monkey.
Now , for tonight and tomorrow, I need to finish getting everything tidied up so that we can leave a clean house and I need to make sure everything is organized for our trip.
On our way back from Surrey this evening, we drove past the mountains and it made me feel a bit sad.
I'm going to miss all the mountains when we move away. My favourite part of the drive back home from Surrey (or from anywhere west) is when we get into east Abbotsford, after the Mission exit. The land opens up, the mountains rise tall, and everything is so beautiful.
But... the mountains can't pay a mortgage. And neither can we out here. It's just too much. Maybe if we had got a head start years ago, but now, in our late thirties, with little ones to think about and older kids that need a safe, stable place to live, remaining out here is not an option for us.
We don't have careers. With the tiny amount we will have for a downpayment, a bank will laugh at us for anything over 130,000 (maybe even 120,000) so we have to do it. We have to move. I can't go back to renting. And besides, even the rent out here is ridiculous. Trying to rent an affordable decent place for a family of seven?
Well, I'm tired, and there is tidying up to do. Oh! Forgot to mention, both lil guys were perfect on the way to AND from Surrey. Usually Demetrio screams for the whole drive... almost an hour. But both boys were great!
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