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What do you find when you rake your lawn? We found a golf ball, tool handles, bicycle chain, bolts, hinges, nails, volleyball net ... among other things ....
Spring is definitely in the air (along with the remnants of winter: rain and - quite possibly - more snow), so I don't want to get my hopes too high. Still, there's been a palpable change in the atmosphere and we're not talking flatulence here! The days are discernibly longer, the sun has even shown its face. It may be that we set a record and it will be sunny for days in a row! Plants are even beginning to show their buds. Wow!
Yep, spring is right around the corner.
To celebrate and prepare, we have been raking the lawn, getting it ready for imminent sunshine, verdant growth and the pitter patter of tiny feet. Much of it has been raked before, but we had yet to tackle the "west lawn". (Whoa, that sounds a lot more regal than I intended - like the lawn of a certain government building on 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, eh?) Mind you, our "west lawn" isn't an actual lawn. That's more a generous euphemism for the area that might be better described as: "the west glade". (Although less regal, that doesn't sound too bad either.) What I'm trying to say, is that the lawn doesn't actually have much GRASS in it.
To read more ... hit "Read Full Story" (it's pretty obvious).
Alex got her first haircut, at 3 1/4 years old! One could argue she didn't need it. Read "Hair Story History" to see what all the fuss, lack of muss, is all about!
Alex's First Haircut
I'm not certain if it's a new World record, but Alex didn't get her first haircut until the day before yesterday, a full 1,208 days since her birth! To be honest, I didn't think she even needed one, but Rachel thought that maybe, having her golden wisps trimmed, would make her look like she had more hair! (Is that "Curl logic"?)
Alex is renown (among other things) for her lack of hair. From the day she was born, until ... well, NOW ... we've wondered, "When will it grow?". We admire other girls, Alex's age and younger, with full heads of hair. Little girls in pig-tails, with cut bangs, all possessing thick manes.
On the plus side, Alex's thin dome has been a cost savings for us and her hair has always been easy to maintain! On the negative side, it's driven Rachel bonkers that she can't dress Alex up like her own personal doll and play with her hair - putting it in pig-tails, adding barrettes and other ornamentation. What fun is having a cute little girl, unless you can dress her up like a little dolly?
Not that it's stopped her, for Rachel has TRIED, but the effects aren't quite up to par and rarely last more than five minutes. Barrettes fall out by themselves and rubber bands holding small tufts of hair are pulled out within minutes.
For "Oop History: Hair Story" ... read on!
Not all snow is bad! Alex had fun yesterday, tobogganing down our driveway, into the front yard. [A short video of her joy, can be found in this post]
Shredding the Driveway (Sorta)
At least Alex found joy in all of the snow we were handed!
We inherited a lot of 'junk', when we bought the property: an oil drum filled with sludge, scrap lumber and wood, metal pieces, chains, etc. Most of it is scattered across the entire place and we've started cleaning it up, trying to return the forest to a more pristine state.
Not all the 'junk' we're finding is undesirable. One of the items we found was a plastic, steerable snow sled (I think they're called 'snow shuttle sleds', but I'm not sure. We also have a couple of plastic discs and a thin, plastic toboggan.
I bundled Alex up and let her try bombing down the slight incline into our front 'yard'. The thin plastic toboggan didn't go fast enough for the Oop, so I dusted off the snow shuttle and let her have a go at it. (I was afraid that she wouldn't understand the concept of 'steering' and end up in a pile somewhere).
I shouldn't be such an overprotective Dad, I guess, because not only did she get the whole steering concept, but she had a hoot bombing down the driveway. Her only complaint (besides stopping) was that she wanted to go 'faster'!
I took a short video of one of her first runs. Have a look at "Oop - Our Daredevil"!
We're officially moved into our new Vancouver Island home. Rats, deer, dial-up, boxes, wood stoves ... we've been here one week and there's still lots to do ...
Knee-Deep in Boxes, But Functional
It's been nearly a month since we vacated our Edmonton abode. Rachel has been working and living in Nanaimo, renting a room from Liz, who lives close to the hospital. Scott and the Oop have been to California and back, visiting grandparents (who all think that the Oop is 90% cute and only 10% "pain in the ass").
We took possession of our Yellow Point home on October 17th, as planned. It was nice that Cathy (the previous owner) allowed us to put our stuff in the garage, because it meant (in essence) we were ALREADY moved! Of course, the big task was still to haul it all INSIDE and UP the stairs.
We've been here a week. Read on about our current state of chaos ...
120 days ago, Alex planted her tiny sunflower seed at day-care. On Sept.30th, the day we packed up the U-Haul truck to move to Vancouver Island, it bloomed!
September 30th: "At the Bloomin' 11th Hour!"
Alex's sunflower has bloomed in the nick of time!
Exactly 120 days ago, Alex's tiny fingers poked a single sunflower seed into a soil-filled Styrofoam cup, marking the beginning of "The Oop Sunflower Project". The plant has been through a lot, since then. It germinated in the Styrofoam cup, at day-care and since been transported, planted, transplanted, trampled by a cat, pummeled with rain and hail, suffered through hot sun and cold winds, been tied to a stake (twice) and after all that ... it managed to bloom - the day we moved from Edmonton!
The "Oop Sunflower Project" is a success!
Read on for the rest of this final update. For the full project story, which contains all of the updates in one article - head here.