So I find that if I log on to the laptop at home, one version of my weblog universe comes up - the one I normally see at work (on my break of course). Then, if I log on to the main computer with the gorgeously large screen we received for Christmas, I see the original version, the one with the majority of the comments and the one I think most people are seeing - but I'm not sure because by golly people just don't comment anymore...
Oh man.
Franklin is upstairs crying and it's breaking my heart not to come to his aid.
I've found I have to step back a bit more these days. Franklin needs to know that Dad can handle the messy moments just as well as Mom. For awhile there, it was nothing but me. Then I stepped back and it was back to normal. Now, since returning from Pender Island, it's been a little clingy again. Most of the folks at the wedding, D went to high school with so he was a bit preoccupied most of the time. This left me and a three year old doing the crab walk down the boardwalk and discussing the rules of Crazy Eights by the fire.
We had a great time, and basically, I told D to bugger off and hang with friends he probably won't see again until someone's funeral... but still, it was a Mom and Franklin all request weekend.
Speaking of the weekend, it was wonderful.
I've never been to Pender Island. My oh my! The construction that is happening all over the place! Real estate is so addictive. It made me want to join in the frenzy and fix ourselves a little hide-a-way somewhere for retirement.... you know while things are cheap?!?
Yes, that's where it the little dream popped.
Whatever. Land owners are bourgeois lay-abouts.
Yeah, that's it...
The highlight of the trip - other than, say,
all of it - was the fact that a disposable camera was left in the room for Franklin. At first, the bucket and shovel were the prizes that were pounced upon. Then, the dolphin stickers found there way to everyone's hand. Somehow, the Denman Island chocolate mysteriously left the bucket...
But, after awhile, the camera got a good look over.
The first shot was of his nostrils of course, but after a short while he was priming the flash and positioning the lens like a pro. Of course, there was also the fascination of taking close up shots of my fingernail, the shells on the beach and almost an underwater excursion in the toilet bowl and the inevitable shot under the shirt. However, I'd say that a good 50% of them turned out quite well.
I'll be posting the results tomorrow on flickr.
I'm sure you are all quivering in anticipation.
Posted by Ada
