6 weeks old

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After a blueberry peach jam frenzy, we were off to meet our 6 week old pup. She’s a beauty!

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The countdown is on… 2 weeks until she comes home.

She hung out in our arms and peeked out from under the breeder’s chair,

she was definitely calmer than “mud face” (the whiter one the breeder gave this name!) who chewed Stefan’s pant leg and romped around the whole visit.

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Puppy tips?

So far we’ve heard if you put a ticking clock near their kennel it reminds them of their mum’s hearbeat and calms them.

If you put a box in the kennel at first you can use a bigger one, and they are not as likely to pee/poo on one side as they sleep on the other!

Our little sprites are soooooooo ready for this new addition!

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This is Daria’s dance outfit from modern last year… I add it as we try to decide whether to continue in modern.

Classes this year are on Saturdays!

I think we’re opting for the girls to do a gymnastics class together instead. We shall see!


Our new girl

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2016. A giant year. Stefan is entering kindergarten. Diana and Kurt turn 40.

And we are choosing to join the land of dog owners, the canine land, puppy-dom…

Yes, we are inviting into our lives a pooch, a pup, a “man’s best friend”.

I’ll be the first to admit I am going in somewhat blind.

Today was the first day that any of us had gone to meet a not-yet-3 week old puppy that we are soon to call ours.

First I must say a wee Amen to “firsts”. I do love firsts. New experiences. Jumping in.

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Will it be one of the cream color? The one on the left is a bit darker, the other whiter. Or will it be the lone black female?

Time will tell. The breeder is to choose the “most confident, easygoing” female for us.

Advice? Sure throw it our way!

I think we always enter “firsts” in life a bit blind, no?

Isn’t that how we learn, discover what is for us and what isn’t… being blind or blindsided is what “firsts” are all about.

The alternative? We could stay with what we know, what is predictable, what is certain.

Or what we perceive as certain. For we all know nothing is.

My guess is this girl will be ours. The whitest:


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But just a hunch. Time will tell.

This was a pretty special, skookum, melt my heart moment.

I think their expressions say it all.

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Yes, we know we are crazy.

Yes, we know there may be sleepless nights. Check. We are used to those.

Yes, we know you can’t take them to restaurants. Check. We don’t go to any now! Ha ha.

Yes, we know puppies poop. In our yard. Check.

We also planted 5 blackberry bushes back there. We aim to use our yard to the fullest. Why else is it there?

Yes, we know dogs need walks. Check. I have been walking my neighbor’s dog 3x/week consistently for over 2 years.

So, the only thing I see yet to do to prepare for this mystery – we officially have 36 days to declutter our home, our schedule, and our soul and prepare for new love.

Not a shabby undertaking.

One I’m excited for.

I kind of learn by necessity sometimes.

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I never had a puppy growing up. Or in my 20s, or my 30s…

I know this dog will teach me lessons I much need. And cannot seem to teach myself. Growing, adapting, changing. I’m strapped in.

I have no knowledge, no wisdom to share about dogs. What I have heard is that 77 year old Dr. Jane Goodall misses being a pet owner herself – of dogs, that is. “I can’t, can I? Three hundred days on the road?” she exclaims.

I choose to trust her 77 year old wisdom. Apparently a dog (not a chimp!) is her favourite animal. She gave an amazing snippet in an interview I can’t find right now, about insights she has each time she spends time with a dog.

I’ve given this choice much thought.

In fact I first inquired about being a guardian for Lina back in October of 2013.

Kurt and I did not give parenthood this much thoughtful consideration. Some decisions are heart decisions, not a fit for “pros” and “cons” lists.

And this is another one of those.

Pray for us if you like!

I am already grateful for this gift to our family.

p.s. if you are interested you can meet our pup’s parents here. Ours will be a “Standard Teddy Bear Golden Doodle” and have a soft wavy (vs. curly) coat.




I am in adoration of these 3 beauties. I look at photos like this and can hardly believe how incredibly blessed I am.

Feeling fortunate to be going offline for 2 weeks.

Feeling not so proud of all the mothering moments it took to get here…

But so looking forward to another family vacation to our favourite beaches.

Your mom has missed you incredibly. In my striving to provide for you and all I somehow feel you need, I have lost the central aspect for a time.

It is time to come back home to these 3, to play some rounds of badminton, and read some books, and marvel at the wonder of mother nature’s bounty.

I do pray I have an OT partner in place in a few months. Someone to share my passion and zeal for this work with, and someone to share the load.

Open up some wide open spaces in my life that are so needed.

Phases like these past few months are meant to be for a short time, not a life time.

May I remain accountable to those words.

And now to try to sleep… I’m WAY too excited to see these 3 frolic!


Happy 9 years Daria

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I am deeply and richly blessed to be this child’s mom.

I am so proud of all she is, all she is becoming, and how she navigates and responds to her world.

“That’s a nice birthday present” she said as I rubbed her feet/legs just before she fell asleep for her last night as an 8 year old.

Yup, 9 years ago right now I was labouring. At home. Hoping for a home birth.

It would be a long night, and Daria would join us in the world at 6:30am.

I would not change a thing.

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I love all the mess, and all the joy this child brings to my life.

She has taught me much in her 9 short years. More than I could have imagined or dreamed of.

And today we celebrated as a family with simplicity.

The simple rhythm of dancing with other adults and children, 5 rhythms, at my favourite community space The Hub.

A stop at “The Garage” for some simple food. A nap.

Simple “upcycled” gifts from her siblings.

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And, yup, a birthday scavenger hunt, that unveiled a dream she’s had for 2 years running…

My water girl. My soulful girl. My girl who is perfect in every way.

Happy 9th birthday, Daria. I am astounded at your gratitude and appreciation of each moment.

She prepared these thank you cards yesterday…


Even on her own birthday, thinking of others, and sharing gratitude.

We love you Daria!!! We are all so blessed to be your family.



Easter Breakfast


This morning Kurt mused why we don’t always have such a bright and beautiful breakfast table.

One of our family’s favourite days of the year. Easter Sunday.

We have a full day of traditions around this day – egg discovering in the yard, church service, sharing a meal with my parents and our friends Lesley, Geoff & Skyla.

This year we added a new element.

Barley porridge!

I made this the night before. Delicious on its own. The two littles GOBBLED 2 bowls up before their egg hunting…

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And then I took the rest of the barley porridge, just as the gal writing the blog suggests, zing in the Vitamix with 6 eggs and a spurt of oil.

Fried them up.

Seriously the best pancakes!! So tasty.

This will be a repeated recipe in our house, particularly since the girls are growing tired of the same, same oat porridge.

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Had to share this as in my 8th day off out-of-the-house work, I am feeling revitalized. The first passion to come back – you got it – FOOD!

I also made a “Raspberry Un-cheese cake” (vegan, gluten free) for the first time in several years. Yummy Easter dessert.

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That I really don’t mind if my children have seconds of. Basically nuts, dried fruit and lots of nutritional power.

I do so love these kids.

It has been such a treat to spend the first week of Spring break with them….

I can only imagine what blessings week 2 will bring (along with a bit more “work for work”).

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A soul day

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A nourishing day. The gift of a lifetime.

I am so proud of how our children meet the offerings of this amazing community.

In countless ways. In their ability to connect with new friends with such fluidity and harmony.

A once reserved 3 year old who now bloomed into a daring 6 year old ready to be one of 10 girls on the ice.


In an arena with many seats filled. She took hold of a dynamic routine, staying tuned in to others, and sharing her new passion – the ICE!

A sweet 4 year old with a flippy floppy top hat. Waving, smiling, gliding. And picking out all his loved ones in the audience!

When I asked him how he did that, he just said “I have good eyes Mom”. Yup, you do my sweet boy.

To contribute. Drink in. Treasure.


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Well done my sweeties, well done!!!

As a mom my heart stretches every time I watch you, my children, take on something new, something I see as challenging, something I can make complicated and feel worried about…

And to you it comes naturally, easily, smoothly…

I learn from you every day. EVERY moment I am with you.

Will I learn I can relax and drink in these moments? They really are here to bless us.
These gorgeous moments pass quickly…

And left… not just memories, but so much present day joy, reverberations of our shared experiences.




The years are short, cuddle them!

As we were getting ready for bed, Stefan asked if he’d be able to wear his monkey Christmas pjs next year at Christmas. Dad replied “well you might be a bit bigger next year”. So he says “I might be 7 next Christmas… then you’d miss your little boy Stefan, hey?”.


Yup, ain’t that the truth.

The present moment is all there is.

Cuddles on the recliner with my mid stroke Janelle as she suffers a wee headache after a long school day.

Admiring a block tower built as a landing for a wooden plane.

Carrying mittens, lunch kits, and treasures found from the beach.

Listening always.
Reflecting their feelings in every moment. Letting them know they are heard.

Things may not always go their way, but I hear you. I hear you. I hear you.

And, I see you. I see you. I see you.

I know what you like, I know what is important to you.

And I will carve out the time you need. Now.

Always. To the best I can.

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I will love you always. No matter what. Nothing can separate us. Nothing.

I admire my 8 yr old, preparing for her piano recital and now her upcoming dance show.

I admire my mid stroke, Janelle, always eager to interact and play with everyone.

And, for my little boy who turned 4, I am now creating the most wonderful dolly for you to love.

Stretching my creative self.

Sacrificing sleep.

Facing my demons. The ones that tell me I will not make a good enough dolly. That I am not artistic.

The ones that kept the dolly materials on the shelf for months. Staring at me. Daring me.

And now… they have been crafted into limbs.

Lying here next to the doll I made several years ago. The one given to this now wonderful 8 yr old girl who cuddles and cares for her so tenderly.

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I am cuddling these years.

And, giving up a bit of my food passion in the meantime…

What is up with food these days? The price of veggies stops me in my tracks.

I am finding other outlets for my creativity.

And going with the simplicity of dried legumes and squash, potatoes, rice… salads. Dressings.

I am fortunate that food will always be there.

Quality hours with my 3 favourite souls…. those I am working to cultivate in 2016.