Rosemary loves her spot in the kitchen. She's in the middle of everything and can be entertained easily.
Daddy is scratchy.
But he gives good hugs.

The City of Ottawa has a tree program whereby you sign up online, pick a tree, and one fine day, they drop it off at your house. It's a red maple, and Finn loves his tree.
Here he's using his shovel to add the mulch to our new tree.
Finn is in charge of watering it. He takes his job seriously.
Rose's job is to be cute.
And to smile lots.

My job -- one of many, many these days -- is to be crowned Queen Mommy by Finn The Destroyer of anything he can get his hands on.

Finn really, really likes Auntie Dawn. 

I am 32 today! Woo-hoo! 

Sunday mornings are a little chaotic,
a little bleary-eyed, 
but relaxing anyway.
And cute.
Did I mention cute?
Holy crap, is she cute!

Could she be any cuter or any pinker? No, I don't think it would be possible.
Dawn is in town, and we're on the town. On our trip to downtown, I had to sit in the back with the children. It was kind of fun, albeit a bit squishy.

These cats are likely the nicest people on the hill, IMO.
Finn loved the cats.
And was especially interested in the raccoon. I've never seen a raccoon before. Does Alberta even have raccoons? Dylan suggested we burnt them all in barrels of oil; hence no raccoons. He tries to tell his co-workers in Alberta, there's so much oil, people bbq over barrels of it. Ha ha, Dylan. Ha. Ha.

Enjoying a cookie on the canal. 

A wonderful Saturday afternoon.