Daddy Comes Swimming

I am really enjoying swim classes with Cecelia - it's a great start to our Tuesday and Thursday mornings, and if I could do it every morning I would. I wish we had our very own pool. Today Eric was off work to study for his upcoming moduel exam. He was the one who suggested that maybe he'd enjoy taking her to the pool, but then thought maybe he wouldn't have the time. I thought it was a great idea, and with it being very first thing in the morning I thought it'd be a great start to the day for both of them. I suggested it again last night, and he decided it was a good idea. Last minute this morning I decided to come with them and snap a few pictures, and I'm really glad I did. Any chance I get to watch these two spend time together is a happy time for me.

Dad to Cecelia

"Well Cecelia we have to fight the playing urges and close our eyes."
As Cecelia's side of the conversation: "That's easier said than done Dad. My body is awake"
"Well Cecelia we can become masters of our bodies and minds."

Eric's Week Off

It was so nice to have Eric home for a week and a half of vacation. It came at the perfect time, but left far too soon. We did do lots, and we relaxed lots as well. It was so nice to have him around to be with Cecelia, and I know it made a difference to her as well. It's amazing what you can already tell she likes or doesn't like, at not even 6 months of age.
The first weekend was spent mostly running errands and getting our house in order.
Monday was spent at the lake, and I didn't even get any pictures of it because I just soaked up his company and my little family's time together the whole time. Eric and I swam together to the dock for the first time every. It was like we went on a little tiny date - only we could see a pea sized Cecelia back on the shore with Grandma.
Tuesday was spent getting packed and ready for Eric's family vacation to Cardston (as well as shopping for family picture outfits). Tuesday night - far too late - we left for Cardston. It was to be a week away from home and everyday cares, to be spent with Eric's parents and sisters, Jordan and his kids, and the Burt family. Wednesday and Thursday were spent in Cardston doing all kinds of fun things and all kinds of relaxing.  Friday was a day in Waterton.
Here are the things I did catch with my camera.

Cecelia's first time at the swimming pool with Dad

 Max swimming for the first time on his own

 Love these two women so so much.

 We saw a bear on the side of the road - which is good because Eric told the kids before we left " we'll probably see a bear and if you don't go get your socks on you won't be fast enough to out run it. Someone will likely be eaten by a bear while we're there."

 Jordan and his giant foot sitting out from the hike.

 Cecelia handled the glacier water better than I did. She was right in there, ready to go.

 We even got to see Auntie Rachel - working at the Taco Bar.

 There were so many things I did not get pictures of, but I was just enjoying myself too much to even remember to get a camera out.
1. myself, mom and grandma spent some time out at Grandma and Grandma's new (old) house watching them tear it down to make way for a new (brand new) one to be moved on to the property.
2. Eric and Elizabeth had a full day worth of homework to do, where we did not see much of them except at meal times.
3. Uncle Jordan spent most of the week sitting and/or hobbling around because he was stung on his ankle by a wasp and his foot swelled up to at least twice the size of his normal foot.
4. The girls (Elizabeth, Sarah, Jordena and I) watched Music and Lyrics together in the bonus room and did our nails.
5. Plenty of meals eaten, things seen, and moments shared, all facilitated by a wonderful Grandma and Grandpa, who have raised a wonderful set of children.
Cecelia had a rougher than usual time sleeping and nursing while we were there, but it was made so much more bearable by the company of our wonderful man; even in the middle of the night. I was more than spoiled to have him with us.

Crock A Doodle

We were finally in the north of Calgary again today and so we went and picked up another of Eric's Fathers' Day gifts. I went with my prenatal class and painted pottery at Crock a Doodle. They all painted coffee mugs - which Eric would never find a use for - and I debated between either a piggy bank or a butter dish. We've been looking for a butter dish big enough to fit a put brick of butter for as long as I can remember. When I saw one there, I knew we just had to have it. It took me way too long to paint it, and it has none of Cecelia's foot prints or hand prints or anything like that, but I knew my husband would appreciate it. And he did.