WALKS FAR OWEN

These pictures were taken last weekend. We had Owen for the day and I had taken him for a walk in his stroller. It was a beautiful crisp fall day , about 0C(32F). We were gone for about 25-30 minutes. When we got back we did our usual thing with lunch and playing. Then after about an hour and a half, he went and got his coat. He wanted to go back outside.

We got him all bundled up, mitts on, hat on and out we went. He immediately headed for our neighbour's house to look at the the Santa Decoration and the reindeer. He also checked out the decoration around the Birch tree. When we called him to come home, he just looked at us like"You Catch ME". We chased him for a little bit while he laughed the whole time.

We then decided to go for a walk. In the picture we are about 30-40 yards away. At this point, Mrs. Moose decided to catch up with us and we walked about 3-4 house up the street, maybe another 50 yards. He stopped at each house to look at the decorations and even stopped to watch a man on his roof with a
hose cleaning out his eaves trough. Owen thought this was very funny and laughed with glee at the water coming splashing out the downspout.

Mrs. Moose and I thought we better turn around at this point so we didn't have to carry him back. He walked and ran with us all the way. He thought it was great fun. When we got home, he came in the door and immediately turned around to go back out. I guess he wanted more fresh air. So out we went for another 15-20 minutes. All in all it was a very enjoyable day with the best boy that I know.

Fwd: FW: 25 REASONS I OWE MY MOTHER

So true.

 

At last, someone who knows all about children…..

25   REASONS I OWE MY MOTHER   1.My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE   "If You're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just  finished cleaning." 2. My mother Taught me  RELIGION. "You better pray that will come Out of the carpet." 3. My mother taught me about TIME  TRAVEL . "If you Don't straighten up, I'm  going to knock you into the middle of next Week!"   4. My mother Taught me LOGIC. " Because I said so,  that's why." 5.  My mother taught me MORE LOGIC. "If you fall out of that swing and Break your neck, you're not going to the store with me." 6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT. "Make sure you wear clean  underwear, in Case you're in an accident."   7. My mother taught  me IRONY "Keep crying, and I'll give you  something to cry about." 8. My mother taught me About the  science of OSMOSIS. "Shut your mouth and Eat your supper." 9. My Mother taught me about  CONTORTIONISM. "Will you Look at that dirt  on the back of your neck!" 10. My mother taught me about STAMINA. "You'll sit there until all that  spinach Is gone." 11. My mother Taught me about  WEATHER. "This room of yours looks As if a  tornado went through it." 12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY. "If I told you once, I've told  you a Million times. Don't exaggerate!" 13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE. "I brought you into this world, and I  can Take you out." 14. My Mother taught me about BEHAVIOR  MODIFICATION. "Stop Acting like your  father!" 15. My  mother taught me about ENVY. "There are millions of less fortunate Children in this world who don't  have wonderful parents like you do." 16. My mother taught me About  ANTICIPATION. "Just wait until we get home."   17. My mother  taught me About RECEIVING . "You are going  to get it when you Get home!" 18. My mother Taught me MEDICAL  SCIENCE. "If you don't stop Crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."   19. My mother  taught me ESP. "Put your sweater on; don't you think I know When you are cold?" 20. My mother taught me  HUMOR. "When that lawn mower Cuts off your toes, don't come running to me." 21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN  ADULT   "If you don't eat your vegetables,  you'll never Grow up." 22. My mother Taught me  GENETICS. "You're just like your father."   23. My mother  taught me About my ROOTS. "Shut that door  behind you. Do you Think you were born in a barn?"   24. My mother taught  me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand." 25. And my Favorite:   My mother taught me About  JUSTICE "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you.

 

 

 

 

UNUSUAL VISITOR

Yesterday was a reasonably warm day in this part of Alberta. As I was looking out the front window, a quick flicker of red across the street caught my attention. There, in the neighbours Mayday tree was a Pileated Woodpecker. It is the largest of the woodpecker family, being the size of a crow. It is also the bird that was the inspiration for Woody Woodpecker.

The male has a red stripe under the beak that runs to the throat. The female does not. Apparently they are year round residents nesting in the hollows of rotting trees. They make these hollows themselves with their tough hammering beak.

Usually they like fairly heavy forested areas, so to see one here in Spruce Grove , near the open spaces is not an every day occurrence.

They weigh 10-12 oz. When they fly away , you can hear them call-"kuk-kuk-kuk". Once you hear it you won't forget it.

In all the years I have lived in Alberta this is the first Pileated Woodpecker I have seen. We normally get the Downie Woodpecker, who is nowhere near as large . It also doesn't have as much red on the head.

I certainly hope this is not the last we see of this magnificent bird.

CRISP FALL DAY

These pictures were taken at our house last Friday. We were baby-sitting Owen for a couple of hours. It was a beautiful fall day- crisp and cold. This will be his first fall and winter where he is mobile. Last year, of course, he was bundled up.

The first picture is him hiding behind a cedar tree near our front gate. He was using the cedar to hide behind and we would pretend we couldn't see him. He would then poke his head around the tree with the biggest grin on his face. He even kept his hood up so his ears wouldn't get cold. Usually he hates anything on his head.

He went there when the dogs in the back yard started to bark. He wanted to see them and so he peeked through the gate and called them. Of course, they were right there and he was thrilled. He laughed and laughed, while they tried to lick his face between the boards. I guess they also looked funny to him because he couldn't see the whole dog.

When he got bored talking to the dogs we called him and he came running out to see us. He still had his mitts (with idiot strings) still on his hands . He also was quite proud of his new running shoes. I am amazed at how well he can move in them as they are a lot clunkier than his other shoes.

This was a day where he was just enjoying life and being outside. Even with his cold, he did not want to come in. The jacket kept him nice and warm and so we stayed out. We also went for a walk and he tried to go up to the neighbours house. When I wouldn't let him do that, I found out he has a real temper. Mean Grandpa!!! The nice thing is that it doesn't last long. Just a quick burst and it is over.

I am looking forward to when he can see his breath. That should be interesting.

Fwd: Fw: Golden Compass

I sure won't be taking my grandkids to this one. It's good to know.....


> Here's a heads up for any of you with kids or grandkids.
> I'm usually pretty cool on other's beliefs, but his is just plain wrong!
> http://www.snopes.com/politics/religion/compass.asp

Fwd: This is universal!

Interview with God - absolutely beautiful . No matter what you believe, this is worth the 60 seconds it takes to watch. Click on: The interview     "What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others."   Pericles

Fwd: FW: The Spoon

I had topass this on. I received it from a good friend . Enjoy.

Subject: The Spoon

Makes you think twice about eating at restaurants!

The Spoon

 

 

 

A lesson on how consultants can make a difference in an organization. Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket. It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?' 'Well, 'he explained, the restaurant's owner hired Andersen Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift.' As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his spare. 'I'll get another spoon next time I go to the kitchen instead of making an extra trip to get it right now.' I was impressed. I also noticed that there was a string hanging out of the waiter's fly. Looking around, I saw that all of the waiters had the same string hanging from their flies. So, before he walked off, I asked the waiter, 'Excuse me, but can you tell me why you have that string right there?' 'Oh, certainly!' Then he lowered his voice. 'Not everyone is so observant. That consulting firm I mentioned also learned that we can save time in the restroom. By tying this string to the tip of our you-know-what, we can pull it out without touching it and eliminate the need to wash our hands, shortening the time spent in the restroom by 76.39%. I asked quietly, 'After you get it out, how do you put it back?' 'Well,' he whispered, 'I don't know about the others, but I use the spoon.'

 

 

 

ATHABASCA FALLS, JASPER, ALBERTA

This is one of my favourite spots in Jasper National Park. It is Athabasca Falls and is about 30 miles south of the Town of Jasper. The river is the Athabasca River and is fed by the Athabasca Glacier which is part of the Columbia Icefield. Lots of Athabascas there isn't there?

As you can see in the first picture , the water is fast moving and crashes over the rocks. It is so powerful that it has actually cut a channel on either side of the rock at the top of the falls. There is a lookout on the bank to the right of the rock where you can stand and look straight down the falls. The drop is probably 80-9o- feet and the water is boiling so much that the mist comes up and sprays you in the face. There is a barrier at the lookout to keep you from getting too close and going over the falls. You would think this would be common sense but every couple of years, you hear about somebody who has gone past the barrier and not come back alive.

The reason they don't come back can be seen in pictures 2 and 3. These "potholes" have been carved out of solid rock by the scouring action of the water. And scouring it is. The water in the second picture is churning around as if in a washing machine . It rises and falls about 12-16 feet every 20 seconds or so. The crashing against the walls produces a mist thick enough that the sun shining through creates a rainbow. he water doesn't just flow out the other end into the river either. Because of the shapes of these "potholes', the water sloshes around and anything caught up in it just keeps getting tossed around and around. Eventually it gets spits out the end and into the river. The log in the 'pothole" is jammed so tightly that it will not budge from that spot at all. I presume it will be there until it rots away

I remember there was a tourist who went over one year and the search for his body went on for the longest time. Two years later they found a body just downstream, where the river calms. It was the tourist. They identified him by what was left of his shirt. He was so battered and broken by being in the "pothole" for such a long time that he was unrecognizable

The third picture is an old "pothole" that only gets water in it from the very edge of the river. The channel of the river has changed over time and this "pothole" is getting cut off from the source. You can see how round and deep they are. Also notice the strata of the rock. Level upon level of rock squeezing itself together over the millenia. And smooth. It is as if someone has taken a piece of sand paper and spent long hours polishing the stone.


The fourth picture shows the opening where the river exits the rock and calms down. The exit is the black spot almost directly below the small break in the trees. At this point, there is a beautiful sand and rock beach. The water has stopped it roiling and crashing and is now moving fairly calmly. It is such a contrast from just upstream. With the mountain in the background, it is so tranquil that there is a spirituality about it. The magnificence of the place speaks and says what a great power has created such beauty.

I love going to this spot and just sitting or standing quietly while the peace sinks into me.

Fwd: FW: 50's car video.

For those of us old enough to remember and for those of you to young to know what you missed …

 

 

 

 

 

  This is one video that really brings back my younger years. For those of you growing up in the 50's & 60's enjoy I'm sure you will even remember what you were doing when you hear some of the songs.

click below  : http://oldfortyfives.com/CarsWeDrove.htm

 

TIME FLIES

Where does the time go? I was reminded today that I haven't posted in a week. I don't know why but the time has just flown by.

A lot of my time has been spent with Owen. Kristin was called in to substitute teach yesterday and so I went over to their house at 7:30 in the morning. When you have been off work on disability for as long as I have, this is early. I certainly didn't mind though. He normally sleeps until about 9:30 but yesterday he was wide awake at 8: 20.
He was a little surprised when I walked into his room instead of his mother or father, but not really bothered by it. He is certainly comfortable enough with other members of our family.

We went downstairs and he went to his highchair. He sat there quietly eating a piece of toast with peanut butter and a glass of milk while I made him two scrambled eggs. He loves scrambled eggs. He has this for breakfast just about every day.

After breakfast, it was a diaper change and get dressed, then into the basement to play. I took the paper down with me thinking I might be able to read it while he played with his toys. Ya, right! He expects me to play with him, which of course I FORCE myself to do. UH HUH! He has a ride-em toy that he loves. He hasn't quite figured out how to use his feet to make it go yet.so I push him on it. Yesterday, I taught him how to say "Push Grandpa". He hasn't yet perfected it but he is getting there.

Most of the morning was spent going from toy to toy to toy. He finds vwry innovative ways to play with some of his toys.

We did go out for a walk but it was pretty cold and I forgot his mitts. We weren't out long. We came home and he had a snack of old Cheddar. He loves strong cheese. We also had a few cookies and milk.

We did do something new . He has a ball that is about the size of a soccer ball, but light weight. Usually he picks it up and 'throws " it. I thought I would kick it to him and play keep away. After about one minute he had the idea and was starting to kick the ball around and trying to keep it away from me. I'll make a pro soccer player of him yet-- except for the faking injury. He also decided he would like to wrestle. This, too was a first time event.

At 12:00 he had lunch-spaghetti, milk, water, juice, yogurt. While I cleaned up he went to play in the dog kennel. Somehow he pinched his finger in the door when he was closing it. No damage but a bit of crying.Then downstairs for more play.

At 1:30 I was exhausted so I took him up for his nap. As soon as I closed the blind in his room, he knew he was going to bed. As placed him in the cry, he started to cry. He was raring to go. He held his little arms out to me with this "you're deserting me look" on his face. within a minute of me going into he basement, I could hear on the baby monitor that he was asleep. I had to wake him at 3:30 when Kristin got home. He was still very tired. As for me , I slept very very well last night.

I think I am enjoying him so much because when you are the parent and working, you miss a lot of the little things kids do as they grow and learn.