Monday, April 6, 2009

I have mixed feelings about this...

Fiona was cleaning up the basement playroom this afternoon while I was working from home in my office. Just about quitting time, Deidre came to my office with a request from Fee.

"Mom wants you to get her a bin to... she needs a place to put..."

I looked at her with an 'out-with-it-already' look on my face.

"She wants..." Deidre was clearly struggling to come up with the right word for something.

"It's okay; I'm just about finished here. I'll ask her myself."

"She wants a bin to put those things that you can only play in the playroom or in your room."

I looked at her quizzically, then shrugged and stood up. "It's okay, I'll ask her myself." I said as I started for the door of my office.

"TAPES! Mom wants to store the tapes from the playroom."

Again, I looked at her; uncomprehending. Then I got it. And I laughed, all the way to the playroom.

"What did I say that was so funny?"

I told Fiona about the exchange, and as I described how Deidre was struggling for the word, she smirked as well, clearly understanding why I was so bemused.

I don't think I've ever felt as old as I did just then, knowing that my child was more familiar with CDs and DVDs than with VHS tapes, but I'm glad she's not overly-saddled with working knowledge of obsolete technology.

I'm betting this is how Grandpa felt when Dad was messing about with cars instead of horses.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Rail Trail Casualty

I took Emma and Deidre for a bike ride on the Rail Trail and we found this poor fellow at the end of the parking lot.

Sent from my G1...

Well, I won't have to do that again for a long time

I took the training wheels off Deidre's bike yesterday.  She's done little else since then.

Sent from my G1...

Friday, April 3, 2009

Liz's Birthday Cake

Originally, we were going to have Liz here this weekend to celebrate her birthday, but plans changed.  So, before we freeze this for next weekend when we do have her, I snapped this picture.

Sent from my G1...