Dinner Antics

Zoe had her yoga class tonight, so Finn and I finished up dinner together. He's often a bit of a pain as meals get close to the end. We were having fajitas so there was all kinds of things on the table. I left the room as he was finishing his food to get wash up stuff, yellow plums for "fruit" (the course that follows the main dinner course) and fill the sink to wash some dishes. Finn was a bit loud and I ignored him, then very quiet, which must not be ignored. I returned to find him finished his dinner and quietly occupied licking the cheese grater!?!?!?!! Luckily nothing was grated...

Bedtime ***Warning*** May Contain Too Much Information

Finn has been lately calling me into his room early in the evening some nights - usually I think he was asleep or almost and woke up. He often complains about sounds - dogs, trains, buzzing noises and wants his rain sound on (a white noise thing).

I just got called back in tonight, about 10 minutes after I left. Tonight he wanted me to smell his "sausage fart" - he asked if I could bring something in to get rid of the smell. It was pretty stinky. I explained that we have a ceiling fan in his room for just such an eventuality and that it would blow away any and all fart smells (given time) that he could produce.

Finn's 3rd Birthday

We're a bit behind here (again). So I'm back dating this one!

Here are a couple of photos of Finn's 3rd Birthday party - a nice, quiet-ish affair. Family and only one friend who could make it (apparently a lot of people are still having weddings on Saturdays in July!) But it was just as well because two three year olds make a house seem pretty small on a rainy day, nevermind six...

Finn is still a big fan of cake.

Canada Day

We spent a relaxed Canada Day at Riverside Park. Thanks to the Rotary club, we enjoyed a petting zoo, a barbecue and Finn's first pony ride. There were some tears in the line when older kids were weighed and some were told that they were too heavy for the ponies! We thought that Finn was very brave to go with the strangers and be put up on the pony with us out of sight at the far end of the fence. Finn and I later decided that his pony must be named Butterscotch. Look how delighted he is. Unfortunately, I don't think we have room for a pony in the garage.