Do It For Dad - Prostate Cancer Walk
Hello everybody!
We've been participating in the Prostate Cancer walk for the last four years. Many of you know that I lost one of my dads to this disease when Quentin was only a few months old. He never met Jade. Breast Cancer walks get more attention, but this one has affected us personally and so we make a point of doing this walk every year. Please take the time to sponsor us, every little bit helps. The four of us will be doing the walk on Father's Day at Burnaby Lake, rain or shine.
https://secure.e2rm.com/registrant/personalPage.aspx?EventID=11064&LangPref=en-CA&RegistrationID=311795Okay, I'm silly and don't quite know how to just do a link, so I'll try that later at home tonight. I'll also change the picture on my sponsor page to one a little more relevant to the family.
Thank you so much for your support!
Phone pictures
Daddy has a new cell phone with a camera. Here's a few of the shots we've snagged.
At the playground:
Visiting Mommy at work:
Sharing lemons with Mommy, notice she's showing me how to open up in order to eat it...:
And an obligatory tub/crazy hair shot. There was another one that had her smiling, but it was much, much fuzzier. The problems with a phone camera... :
Adorable children
At church on Sunday, Quentin said that he'd never seen Jesus before.
"But he's everywhere, right Mom? And God?"
Yes, dear.
"Why can't I see God?"
Well, honey, because he's everywhere, if we could see him, we couldn't see anything else. I wouldn't be able to see you and you wouldn't be able to see me because all we would see is God.
"Well, I would just say 'Excuse me' to God."
Jade learned how to say "I love you" and in fact spent a good half hour the second day she knew she could say it just yelling it at me. She speaks quite well, considering her age. She is also very accident prone. Right now she has a giant bruise on the side of her face from falling off her chair. There are enough bruises on her legs to rival Auntie Taira. She's fearless and tries to do everything Quentin does. And Quentin's enough of an imp to encourage it.
We spent Saturday going to music class, then releasing baby salmon into the neighbourhood stream. They enjoyed that. Quentin named his fish 'Kitty' and Jade named hers "Fishie."
Tyler is waiting patiently, okay maybe a little impatiently, to be told when he can attend school. There's a waiting list to get into the courses.
I've been busy with teaching. People think they're being positive in saying how little time is left in the school year, while I try not to think about how little time I have job security. All people with less than two years and seven months under contract are being laid off this year, so who knows if it will be possible to bring me back. Everyone says that they'll have me back, but four years of teaching in four different schools gives me little confidence in that. My psyche just can't handle being optimistic about that again. I know I'll get work again, but that doesn't mean it will be in September, let alone in the same school.
Guy Gavriel Kay's new book
Ysabel is great. (No, that's not a link, it's just the appropriate way to signify a book title...just taught that in school so thought I should use it.) It's not as...heavy? as his other books. It's a book that younger readers can get into easily if they are looking to go beyond Harry Potter or Dan Brown. If you are a reader of Kay's anyways, don't find out anything about it and just start reading. Trust me. As always, Kay doesn't like to start his stories with "This person is like this and lives in the area where this stuff happens," but rather introduces that information through the story itself. It makes it a little harder for some readers to get into his books, but getting through that first twenty pages is always worth it.
Be well.
