Looth Tooth

Ellie has had her first loose tooth since Sunday, and it came out last night. She was upset that it didn’t come out as soon as she discovered it; but finally, sometime during last night, it came out. So she lost her first tooth and then really lost it. We took the bed apart looking for it, but I think she swallowed it… so the Tooth Fairy is going to have to fight with another fairy for that one. Anyway, the gap seems to be affecting her tongue, as it is always trying to escape through the new hole.

Ellie wearing her Nana Knit  sweater.

Where do we stop?

This should be interesting to watch. The government of British Columbia and Canada has finally taken action against some polygamists in BC (www.ctv.ca/CTVNews/Canada/20101122/bc-court-polygamy-law-hearings-101122/).

A few years ago, then Prime Minister Paul Martin toured the world telling everyone who would listen (and even those who wouldn’t) that same-sex marriage was a “fundamental human right”, and shortly thereafter, it became legally allowed in Canada. I’m curious as to how the governments will now justify a law criminalizing one type of marriage but not another. What is the moral standard to say one is right and the other wrong? This was an argument used to oppose same-sex marriage, with some warning that polygamy and group marriages (multiple men and women in one big relationship) was the eventual outcome. Without some basis for morality, where do we stop?

As I said, this will be interesting to watch.

Grain Elevator?

The grand and tall grain elevators of the prairies are iconic icons of a bygone era, with one in each town. This photo is one of the remaining but fast-fading giants of the west…  er…  ?

Ok, on second look, this appears to be a fine example of a themed bus stop along a rural road.

Fall Cleanup

Leaves. We have lots of them at our new house. I now suddenly understand the reason someone decided to invent the leaf blower! I have raked the yard about 4 or 5 times now, and the snow has mercifully covered up the latest crop so I can forget about it until spring. But a few weeks ago, the weather was warmer and the kids came outside while I was raking to “help”.

“Help” from Ethan usually amounted to him waiting until I had a nice big pile of leaves, then he would shuffle his feet through the middle, do a sharp turn and attack the pile from a different direction, thereby ensuring maximum leaf dispersion.

The girls were only too happy to carry armfuls of leaves onto my deck, but when asked to put them in the compost heap they would break out in a chorus of discontent.

I really didn’t mind of course. Their best efforts at chaos only take a minute to reorganize and we are thrilled to have a big yard for them to play in.