He Should Be Thanking Me

BP and I are exceedingly polite people. We are full of pleases and thank-yous and this courtesy extends to each other as well as people with whom we’re less familiar. We think it is very important in a marriage to treat each other with the utmost consideration and we (usually) do. However, I think I went a little overboard last night. We had just finished having sex, and as BP rolled off me I said, absent-mindedly, cheerfully, “thanks dear”.

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Crazymumma, Marla and Penelope and their gals came over for a playdate yesterday afternoon. Crazymumma’s sweet girls did a wonderful job entertaining the little ones. They took great pleasure in dressing up Cakes, who submitted to their ministrations with delight:



Later, Bee enjoyed the same treatment:



We had a really good time and must do it again soon. I think the Toronto gals are due for another cocktail evening as well. Who’s up for it?


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Saturday night we ordered Thai and watched a few episodes of Grey’s Anatomy. This is becoming one of my favourite ways to spend an evening (God I’m getting old).

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This morning our friends across the street joined us for a mommy and daddy playdate. Cakes and G are both very strong-willed girls. They used to clash a little bit but they’ve been enjoying frequent dates and they’ve reached some sort of agreement. Cakes actually hugged and kissed G (I was so jealous):



Alas, the love didn’t last. Cakes took advantage of G’s surprise to bring on some wrestling manoeuvres:




Oh well. At least they’re evenly matched.

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There was a piece in Saturday’s Globe about a cool mom-run business. Boomi's Beads makes fun, fashionable medic-alert bracelets for kids. Toronto mom Sid Kroach came up with the idea after battling with four-year-old son Griffin, diagnosed with juvenile diabetes, to wear the standard-issue bracelet. They offer up to 70 different styles of bracelets, shoe tags and zipper pulls.

You can order here. A portion of revenues is donated to charity.