Adventure at Every Turn…

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This morning it was pandemonium and Imodium. A baby deer was trapped in our back yard, unable to hop the fence and follow its mom into the forest. After about 20 minutes of watching it frantically pace along the back fence, I phoned wild life officials who instructed me that baby deer are very placid at it will allow me to lift it over the fence if I pick it up in a towel. Out I went in gloves and a towel (to not leave my scent on it). Well, baby deer are not placid–the tiny creature freaked and pawed at the fence in a panic, and started to flee towards the front road. I backed right off and just then a dog on the road stared barking at it. By the time I got to the back Yard again the baby was gone and so was its mom–I could see her just disappear behind the mountain. I believe the dog terrified the baby so much that it was able to leap the fence.
On to the beach this am to suddenly find myself cursed with my father’s genes: on the upside we are not allergic to mosquitoes and have no reaction whats so ever to them–zilch. We could stand in a tank with a swarm of hungry mosquitoes and come out without a red mark or itch on us. And now onto the down side, we have a sensitive system and when we need to go–we really need to go and fast. All I can say is I am so blessed to have remembered a park near the beach with wonderful toilets.
It was probably for the best that I had to reload the kids in the van and speed away to that park, as Mistaya noted an older man staring at us and put her hands to her eyes like fake binoculars and stared him down–he stared back even more intently. We named him “old man Jenkins.” And all of us were relieved to not have to walk by him with our stroller load of beach equipment after Mist’s stare-down.
And on the work front–tense. Let’s just say Peter and I really should never work together. We are best when our careers pass each other like ships in the night.Though next week I plan to use and abuse my dear sweet nephew, by having him help entertain the troops while I work to finish our collaboration.
Fun in the park last night. Kelowna does this fab “kick start” program for families in the parks each night. Lots of fun and cool equipment to use. Potty training the Pip.I could tell you a funny story but Pip will clobber me when she’s older if I do…

4 Responses

  1. Cliffer
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    Who cares tell us anyways!!!

  2. John's pic of the day
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    I’m with the cliffer. It’s not nice to tease.

  3. QueenMJ
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    It had to do with Tabi’s innocent question. I’d just put Pip in a new pair of curious Geeorge panties. Tabs wondered into the living room where the Pip (in her new panties) was playing and said to me, “Mom, why is there a bump in Pip’s panties?” And you guessed it…there sure was a bump, a big one in back.

  4. Miranda
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    hi mj

    a little update? When do you get KW? ANd when do you leave on your trip?

    ANd btw, you could come visit me at banff, I do get a bit of time off on one of the weekends….

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