“I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.”
Well, our big streak of visitors has come to an end as my parents headed back to Minnesota and if you think like Elsa, no one will probably ever visit us again.
Goodbyes are hard, and now that we are so removed from our family and friends it does feel a little more permanent and empty when someone leaves. On a bright note, we did have a wonderful time with my parents and spent sixteen fun filled days sharing our home and lives in Halifax.
For the first time in a long time, we were able to celebrate Halloween together.
Ellinor turned one
We also celebrated Sophie and Soren’s birthday and an early Thanksgiving.
My parents were extremely helpful with the kids as well as assisting me in completing some projects around the house and despite the rainy weather, we managed to get out and explore the city.
Here Ellinor is relaxing on the “deck” of the Titanic at the Maritime Museum of the Atlantic.
Somedays we lunched, certain people napped at lunch and when the weather improved, managed a walk at Point Pleasant Park.
We visited the Fairview Lawn Cemetery, which is the final resting place for over 100 victims of the sinking of the RMS Titanic, including the grave of the Unknown Child. Incidentally, in 2008 they were able to identify this child as Sidney Leslie Goodwin, a 19 month old English boy. if you’re interested, here is some more information about Halifax’s history with the Titanic.
Here we are at Sir Sanford Fleming Park. We moseyed around the grounds but were far too cold to climb up Dingle Tower.
My parents left in the morning as we departed for school and it was a sad time for all. After drop off, I came back to a very quiet house. I anticipated a chill morning, getting back into my solo routine but shortly after I sat down, I received a call from the school saying Soren had hurt himself.
Warning! If you don’t like head wounds, turn away!
Apparently he slipped on a small retaining wall around the playground and fell straight on his head. We spent the day in the ER, but thankfully, no concussion. It was just a bruised face and gash in need of some glue.
Head injuries and all, we were back in our everyday routine and with that, colder temperates and snow on Friday.
My Minnesota instincts kicked in and I warmed up the car, cleaned the snow off and eventually shoveled the driveway once the snow slowed down. I will say winter was much easier when all I had to worry about was getting myself out the door where I would barely brush the snow off and drive away with ice filled windows. Now with four kids, it’s an ordeal and carting them around and getting in and out of the van on a snowy day is less than fun, in fact it’s pretty miserable.
I did enjoy shoveling though. Sure, I could have left the snow to melt once the rain came, but I figured it was a good workout and a way to get some fresh air. This winter already has me feeling cooped up, so I decided I need to take a positive spin on the season. Afterall, if I get a good shoveling exercise session in, I can retreat indoors and drink wine while wearing a pair of long underwear. By the way, long underwear is highly underrated as it serves a functional purpose, but can also be worn as appropriate loungewear around the house, or at least that is what I tell myself. No one has complained yet…