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(Just smile and say "thank you", Grant.)
Photo: And they say bad luck comes in threes...how about sixes?
Photo: The official "Grad" photo...so innocent, if only they knew.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"
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Photo: And they say bad luck comes in threes...how about sixes?
Photo: The official "Grad" photo...so innocent, if only they knew.
Photo: Our little family of ducks has turned our front lawn into their home for the spring. I was finally able to get some pictures of our new house guests. They're kind of cute...but make a big mess..jpg)
Photo (above): Wonder Grant. This is what happens when your mommy tinkers on the computer too much.
Photo (above): When the snow finally arrived, the boys were all ready for it.
...and these are Rob and Roy's feet. Roy...how did you get your
Photo (above): Hmmm, maybe they were singing Lady Marmelot. Rob definitely enjoyed it.
Photo: It's not a party without silly hats and horns.
Photo: Rob and Norma in a duet. Back off Norma, he's all man and he's mine.
Photo: Let me guess...at the Copa, Copa Cabana... Go Brian!
Photo: Karaoke Kween Nathalie with husband Larry.
Photo: Three Connors brothers...and Brian again!
Photo: Ashley and Grant are just a little bit hyper waiting for Santa's big arrival.
Photo: Introducing Rob on guitar and Grant on drums..jpg)
Photo: Grant plays an encore to a sell-out basement crowd.
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Photo: Poor Ashley, all she got for Christmas was...everything..jpg)
Photo: Grant is the king of his own toy mountain.
Photo: Rob and our neighbour Shawn.
Photo: Brock needs to grow into his sou'wester hat a bit more.
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Photo: Ashley preparing to launch her ball from the sling shot. Hit the target and win an ice cream!
Photo: Grant (red shirt) catching a ride on the Cow Train Express.
Being the first day of Sunday shopping, Rob decided he should go into work that Sunday so the kids and I went to the Valley for some apple and pumpkin picking. Did we really need 25 pounds of apples? No. But did we have fun picking them? Yes.

Photo: Fearless Grant climbing to the top of the tree for the best picks.

Photo: Wedding crashers Ashley and her friend Kaleigh try to break up a pumpkin wedding on the way home from apple picking.
Our neighbours Roy & Joanne were kind enough to invite us over for Thanksgiving dinner on the Sunday. We had a really nice time and it was great having turkey and not having to do all the work.
Photo: Hanging out at Peggy's Cove are Cheryl, Brooke (Ashley's friend), Brian, Ashley, Grant and Rob.

Photo: Rob watching the waves crash at Peggy's Cove.


So why did I lose everyone I went there with? Well, when you rely on actually hearing a cell phone ring at a rock concert with 50,000 people, that's your first mistake. Secondly, when you rely on your cell phone working when your entire body (including the undergarments under your undergarments) feel like they've just come out of the washing machine, that's your next mistake. Finally, don't think you can go pee and find your way back through 50,000 standing concert goers. So, rather than drown in my sorrows (no pun intended) I decided to make do and enjoy the night. My standing area view wasn't the greatest but it certainly was warm squeezed in there with the other general admission ticket buyers. There was so much pot in the air that I figure merely breathing helped numb the shivers.
Photo (above): Ashley holding the starfish she caught at Basin Head beach