life with 3 boys - 1 big one and 2 small ones

Sunday, June 27, 2010

1st Camping Trip

Last weekend was our first campout of the season.  We decided to go to Churchill at Lac La Biche. 

Well it is beautiful there and I recommend it.  It is nicely treed, big stalls and beautiful beaches, and lots of hiking/biking trails.

Malcolm was so excited to be going camping, he was really jumping up and down and could not stop talking.  Within 1/2 an hour of being their Aleksander fell out of the camper and got a big bump on his head and Malcolm got his finger stuck in a flashlight somehow (I thought it was going to be broken).   There was about an hour of crying but all was healed with roasted marsmellows.

Despite the few bumps at the beginning of the weekend it was a great camping trip.  We went with another family and had a great time.  It was one of their first times camping as a family.  I hope they liked it and had fun.  The kids played great and the adults also played great.   The husbands seemed to get along,  who wouldn't get along after a few beers by a campfire.  Aleksander and Malcolm do love being in the outdoors and I am so happy that they are finding the joy in camping like my husband and I do.  We are planing are next camping trip for July 2 weekend if anyone is interested.

i love you more!

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

This post if for my first born.  What do say about your first born?  Life definitely takes on a different meaning after you have a child. 

Malcolm was born on May 17, 2006.  Pregnancy was great throughout.  Labour and delivery was 3 hours in total.  He was a healthy 8 pound 14 ounces of joy.  We named him Malcolm after PJ's dear friend who past away suddenly 2 months before he was born.

Malcolm was an amazing baby and at 2 months he became an amazing crier!  For about 4 months he cried every afternoon for a few hours.  Who could blame him though he suffered from reflux and would projectile vomit every time he nursed.

Other than that he was the cutest baby boy that quickly became the chubbiest, squeezable baby.  He definitely loved his mama and became quite attached to me (and still is).  He reached all his milestones just like the parenting books said he would (now with 2 kids I have no idea when which kid should be doing what).

As a toddler, Malcolm was very quiet and shy.  He stuck pretty close to me especially in new situations.  He loved playing with me-he especially loved playing with musical instruments and dancing around (this seems to be a common theme in our house-it couldn't be because I play 3 instruments and my husband can pick up an instrument and figure it out).  He also loved just being outside even in the middle of winter.  I remember one cold day he was bundled up so much he could barely move, but there was no way he was coming inside.

Malcolm just recently turned 4.  He is still  a very sweet little (actually he is huge for his age) boy.  He still prefers to be by his mama's side, but he now is not stressed when I have to leave him at his Baba's or at a friends for awhile.  He still loves music and is dying for a real drum set- I told him that the music store said that he had to be 10 years old- I am pretty sure that Pj will be coming home one day soon with a drum set (he is also dying for one too).  Malcolm is really enjoying sports too.  This past winter her learned to skate and we took him to the Mountains and went downhill skiing.  He is in soccer right now and is loving it!  Swimming is something else that we love to do and he is definitely a fish.  This winter I am sure we will be busy with hockey although I am not sure if I am ready for it.  Of all things, Malcolm's favorite activity is pretend play.  He has a pretty good imagination.  One minute we are knights, the next minute we are knights that are training jedis that are going on a mission to outer space.  Every night we have to read a book, but there is no way he is going to sleep without a story that we make up-he for sure gets all his storytelling abilities from his papa.

I try to make my boys feel special.  I always tell Malcolm that he is my favourite oldest boy.  He then tells me "I know and you are my favourite Mama"-I guess we both get to feel special.

I love you more!