Spren Burger

I was so excited to get my first item of mail today when my health card arrived. However, the Ontario Ministry of Health is so desperate for people, they had to hire somebody who couldn't spell. My health card reads Spren Burger. I know the P is right next to the O, but haven't you heard of proofreading? Now I have to wait 2 more weeks for the right card. Let's hope I don't get sick.

Look Mom, no hands!

I'm getting much stronger. I not only eat quite a bit more, but I can do it on my own. As evidenced by this shot, no giant person needs to hold my protein source. I can do it all myself. Pretty soon, I'll be fishing and hunting my own meat and growing my own veggies. Except Daddy tells me I should specialize and that's the way to succeed in this economy.

What'cha readin'?

This is Eric. A good guy to know in a pinch as he is a paramedic. He doesn't say too much to me but he's focused on his reading. He must know a lot as he competes in trivia competitions. He's also good at poker, or at least he should be, by the amount he plays.

Surf's up Dude!

Mommy got me a surfboard to practise on before I get to Cuba. It's gnarly. The waves were pretty rough though. I couldn't get upright on my feet today. It will come when the stormy weather subsides. In the meantime, I'll have to work on my balance and my vocab, dude, so I can "ride the wave".

Mr. T.

The only other man to risk the "baby shower". Jim Thompson came to pick us up and drive us home. It felt good to soak in some testosterone. I feel like a man again. Remind me not to do this again.

Pooper Paradise

I pick 4th row, 2nd one in. No, 2nd row, 1st one in. Oh, I can't decide. Too many choices. I felt like a kid in a candy store. Just give me all the diapers!

Chillin' with Michelle

I'd only just met Michelle, but I could tell she would be one of those very cool aunts that would let me get away with anything. I'll have to keep her e-mail address handy. I can't wait to meet her husband "Fathead". He got me a fantastic hockey bathrobe for when I'm 3 years old. Talk about planning ahead.

When's spaghetti night?

I got to hang out with the Jaeggin ladies. I have a feeling I might be spoiled at the next Jaeggin "Spaghetti Night".

Estrogen Alert

Mommy brought me to a baby shower in my honour. While I loved being the star of the show, I felt my estrogen levels going through the roof. Daddy has promised to take me to the boys to play poker the next time such an event occurs.

Laughter with LJ

I've been told I'm a sound sleeper, but they really believed it after I slept right through the famous guffaw of Leslie. I can't wait to watch a Disney movie with the greatest laugher in the world.

Rocky Burger

Let me at 'em Mommy. I'm ready to take on Apollo, Clubber Lang or even the dreaded, Ivan Drago. Who wants a piece?

Drop and Give me 20

I'm not even a month old and Daddy and Mr. Marley are working me hard. At least they're keeping me motivated by doing the pushups with me. He keeps telling me the 2026 Games are not far off.

Glamma

As you know, Opa and Grandpa have different names, but I've been trying to find a way to decipher between Grandma A and Grandma B without trying to rank them. I have a solution. Grandma B is now Grandma. Grandma A is now Glamma. If you know her like I do, you'll agree it's brilliant.

Unethical Bartender

I was wrong. I forgot that my 2nd cousin Mike was the bartender. He asked no questions and served me right away since I'm 1/4 Aris.
Good to the last drop. I was a little sleep afterwards, though. I hope the cops don't find out about this place. I wouldn't want it to be shut down.

Cousin Brandy

Wouldn't you know it. My evil 2nd cousin Brandy is already trying to corrupt me. She has me propped up against the bar and is ordering me a drink. I really don't think the bartender will serve me. I don't have my ID yet.

Kanata Sports Club

After sleeping in a hospital room sponsored by the Kanata Sports Club, mommy finally took me up to the real club. I put on my runners to fit in. Here's grandpa showing me around. Actually, I think he's actually showing me off.

Hockey Hangover

You can see how hard the loss was taken in our house. Daddy couldn't even bring himself to comb his hair. Even Mr. Marley is exhausted from all the tension during that game.

The Agony of Defeat

What a tough loss for Canada. I was so upset, I could have cried. Actually I did. Both Daddy and I were upset over the loss but we have vowed to do better in 2010 when Canada will be hosting. We're starting our training regimen next week. The Olympic flame will always be burning.

Pre-game nap

This was quarter-final Wednesday and Canada had just skiied and skated to 4 Olympic medals on this day and I was exhausted. With the big Canada-Russia matchup coming up, I needed to rest so I took my pre-game nap. Being a superstitious hockey player, I took my nap in my hockey uniform. I'll be ready for the drop of the puck. Put me in coach!

Beastly Bath

Ha ha! I wasn't the only one to take a bath. Poor Mr. Marley.
Look how sad he looks. He needs a glass of champagne too!

Hot Tub!!!!!

This was a lot of fun. I really enjoyed the bath. All that was missing was a fine glass of champagne. Thanks for strategically placing your arm Daddy! I don't want the neighbourhood kids to get jealous.

Out of the Woods

Good friends Anthony and Chantal Woods dropped by for a visit today. They not only brought me a gift, but also some coffee and timbits. Although, next time Antney, bring more chocolate ones. Don't you know I'm Swiss!!! It was too bad Chantal had a cold, because Antney was, quite frankly, putting me to sleep.

Byrle's Cafe

Mommy had to go to bustling Arnprior to see the chiropractor. The quack wanted to crank my back too but I passed and went to visit family friends Byrle and Bryson. It was a fun visit but that country music they play is a little off. I'm not ready for jigs just yet.

Trotsky

Yet another dog in the family. This is Buddy, Grandma & Grandpa's dog. Daddy calls him Trotsky because of the way he walks and his Communist tendencies. At first he wasn't too welcoming, but after he found out I was moving to Communist Cuba, he has welcomed me with open arms and starting calling me Comrade and offering me Vodka. I think we'll get along.

Finlandia

I thought Dirk was German, but maybe he's Finnish. I'm wearing their gift which is a nice outfit in the colours of Finland. Finland beat Canada 2-0 today in Olympic hockey even though I was sporting Canadian red. Whatever you do, don't call me a bandwagoner - they forced me to wear these colours.

Cheryl & Dirk

These neighbours of my grandparents suprised us by dropping by today. They immediately became my friends when they had a gift for me. See the look on Dirk's - Cheryl didn't tell him he had to hold me. It's ok, Grandpa served him a strong German beer.

Doug Neally Bob

I finally got to meet mommy's good friend Neally. Don't ask me how she got her nickname. She's been very busy and lives in a whole other province. Her sister lives in Hawaii and I promised Neally she could come visit me in Cuba, if she would take me to Oahu.

Lassoed

Daddy was bugging me so when he got a little too close,
I lassoed him with my seat holder and trapped him. Look at the look of panic on his face. I wouldn't let him go till he promised to pay for my university education.

Cordless in Kanata

On my 2 week old birthday, I finally lost my umbilical cord, even if all that remained was a tiny stump. I feel like a free man, no longer dependent on anybody, ready to face the world on my own. Mommy, can I have some more milk?

Lindenhof

On my two week old birthday, I finally got to sample some Swiss food, even if it was vicariously through mommy. There was a Swiss food festival at the Lindenhof restaurant which I could not miss. I was disappointed that mommy did not have fondue. That might not have been good for my system though.

Is that Daddy coming?

Hey this bed is great! It beats my little rabbit hole. I get to hang out with mommy with all this space and pillows. I think I'm going to move into this one. I'm going to trade with Daddy.


Uh oh, who's that coming? Is that Daddy telling me to get out of his spot? He can forget it. He gets the little cradle.

Oh, phew! It's just Mr. Marley. I couldn't tell because both he and Daddy have grizzly beards right now. Mommy says she doesn't want 2 Schnauzers in the house. So maybe I'll get to stay in this bed after all and Daddy will get mine until he shaves.

The Lou

This is Mary Lou, Uncle Hunt's mom. She knows a lot about babies and was telling me all sorts of things of what I should expect.
I should expect her to not want to give me up when she's holding me.

Flairsey

On the couch with Grandma B, Opa and I is another dog in the family, Flairsey. I'm told she used to be the best soccer player around. But just like my daddy, she got injuries and maybe played a little too long. Her soccer career ended a couple of years ago, but it has left her crippled and about as mobile as yours truly. She told me all her stories of when she was not only the best defender but also the best dribbler in the league. Maybe that will be me someday.

Rub a Dub Dub.....

....I''m not allowed in the tub. At least not for a couple more days. I can't wait to get in the tub as this is no way to bathe.
Where's the dignity? One thing we learned is that when my hair gets wet it turns curly just like Mommy's.

Great Grand Birthday

I got to see my Great grandmother on her Birthday. I think she's as old in years as I am in hours. But
there's no generation gap when we get together. We get along great. I bet if mommy wasn't in the car, she would have let me drive.

Uncle Carl

I finally got to meet my Uncle Carl last night at the birthday party. He was pretty cool even though he stunk of Cuban cigars. Apparently he smoked a Monte Cristo with Daddy in my honour. Uncle Carl promised he would come and visit me in Cuba. Although maybe that's only because I'll be able to get him some great cigars.

Uncle Bill

That's my Great Uncle Bill next my Grandma. Bill, hmmm, where have I heard that name before. Is that short for William? Did I tell you, that my middle name is William? Just like my Daddy. Hey Grandma, can slip me some cake? I hear Aunt Kathy's blackforest cake is legendary.

Opa's Birthday

I got to go to my 1st Birthday party on Sunday. It was Opa's birthday. Don't be fooled by the number of candles on his cake, he's a little older than he lets on.
His birthday is only 4 days after mine so we'll be sharing parties for many years yet. I just hope he shares his cake with me next year.

The Matthews

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I had my first sleepover party at my grandparent's on Saturday. The next door neighbours, Brian and Corrine Matthews crashed the party. I don't remember inviting them but it was cool to finally meet them. They were real good to me.

Olympics 2026

Check out my jersey! At the 2026 Winter Olympics in Switzerland, I'm going to "own the podium". I haven't decided yet if I'll be in the moguls, or the downhill but you can guarantee a gold medal.

The Godfather

Mommy's godfather made me an offer "I couldn't refuse". He could hold me for five minutes and my Daddy would give him the highest quality cigar straight from Fidel Castro's finest factory.