Crazy Cowgirl!

When mom came to pick me up at school the other day, we were playing dress-up and pretending that we were at a fancy party. I was having so much fun that I didn't want to go home! Mom assured me that as soon as we got home, we could pull out my dress-up suitcase and have at it - we did.

One of my favourite books right now is called "The Clever Cowboy". I decided to be a Crazy Cowgirl instead.

Yeee-haaaaw.

After playing Cowgirl in the house, dad and I went to the park.

I wore my Cowgirl hat and my kerchief, and dragged poor bunny behind me through the dirt

(I had roped her with my lasso).

Yippee-io-kiay!

Me and My Buddy Ben

Back to School

It was a fun but exhausting week back at school. There are some new teachers and some familiar teachers; new children and familiar children.

My friend Daniel comes two days a week and I am getting along well with Nomti. All week we discussed what we will do when we play an one another's houses. There was talk of skateboarding but I told mom that it was a secret between Nomti and I, so I couldn't tell her any more about it.

Madame Savoie helped us harvest the concombres that we had planted in the courtyard at summer camp. We have been eating our concombres for snack!

I really like saying concombres and I like eating them too.

Puddle Jumper

Cottage Hopping Part III

After a fantastic week in Muskoka, we hopped over to Thunder Beach for some white sands and wide vistas. Mom and Dad stayed one night but then went back to work so I could have some quality time with Gran, Grandad, Uncle Anton and Nicholas.

The Last Hop...

After 4 nights up north at Thunder Beach I was home for a long weekend, long enough for mom to do my laundry and get me packed back up again for the next adventure...

4 nights at the farm outside Thornbury with Grandma, Grandpa and Uncle TJ.

Sweet.

Cottage Hopping Part II

They say it doesn't hurt to have friends in Rosedale North, aka "Muskoka".

We had the good fortune to avail ourselves of a week in the near north with Hudson's crew. We fit right in with the Audis, Bimmers, and Lexi (the plural of Lexus don't you know). "They" even got things all fancy up there in 'Skoka with new signs, traffic lights and parks - just for us!!

(or was it for the G20 crowd...)

The crew:

Starring Hud's 'rents, Tiff & Patrick

Hud's godfather, the infamous "Mitchy-boy".

Driver of cars from Toronto, catcher of lake bass, maker of campfires and all-round busy guy.

And last but certainly not least, big boy Hudson making his cottage debut at the auspicious age of 7 months, the same age as my first trip to the cottage.

Mom and Auntie T have been making the trip each summer together since the age of 13 & 14 (mom has been going her whole life in Canada). They are very special times indeed.

I took this picture of the lake and the wooden carving of the man that

belonged to my great-grandpa.

Hudson is formidable, a force of nature in a gorgeous ginger package.

He is 7 months and can crawl, pull himself to standing and even cruise a little bit.

Wow. His poor, poor mama.

Plus he could charm the pants off a cobra, so look out ladies.

I brought some of my toys from when I was a baby for Hudson to play with and take home with him (mom says alleluia every time we give away my baby stuff).

I showed Hud the ropes with the new toys.

I spent LOTS of time in the water which was a balmy 78 degrees.

I am now a veritable fish.

If you thought that maybe I just have way too much fun and am so unbelievably lucky that my life couldn't possibly get any better, you would be wrong.

There is still one more cottage hop to go with doting gran & grandad,

plus several nights getting spoiled at the farm with grandma & grandpa.

Stay Tuned...