Gym Class

I talk alot about gym class and how much fun Chickpea and I have each friday afternoon. Today I brought my trusty camera along to take some pictures to share with all of you.

Today's skills were sit-ups and rocking. The rocking part was not new to Chickpea because she loves to rock in her golf cart but the sit-ups were new and she caught on really quick. So she's getting into shape to show off her six-pack abs this summer :o)

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Je parle souvent des cours de gym que Chickpea et moi faisions le vendredi apres-midi. Aujourd'hui j'ai apporte ma camera pour prendre quelques photos et les partager avec vous tous.

Aujourd'hui Chickpea a apprit comment faire des redressement-assis et comment se bercer. Le bercage n'est pas nouveau pour elle car Chickpea adore se bercer dans son cart de golf. Mais les redressement-assis etaient nouveau et elle a poinge le tour assez vite. Donc elle s'entraine pour vous montrer son beau ventre plat cet ete :o)

Jumping fiend...


Balls, balls, balls everywhere...


Doing puzzles with my teacher and friends


Faster and higher Maman.!.!.!.!


All tuckered out....

Daddy's Little Helper

Ah yes, finally the cables are gone and out-of-sight! Paypay found the cabinet he needed to finish the project and now I can breath a little more because those pesky cables are GONE!!! I need to do my part now, fill in the nail holes and finish the painting.

I don't have to keep telling Chickpea "not a toy" or "no" or "don't touch" etc... each time she approached them.

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Ah oui, enfin les cables sont partis et hors de ma vue! Paypay a trouve le meuble necessaire pour finir son projet et maintenant je peux respirer un peu plus car les cables sont PARTIS!!! Je dois faire ma partie qui est de remplir les trous cause par les clous et faire la retouche de peinture.

Je n'ai plus besoin de dire a Chickpea "ce n'est pas un jouet" ou "non" ou "pas touch" etc... chaque fois qu'elle s'approche.


Here daddy do you need this one?


Wireless Bliss. . . .

Curious Chickpea

Another fun morning at gym class, Chickpea learnt to roll like a hot-dog and dance the Twist. I'm enjoying these classes as much as she is, that is until I needed to get her down from the swing.... oh man!! Major crying fit! I felt horrible especially that she kept saying "Maman, swing". Another mom offered to give up her son's time, how nice but I turned down her offer "Sweetie we must learn to share with our friends" deep down I felt horrible but proud that I didn't give in. Even trying to focus her attention on the trampoline didn't work, so I waited for the crocodile tears to cease. About a mintue or so later Chickpea looks at me and says "Maman, jump", alright we're off to the trampoline and the swing is long forgotten.

A few days ago, Paypay realized that the duct to the vent in the breakfast nook was ripped and that cold air from the crawl space was coming up. Until Paypay finds the time to get into the crawl space and crawl halfway across the house to make the repair, he put some old sheets in the vent to keep the cold air from coming up.

While I was making lunch I turned around to ask Chickpea a question but couldn't see her but could hear her. I leaned over the kitchen counter to find her pulling the sheets out from the vent. Don't know what possessed her to remove the top and pull out the sheet because you can't see the sheet until the top is off.... ah! my curious girl.

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Une autre avant-midi au gymnase, Chickpea a apprit a rouler comme une saucisse et a danser le Twist. Je m'amuse autant qu'elle jusqu'a je dois la descendre de la balancoire... misere! Que les larmes ont coulees! Je me sentais horrible surtout, qu'elle disait "Maman, swing". Une autre mere m'a offert le temps de son garcon mais je n'ai pas accepte son offre "Ma cherie, on doit appendre a partager avec nos amis" au fond de moi meme je me sentais cheap mais fiere que je n'ai pas plie. Meme en essayant de lui changer les idees vers la trampoline n'aidait pas donc j'ai attendu que les larmes sechent. Une minute plus tard Chickpea me regard et dit "Maman, jump", nous voila parties vers la trampoline et la balancoire est oublie.

Il y a quelques jours, Paypay a realize que la prise d'air dans la cuisinette etait dechiree et que l'air froide de l'espace sous la maison (l'espace mesure 3' de haut) montait. Jusqu'a Paypay ait le temps a descendre dans l'espace, ramper a l'autre bout de la maison et faire la reparation il a mit des vieux draps pour empecher l'air froid de monter.

Pendant que je faisais a diner je me suis virer vers le salon pour demande une question a Chickpea mais je ne pouvais pas la voir me je l'entendais. Je me penche par dessus le comptoir pour la voir en train d'enlever le drap de la prise d'air. Je ne sais pas pourquoi elle a decider d'enlever la trappe et tirer sur le drap car on ne voit pas le drap si la trappe n'est pas la.... ah! ma fille curiouse!

Hey these belong on a bed not in an air duct.....

Bubbles!!

Each week during gym class, Ms. J (Chickpea's teacher) always introduces new excercises and toys. Last friday, it was a bubble machine. Oh my gosh!! Chickpea flipped for it, she was running around screaming "bubbles, bubbles, bubbles..." it was hilarious to see her. Last summer we had bought some but they didn't interest her then.

I told Paypay all about it when he got home from work. The next morning the three of us went to our neighbourhood Toys R Us and got a bubble machine.

Chickpea spent a few hours in the backyard riding her new trike and making bubbles until they ran out. Then I got the 'i told you so' speech because I didn't buy a gizzilon bottles of bubbles. I need to go back for more, I wonder if they sell them in gallon size? I'll admit publicly to Paypay that he was right because i'll probably never live this one down.

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Chaque semaine durant les cours de gym, Mlle J (le prof a Chickpea) fait des nouveau jeux. Vendredi passe, c'etait une machine a bulles. Ma foie!! Chickpea a capote, elle courait en criant 'bubbles, bubbles, bubbles..." c'etait mourant de la voir faire. L'ete passe nous en avions achete mais ca ne l'interesait pas du tout.

J'ai tout rancontre a Paypay lorsqu'il est revenu du bureau. Le lendmain nous sommes allez au Toys R Us pour acheter une machine a bulles.

Chickpea a passe plusieurs heures dans la cours arriere sur son tricycle et a faire des bulles jusqu'a epuisement. J'ai eu 'je te l'avait dit' sermon car j'en avais pas achete une tonne. Je dois y retourner pour en acheter d'autre, je me demande si ca se vend en gallon? J'admets publiquement a Paypay qu'il avait raison car celle la va rester dans mon repertoire de 'gaffes'.

Spring Fever & A Cool Looking Biker Chick

I've got spring fever. . . . can't wait to open those windows and let some fresh air in the house after a long, cold and weird winter.

This morning, I removed all the winter coats, scarves, gloves and boots from the front closet and stored them far away in the guest room closet. Out came the raincoats, lightweight jackets and rubber boots ready to be worn.

On Sunday Paypay mowed the lawn for the first time in months and I started to clean some of the multitude of shrubs we have. We sure do have a lot of outdoor work to be done this year such as: painting the house, cleaning all the shrubs, replacing the trees/shrubs we had cut down and building a shed. I really do hope the weather continues to warm up so we can get moving on these projects to make way for us to go camping this summer.

We bought Chickpea the cutest tricycle, of course it's purple/pink and she looks adorable in her helmet. Paypay assembled the trike and Chickpea got on it quickly but hasn't mastered the peddling part yet.

Aren't I cool looking?


Okay, feet on these thingys but now what?


Where's Dad? I'm not moving anymore....

Smells Like Spring

What a beautiful Northwest day! The sun was shining, the temperature hit 70 degrees and the trees are in bloom.

Chickpea and I had a fun early afternoon at the gym. When we got home we headed straight for the backyard to play with Momo.

Chef Chickpea

We have a new cook in the house, Chef Chickpea.

Little did I know that Chickpea would like to cook in her kitchen along with her chef's hat and apron no less.

I guess she got fed up with me chasing her out of my kitchen. Making a meal in this household when Paypay is not at home is quite an adventure. I've got Momo lurking in each corner hoping that I drop something. While i'm scooting Momo out, in comes Chickpea with her arms raised 'embarquer' (loosly translated means 'up').

Bless Disney Playhouse and DVR for letting me put on a Little Einstein when I need that 30 minutes to make a hot meal.

This is what an 'embarquer' face looks like from my vantage point.

Crayons

For some time now, Chickpea has been coloring with crayons and has been really good about staying on the paper. So good in fact that I didn't feel the need to watch her like a hawk when she had her crayons but just made sure that she didn't walk around with them in her hands.

Here I am doing the breakfast dishes and Chickpea is sitting in her chair at the table coloring away when the phone rings. I check caller ID and see its another marketing pain-in-the-you-know-what so I ignore it and look at my girl. . . well ladida Chickpea thought that she needed some color in her face. . . . how can you not laugh at that face!