I'm baaack

I went to South Africa on a quick holiday to attend the fabulous wedding of my step daughter.  It was very nice to enjoy some summer, and to watch Emma on the beach playing with the shells.  We came back to some nasty snow piled on the back porch.  Unfortunately, I was too pissed off to take pictures, but I should have, as the snow was up to my thighs.  I had to shovel for two hours, and MrH did about an hour and a half to finish off the job after I lay exhausted...

Flying to SA from Northern Canada has its own sets of challenges, namely taking three planes back to back with a small baby is not the easiest thing to do.  It becomes even harder if one's passport is expired, in particular if MrsH's passport is more than TWO YEARS expired and she is only made aware of this joyful fact by the airline checkin counter attendant... No, they did not let me on the flight.  We had to spend five days in Vancouver, having loads of fun trips to the passport office.  In other words, any travelling difficulties that we might have had were more related to my lack of adequate paperwork than to travelling with a 14 month old.

Emma is a beautiful, loving child.  She wraps her arms around me many times during the day, and at night when we fall asleep.  She is very affectionate.  She says "happy" and "cat" and a few Romanian words, all coming out really cute.  We go to Mother Goose where one can learn rhymes, and I know quite a few baby poems and songs by now.  We make cookies and bread, and she is able to use the rolling pin for both the dough and for banging things in the house with.  And she likes to bang on the piano.  A prodigy, what more can I ask for :)

As for myself, I am busy with work and now with cooking excessively again.  I have rekindled my love relationship with the Thermomix.  I swear that machine is addictive, and judging by the sheer number of blogs out there that deal with the Thermomix cooking, I think I might be right.  I simply must stop making things, and then struggling to eat them.  I think Emma is bang on when she spits out the food if she is full:  that's the attitude!