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Leap Year Fun

Leapin' Leapfrogs! A whole extra day in February. That gives us time to:

1. Sit on the couch.

2. Get off the couch. Very gracefully.

3. Splash around in a cup of water.

4. Pose enticingly with a cup of milk hoping to get some lucrative product endorsement deal.

5. And smear yogourt all over our faces.

And now onto March, and we shall behave with decorum.

Mama Fun

Mama fun is not so different from Papa fun...

There is also snuggle time.

And a few (often thwarted) rounds of "steal Mama's glasses" every day.
And of course the ongoing posing-for-photos-fun. That never ends.

Papa Fun

There are so many kinds of fun to be had with a Papa:

There is conversation fun.

And french door fun. Especially fun to shove blocks under.

And everybody's favourite, snuggling fun.
Stay tuned for more categories of fun.

Sleeping Giants, Sleeping Babies

Well, this was taken AFTER the sleeping baby woke up en route to the sleeping giant. And very happy to wake up and find a stuffy in his arms.

And of course if you're going skiing, you have to snack. And snacks taste best out of someone else's bowl. Especially when that someone else has their hand in the bowl.

To make up for all that snacking, we did actually have to venture outside at one point. Sebbie and his Mama went for a backpack stroll and some sliding adventures on the ice of Lake Mary Louise.

And hey, sleds aren't just for outdoors, you know. Especially when there is an obliging 5-year old around to give you sled rides on the kitchen floor.

And yes, we did ski. We were so happy about it we forgot to take pictures.

All in a Day's Play

Well, maybe a few day's play.

Sebbie the barnacle. We thought it was odd that he has been so obsessed with his soothers lately - until we noticed he has molars coming in, and the last of the front teeth are threatening too. It's a tooth hurricane. He's probably sucking on that thing to keep them from blowing out of his mouth.

The couch makes a great cave if you pretend an earthquake happened under the pillows. Shortly after this picture was taken, this Mama was inspired to give Sebbie a haircut.

And since his hair is not so messy anymore, Sebastien got to have fun with messes at dinner (oh wait, that happens every day). There is a Calvin and Hobbes reference to a mysterious "Spaghetti Incident." We understand now...

And then little Mr. I'm-Not-A-Baby-Anymore decided he was ready to play with Lego.

Well, the choke-proof giant Lego. Close enough.

Mama had some fun with it too.

Crazy baby. Making top-heavy towers. Not bad for a first try, though.

Cabin Fever

It's -25 out, and blowing a gazillion miles an hour (that's even more in km. So it's really, really cold out).

Good thing we have a sunbeam to eat snacks in. But that is the only thing we have in common with that insipid perma-infant Trixie.

It's hard to take a small one out of the house on a day like today...everybody in the world has a cold (except us), and the library is closed. Not that we're complaining. Everybody is off for the weekend, and we have cookies.

Musical Genius

Sebastien is standing tall - but not so sure about the walking thing. He thinks that a walking stick might be in order, but since we don't have one of those, he is making do with a really big carrot.

Also makes an excellent saber.

And here he is showing Matilda some of the unexpected features of this strange piano that we have on loan from the neighbours.

His favourite is the "stepping stool" function.

Finally, the leather chair is within his reach.