A special Saturday brunch.. French crepes with berries and fresh whipped cream.
Attempting to sneak a sip of Uncle Brett’s coffee.
Stealing his last bite instead.
Headed out for playtime with Papa.
Bedtime for baby.
A special Saturday brunch.. French crepes with berries and fresh whipped cream.
Attempting to sneak a sip of Uncle Brett’s coffee.
Stealing his last bite instead.
Headed out for playtime with Papa.
Bedtime for baby.
Goodness gracious, I love this little lady.
I don’t know what we’ve been up to, but we certainly haven’t doing our regular Friday mornings up at the Sunset Community Centre play gym sessions… Maybe it’s because the weather’s been getting nicer and we’ve been spending more time outdoors, or maybe it’s because the lovely teacher, Aggie, no longer runs the sessions, but either way, it was nice to be back today. Gracen loves it, it’s nice to chat with the same moms each week, and it’s just a few blocks up from our house. How can you go wrong really?
Gracen was very excited to be back. There was some regular play involved…



But she spent the majority of her time frantically running from one car/trike/bike to the next, climbing on, pushing the centre of the wheel/handlebars, and declaring, “Beep, beep, beep!”




I’m not sure what this is all about, but hopefully it’s not a reflection of her Mama’s driving. :)
Gracen loves being read to, but more than anything these days, she wants to be asked to point out certain things while flipping through books. Mix that with the fact that she’s completely and totally obsessed with animals, and there’s really no reading books about animals. This is what happens instead.
And she could go on and on and on…
Gracen LOVES rocks. It’s a new obsession of hers. Everywhere we go, she stops to carefully select new rocks to add to her collection. We take them in the house, wash them with warm soapy water, and add them to her yellow bowl that sits on our counter. Crazy, I know. Well imagine today when we pulled up to our usual scrapbook supply store and found this instead of a sidewalk. Miss G was in rock heaven. She sat there for several minutes, and inspected rock after rock in order to fulfill Mama’s ‘just one’ rule. It took some time, but she finally picked out the perfect one and we carried on our way. Silly little doodle.
Messy hair. Apple t-shirt. Checkered Vans… Just like Papa.

This morning Grae and I whipped up one of her all-time favourite snacks, a banana almond oatmeal smoothie. These are seriously delicious, take all of 2 minutes to make (maybe 5 if working with a mini sous chef), and require ingredients we always have in the house. Here’s what you need: A frozen ripe banana, milk, yogurt, old-fashioned oats, almond butter (or any nut butter for that matter), and pure vanilla.
(Side note: Please try to ignore our hideous kitchen tiles! We are currently renting and somehow the 6 months we’ve spent here has allowed me to enter the kitchen without shuddering in disgust, but seeing these photos makes me wonder how that’s possible… Yeesh! I’m sure they were fashionable at one point in time.)

Break your frozen banana in half and pop it in the blender.

Add your old-fashioned oats.

And some yogurt. (Make sure it’s GOOD yogurt. Good yogurt makes all the difference. We’re all about the Greek yogurt right now.)

Pour in some milk.

And some all-natural almond butter.

Add a couple of drops of pure vanilla if you wish.

Blend until smooth.

Voila! Done.

Shove your entire mouth into your glass and slurp as quickly as possible to achieve this awesome smoothie moustache.
You really can’t go wrong with this smoothie. If you like to experiment, just chuck the ingredients into the blender and play with the ratios to reach your desired flavour and consistency. If you prefer to follow a recipe of sorts, here’s what we normally do:
Banana Almond Oatmeal Smoothie
Put all ingredients into a blender and blend until smooth. Pour into two cups and enjoy!
This afternoon Gracen and I finally ventured out to a place we’ve been meaning to visit for a while – the Bloedel Conservatory in Queen Elizabeth Park. Grae was in heaven before making it anywhere near the dome. The surrounding area is home to sculptures, fountains, and endless room to run, which was more than enough for our easy-to-please little lady. We took our time, explored a little, watched the fountains again and again, and eventually made our way to the doors. Inside the conservatory is a little slice of the tropics. Exotic plants and tropical flowers fill the dome from ground to ceiling and birds fly freely over head. Mix that with the warmth, humidity, and sounds of running water and birds calling, and you feel like you’re on vacation in the rainforest. Of course, Grae soaked up every second. Birds, flowers, sunshine… This place was right up her alley. We slowly wandered along the paths visiting birds and stopping to smell flowers along the way. The absolute favourite of the day had to be a little cove inhabited by several small birds and one larger parrot. There was a puddle of water in front and Gracen was absolutely fascinated by the fact that the birdies were having a bath. She repeatedly signed ‘Bird. Bath!’ with big eyes and a look of disbelief on her face as we watched them and then requested that we go back to the bird bath several times later on. Here are some photos of our afternoon:
A little unsure of the fountains.
Much braver when they weren’t at full power.
Taking in the view of downtown Vancouver and the mountains.
Ruby, the bird that greeted us in the cashier station.
Macaw watching.
Carmen and Maria, green-winged macaws.
Flower sniffing.
The pink orchids were G’s favourites.
Must. smell. each. and. every. flower.
Kiwi, the talking bird. I think he fancied G quite a lot… He kept saying, “Muwah!” and “I love you” whenever she got near.
Clyde, an Eastern rosella parrot.
Very into Clyde.
Watching the birdies bathe. Completely captivated.
Bird talk.
Mmmmm… Flowers!
Grae told me that these leaves were “pretty pretty pretty”.

Casey, a yellow-headed Amazon parrot.
Copying Casey’s calls (scarily well actually).
Outside after a great visit with her birdie friends.
Soaking up the sunshine.
Our visit was probably only an hour long (and that was walking through twice), but it was so much fun. We’ll definitely be back again soon, and hopefully this time with a picnic to enjoy outside afterwards.
No wonder our walks take so long…
It’s been a little while since I baked something with the help of my little sous chef, so this morning we got to work and tried making some healthy, wholewheat, low-sugar biscotti. First things first, we gathered our ingredients: wholewheat flour, raw almonds, organic dried cranberries, baking powder, sea salt, pure maple syrup, pure vanilla, pure lemon extract, and eggs.
Then it was on to our dry ingredients. As always, I measured and Miss G dumped. Her aim is not always spot on, but boy, oh boy, does she ever love this part. In with the flour.
Add the baking powder and sea salt.
Chuck in your almonds.
And your cranberries.
Next, on to the wet ingredients. Crack your eggs and pour them into a separate bowl.
Add the maple syrup, vanilla, and lemon extract.
And give it a good whisk.
Now for the combining. FIrst, give your dry ingredients a little mix.
Then slowly add your wet ingredients into the dry ones.
Mix just until combined and scrape your attachment clean.
Plop the sticky dough onto a parchment-lined pan.
With very well-floured hands, gently pat your dough into a rectangular shape about 1 inch thick.
Then pop it into the oven and bake.
While you wait, clean up and then have a tea party.
Or play with a tray of ocean items.
When risen and golden brown, take your loaf out of the oven and let it cool for about 10 minutes.
Once cooled, carefully cut into thick slices.
Place the slices back onto your pan, pop it in the oven, and go for a walk around the block.
Come home to a delicious smelling house and fully baked biscotti.
Enjoy!
These actually turned out really well and got the Gracen stamp of approval in the form of a sign for ‘More, more, more!’ Ours have just a tiny bit of sweetness and a good crunch without being rock hard. If you want to try making your own, the original recipe can be found here and this is our modified version:
Cranberry Almond Biscotti
Preheat oven to 350 degrees and line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
Mix together flour, baking powder, and sea salt. Stir in the nuts and fruit.
Whisk together the eggs and extracts. Slowly add to flour mixture, stirring until combined.
With floured hands, shape dough into a rectangular loaf about 1 inch thick on the parchment-lined baking sheet. Bake for about 25 minutes until the loaf is risen and firm. Remove the loaf from the oven and reduce oven temperature to 300 degrees.
Let the loaf cool about 10 minutes on a cutting board, then cut into thick slices.
Arrange slices cut-side down and bake 10 minutes. Turn the slices over and bake for 10 more minutes, until dried. Let cool on wire rack. Enjoy!
*Grae and I cooked our slices for the first 10 minutes, flipped them, turned the oven off completely and let them sit in the cooling oven as we went out for a 45 minute walk, and ours turned out perfectly!
Taking time to smell the flowers while in Marpole today.
It was a chilly day here in Vancouver, but that didn’t stop us from spending the day outside… It started with an early morning walk around the block. Now that may not sound like a lot, but when you stop to splash in each puddle and visit with each picketing teacher, just one loop around the block takes a significant amount of time.

When we originally walked out the door, Gracen had bent over, tapped her pointer on the sidewalk and said, “Star. Star!” I asked if she wanted to draw stars on the sidewalk with chalk (she’s all about stars and hearts right now) and she enthusiastically nodded ‘yes’. I told her that we would do just that upon our return, and she certainly didn’t forget. The second we stepped up on our walk, she reminded me of my promise. We worked on our sidewalk art for a while, and then Grae focused her attention on expanding the size of her ever-growing rock collection.

We headed inside for a few minutes, but Gracen wasn’t done with being outdoors. As I tidied the kitchen and got started on lunch, she decided she’d have a tea party in the solarium. She played for a long while as I secretly snuck peeks of her pouring cups of tea and nibbling on plastic sweets. I got away with it several times, but eventually got caught. It turned out that being caught was a huge treat, because when I did, I got showered with ‘through the screen kisses’ and then got to enjoy this little show of funny faces.




It wasn’t easy, but I lured her in with a grilled avocado and cheddar sandwich (avocado being the key factor) and a banana almond oatmeal smoothie. But after lunch and a great nap, guess who was back outside having afternoon tea?
I took that as a hint and decided we better fit in some more outdoor time before winding down for the day. We got bundled up for the cold, jumped in the vehicle, and literally just drove around looking for a fun new playground to visit. Gracen was my little helper as usual, and every time she saw a play structure or open green space, she’d shout, “Par!” (park) from the back seat. We eventually found ourselves at an old school in the Marpole area and the playground was perfect.


We played until our hands were numb and our noses were red and then headed home to defrost with a hot dinner and a warm bath.
Aw, my poor little doodle. I think I may have to tone down my story reading a tad. We were just reading Llama Llama Red Pajama, a favourite bedtime story that we started reading to Grae when she was only a couple of months old. She was laying on me enjoying each page of the story as she always does, until I read “Baby Llama cries boo-hoo!” As soon as those words came out of my mouth, she burst into tears. And I mean big, soggy, dripping-down-her-cheeks, alligator tears! I asked her if she was sad for Baby Llama and she nodded big, deliberate nods in between sobs. Poor thing. We quickly got to the part where Mama Llama wooshes upstairs (a favourite part) and by the time we got to the page where Mama kisses her baby, it was business as usual and she was kissing the book pages as she often does. She has been very into emotions lately, but hopefully her reaction was just due to tiredness…
A tea party for two.
Messy-haired and rosy-cheeked after a long nap.
Mobile phone family portrait.
Play dough queen.