Oh what a weekend

I checked in with the daycare on Friday and Calum did not get in for September. I should hear back from them by mid to late October to see if he gets in for November. He has 2 infants ahead of him on the wait list but a couple of infants in the program will be moving over to the toddler section around that time. While this means it will be a bit longer before I can get back into a more regular working schedule, it may be for the best as it will give us more time to try to convince him that the bottle isn't such a bad thing. The teeth should be coming in around then and I definitely want him on the bottle at that time.

We had a nice dinner last night. Maybe Grandpa Bain will post his pictures on his blog. We forgot the camera. Calum was very well behaved up until the end. By the time we got him home he acted as though he was starving. He did drink a half bottle while we were in the restaurant but apparently that wasn't enough. He was pretty tired though and fell asleep at about 8:30. He woke up at 5:30 though and we had to go out to the living room to settle him down. He went back to sleep but unfortunately I was up.

Today we went shopping for Don's present. He decided on a new camera lens for our 35mm. It's a great lens and I'm sure you'll see many pictures that he takes with it. While we were shopping in North Vancouver, we got a phone call. Dakota had gone to the skate park and had a tumble. She called from the skate park with some bad news - a chipped front tooth and one totally broken. We hurried home to check on her and she seemed fine otherwise. Her version of the story is that she was trying a more challenging part of the park, got scared and closed her eyes. She also admitted she wasn't wearing her helmet. One of the conditions we have given her about skate boarding is that she must always wear her helmet - we remind her everytime she goes and she always gives us the "I KNOW!" reply. It's funny how teens assume parents are forgetful. We know that they should know, but when we remind them about something it's just our way of telling them that we also know they will not listen. I guess we are lucky it was just her broken teeth.

Don took her to the dentist and it looks like one can be capped but the other has to be removed. I had a somewhat similar experience when I was younger. My tooth was chipped after I was hit dead on while playing baseball. Dakota doesn't know it yet but she's got a few painful visits to the dentist ahead of her. She seems fine now though - busy on the phone and chatting online.

I had plans of catching up on some work this weekend but I think those plans are pretty much shot. Don is trying to settle Calum down but he's giving him a hard time. I'm going to see if I can get online for an hour or two at least. Next week looks to be just as busy with visits to the dentist and dealing with a grumpy Calum as he gets over his cold.

Oh - Calum is 6 months old today!