I have been saying I want to see this documentary since I first read about it I don’t know where. After seeing this trailer I am DYING to see it. The documentary maker observed four babies in four different cultures through their first year of life, never getting involved, only recording their lives as though animals in the wild.
As my mother said, babies are the same everywhere, they all speak the same language.
A lot of people who read my blog already know this information. BUT in case you haven’t heard I am going ahead and telling because it’s starting to leak from other people!
Please comment here and not over on Facebook until you have seen me post about it there.
As some of you may know, I’ve wanted to be a mom for a long time, but it just wasn’t happening. Until recently!
We were thrilled to find out that we’re going to be parents! But the excitement didn’t stop there: Just about three weeks ago we received the news from our doctor that we’re having TWINS! Continue reading
There is just so much I would love to post about when it comes to the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympic Games, if I hadn’t been so busy soaking up every minute of it I might have been smart about it and posted throughout the two weeks.
But I didn’t.
I let it all collect in my brain and now I have to sort it out and decide what’s worth telling, how to even describe it and make sure it’s not just a rehash of what you already read on ctvolympics.ca. Or nbc.com if you’re in the States. Continue reading
While I gather my thoughts post-Olympics and decide how I am possibly going to sum up the experience in a blog post, let’s start with this. I recommend fast forwarding to 1:00 and just being patient so you can get used to what the water sounds like before the city explodes.
I’ll be back.
The other day I got to go pick up my Paralympic Winter Games volunteer gear. I was so impressed with the setup by VANOC and whoever they had contracted to handle the outfitting of volunteers. It was an easy process and they had many people on hand to answer questions, guide you along and generally provide a pleasant experience.
I just followed the coloured tape lines on the floor and weaved around a massive warehouse space getting my picture taken, receiving my accreditation, trying on uniforms and picking up my giant bundle of clothes and swag. I was able to get everything in extra small except one of the long sleeved shirts which was only available in large (how does that happen?) and even got my mountain pants in petite! Continue reading
Found a few fun games on the ctvolympics.ca site yesterday, including this: my hockey twins.
Based on our answers to a set of questions I am matched up with a Canadian mens, womens and sledge hockey player.
Turns out I like the same things as these people. Continue reading
As a perk of volunteering for the Paralympic Winter Games I got a free ticket to the Olympic Opening Ceremonies dress rehearsal and the option to purchase one for a guest. We’ll see the show exactly as they plan to do it for the real thing because they need a full audience to gage temperature, sound, lighting, timing, etc.
I went with my fellow volunteer and friend, Beth, to pick them up today. On the way out we got our first bit of volunteer swag: a commemorative bottle of Jackson-Triggs merlot (the official Vancouver 2010 wine supplier. No joke.). I was so excited for the fancy freebie. But it was still awkward riding home on the train with a bottle of red wine in my purse. Continue reading
As we’ve started another month I thought I’d give an update on how I’m doing with my New Year’s Resolutions.
There’s a new album out by an artist I love, Matisyahu. If you’ve never heard of him he’s “an American Hasidic Jewish reggae superstar” who writes songs about his passion for his faith and for God. Yep.
He sings from the Psalms a lot, or (and I might get the spelling wrong so blame Wikipedia) Tehillim, תְהִלִּים, or “praises”. I like to imagine that if King David was born today his songs might have sounded like this. Don’t say no right away, just think about it.
This is what Matisyahu says about King David at once of his concerts before he sang the Tehillim, Refuge. Continue reading
What’s piling up in our house says a lot about what makes us smile. Continue reading