Wednesday, April 13, 2011

lion taming

there had been nothing but a 1/2 cm trim since he was born.
  it was decided that he finally needed a haircut.

but how to have it cut?  
i certainly couldn't do it;
the simple act of washing and combing elicit fierce complaint...
and then,
will it have to be short?  
will the curls disappear?  will i cry?
he is so wiggly...
regardless, for this event to occur peacefully, 
 the more experience
the hairstylist had with kiddies, the better.
 the appointment, therefore, was made at a children's only salon.

edgar clambered into the 'car', did up his seatbelt, 
and was as quiet as a lamb the entire time.
he may look concerned, but is, in fact, glued to a massive t.v. screen of cartoons.

so, no dramatic outcome after all...
he still sports his mane, it is just a little 'zazzed up'.
(according to esther.)


a window on esther's most important meal of the day.  
only 9C this morning, but she firmly maintained her preference for breakfast on the terrace.  
we moved the play table out to the front steps, 
set her up with a chair, 
and there she patiently waited to be 
served her solitary meal of pancakes, maple syrup, and milk.

Monday, April 11, 2011

eager beaver

last night we had fierce thunder and lightning, then very high gusting wind today.
no surprise, then, when preparing supper, 
(the kiddies were flaking with TVOkids) 
 i heard a loud CRACK, 
and our street lost power.
transformer, i guess.
luckily, no entertainment inside meant new entertainment outside...

since it was too dark to spar inside,
the gang from the beaver boxing club took to the street to finish their training.
first we watched from the window, 
then from the back garden, 
then from the driveway... cats mesmerized by butterflies.
both kids found the whole spectacle so amazing, 
that the coach offered up an extra set of gloves.
esther declined, but edgar took on the invite...

i think the boxers were entertained also...
oh, and the power returned just as i began to light the candles.