The Storm Has Lifted

Sorry for missing last week.  Langdon + I were in the midst of our own personal torment together.  The 3 Week Cold.

If you remember from the last post, I was recounting the monstrous cold that Langdon had caught.  Well folks – IT GOT WORSE.  Let me set up the story first.  After 2 weeks of dealing with the coughing + congestion + stuffed up nose, Langdon woke up from a nap + I finally received a happy smile!

We went downstairs to play, I put my buddy in his exersaucer.  A costume designer I had worked for made a bunch of white rabbit fur head bands for a commercial she had done.  It is one of Langdon’s favorite accessories.  Here he is getting ready for his debut at the Ziegfeld Follies.  Haaaaaay!!!!

Things were looking up!!!!  But then…..on Remembrance Day we went too far with the small human.  Jeff’s dad was visiting from Ontario + we got too over zealous!

A visit to Vancouver Museum…

1940’s + 50’s fashion on display now – very well curated!

I LOVE MATH!!!!  Don’t bother me when I’m making my calculations!!!  There was an abacus on display + I’m buying one for my future accountant as soon as possible.  He was losing his ever loving mind – his fat little fingers were a blur of activity.

Having a chill out moment in their ’60s room.  Like, totally groovy man.  Love is all around, man.  Feel the vibrations.

After the museum, we went out for drinks + happy hour appetizers.  Grandpa caught the jolly little imp trying to swipe a swig from dad’s beer.  “‘Ere, guvnah *hick* giv ‘er ‘ere!  Wouldn’t mind ‘notha pull! *hick*!!!” he chirped.

ZOOM IN!!!! *hick*!!!

It had been a long + really, really cold day.  Baaaaad decision.  Langdon became horribly congested, cranky, crying + painfully coughing the days following (I became more sick as well!).  I would pray for the torturously slow days to end!!!!!  Here he is gloomily slumped in his high chair eating a snack in a smock + his rabbit hat.

No joy here.  Void of joy.  What is the opposite of joy?  MELANCHOLY.  WOE.  SORROW.

After a visit to a naturopath over the weekend, a bit of perk reappeared!

On Sunday we attended a Christmas craft fair with grandpa.

This will be Langdon’s first Christmas!

Later that evening we all met up for a family dinner at his aunt + uncle’s house.  Here he is straight up chillin’ with the boys!

Already getting into the video game action, giving cousin Tobin heck!  “Dude, dude, naw dude – you’re doing it all wrong! You gotta jump through the window + land on the roof of the truck!!!”.

Dad + Langdon watching on as Grandpa meticulously catalogs + dates family heirlooms.

Langdon’s wee brain exploding while looking at the family tree that goes as far back as the mid 1600’s!

After a hearty dinner we bid adieu, but not before taking a picture of the Fayle men surrounding the patriarch of the family!

It was a great visit with grandpa!  The weather was shockingly cold but sunny + gorgeous!

I finally feel like my baby returned to me only 2 days ago.  This was probably one of the worst months of my mom career.  I felt like every day Langdon + I would step into the ring.  At night I would again be beaten down, completely exhausted + defeated.  On Sunday I would be filled with dread because I knew the next day was Monday + the two of us would be alone for the week, as always.  Every week I count the days until Friday when I knew the weekend would come + I could get a little relief from Jeff.  Langdon + I BOTH cried a lot this month.  I am so completely burnt out, that I will bask being surrounded by friends + family when I visit Los Angeles next month!!!!!  I CAN’T WAIT!!!