Shark Face

This weekend is the big fireworks thing commemorating Guy Fawkes. It's the 400th anniversary of the Gunpowder Plot so everyone is putting on the show of the century. Last year we took Kate (well, I did - James was off trying to find his friend who was coming over but got caught up in all the traffic) and she was completely entranced by the whole thing ('gormless expression on her face' is actually the phrase that comes to my mind). She was actually there the year before, too - doing somersaults in my belly when the fireworks were going off. I think this year will be marked with 'Ohhh, woooow' being repeated again and again. Kate will probably be impressed again too.

We're in the middle of having most of the inside of our house painted. I have to say, Mike/Mick (he goes by either) is one of the most professional guys we have ever used. He showed up on time to give a quote, got us a quote within two days, arrived EARLY on the day he started, has shown up right on time every day, has done a wonderful job so far, and will probably finish up EARLY! I feel like the planet just shifted slightly to the left.

Poor G/S/N has had to take Kate on outings every day to avoid 1) paint fumes, 2) ladders and other assorted painting materials and tools and 3) Kate carving her initials in wet paint. Yesterday they went to the Aquarium. Apparently Kate was taken a bit off guard by a ray....it snuck up and popped up right in front of her. Watching G/S/N imitate Kate's flapping arms was probably as humourous as actually seeing Kate do it first hand. But don't tell her I said that.

Kate learned to make a new face while at the Aquarium, too. I'll post a picture later on once I've downloaded it from my camera. It is too funny. Um, scary, I mean. It's her scary shark face. Raaah.