Science Centre

As I write this, William is pulling all the cards out of my wallet, and I don't have the energy to care.

Yesterday I went to the Ontario Science Centre with my nephew, my dad, and William. I was there to review an OMNIMAX movie for my sometimes freelance gig Today's Parent Toronto. Hunter was supposed to see it too, but he backed out at the last minute because he was too scared. This from a kid who watches all manner of violent productions (including my personal favourite Anakin Skywalker getting his arms and legs cut off) without blinking an eye. Apparently he draws the line at giant-screen documentaries. It's just as well since I had to leave half-way through the movie to puke. (No criticism of the film itself, just evidence of my delicate condition).

Later I chased William through the sports section of the Science Centre and William did some Olympic judging. In his button pushing gusto, he gave every performance 5 out of 5. I had some trouble trying to convince my son not to climb on some of the exhibits, especially the one you have to jump on to see if you can "land like a cat". Like a cat or not, I was sure he wouldn't like it if someone jumped on his head.

Anyway, I think most of my credit, debit and, ID cards are now under the living room rug.

Weekend in Review

Yesterday we went to see Spiderman 3 on IMAX. I remember back in the day when you could only watch IMAX movies at Ontario Place, and even then you had to see a documentary about the human body, with some random shots of roller coasters and, if you were lucky, Antarctica. Now you can see pretty much any movie on the big big big screen. Anyway, Spidey 3 was a pretty good flick, though not as good as 2. You just can't beat a big cuddly Doctor Octopus.

Today William was all: "Mom! Why didn't you take me to see Spiderman? I never get to go out, gosh darn it!" (At least I assume that's what he was saying, I don't speak baby). In any case I took him for a walk all the way to Eireann's house where we sang Karaoke revolution. We being me and Eireann; William was asleep.

Now I'm at my in-laws' house. William's Babcia cooks us dinner just about every Sunday. Us being me and Adam; William still drinks boob. Anyway William's Babcia goes crazy over William and loves taking him for walks. She just puts him in the stroller and hikes all over the neighbourhood. It's her thing.