Now *That* is Labour

On Thanksgiving weekend John, my Dad, his Dad and Brent started installing our fence. We agreed to do all of the work so that Geeta and Beatrice would not have to pay anyone for labour. While we knew that the soil around the house was bound to be full of garbage, no one was prepared for the amount of rock that was hidden beneath the ground. The men tried digging a hole or two by hand but gave up and rented a monster auger. It worked even though our neighbour who installed his fence entirely on his own (and who dug each hole by hand) said the auger didn't work for him. Even with the hydraulic power of a machine, the holes took the men 1.5 days to complete. Unfortunately we had an enourmous amount of rain and snow since that weekend and our post holes filled with water which has now created even more work for John and the gang. There is something to be said about paying a contractor for work of this nature.

The posts are now being put into the ground as I type. A construction grade pump and shop vac later, the holes have been semi-evacuated of water and it looks like John and his dad (with touque on his head) are figuring things out quite nicely. My husband is not known for his handiness. That's Dave's domain in this family. But, no one can say that John doesn't try his damnedest around the house. He is always ready to take on new projects and learn new skills. I am proud of him and his muddy jeans and boots.

We had Barb and Sue over for dinner last night. Because John was outside all day Hanan, Lila and Pauline came over to help me with Rowan so that I could cook and clean. It was very thoughtful of them and I appreciated having free hands. The little man is hard to work around sometimes and he slows me down considerably. I am not sure how I would have washed the floors on my hands and knees with him strapped in the ergo-baby. I think that the dinner was good and that Barb and Sue appreciated their official "Thank-you Dinner" and gifts. I am embarrassed that it took us this long to thank them properly for Puff, but we've been a little busy to say the least. I still wouldn't have pulled it off without the help I received. I wonder how long it will be before I am able to juggle baby, house work, entertaining, errands, my hair and make-up all at the same time?

Today Rowan and I are heading to SmithFalls for Shelly's bridal shower. He is dressed in his sushi outfit that I bought for him long before he was here with us. It was his first official outfit and I am glad it fits now. Actually, I am glad I tried it on today because it won't fit much longer. It is size 3-6 months and Ithought it looked big but apparently I have a large baby boy. John stepped on the scale with him this morning and he is roughly 14lbs at 8 weeks old. I have already forgotten how small he was at birth. Oh...my little squishy.

Stay tuned for pictures that go along with this blog...