Last month, Drew and Cadence went to Toronto for a boys' weekend. They went to the ROM, where Drew introduced Cadence to folks and collections behind-the-scenes, and then met up with friends to explore the rest of the museum together.
Donor wall, which was one of Drew's last project at the ROM before moving to the Great White North

The new & improved dino dig

They stayed with Auntie Mere on their trip, and went out to the Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner on their last night, where apparently they were feeling just a little bit goofy :)

Back at home, we went skating, and poor C. broke his elbow on the ice when skating.
Just home from the hospital...poor kid...

...but by the time jammies were on, he was a pretty happy guy again. I can't believe how resilient kids are!

Luckily, the day after Cadence's fall was a PD day, so Drew was home with him all morning. When I got home for the afternoon, they were working away in the kitchen. Here Cadence was teaching Drew how to paint a snowblower.

This winter, Drew decided to try and build an actual igloo. Saws, bricks, etc. He was very dedicated.

He found the bricks a bit too flaky, though, so enlisted Cadence (with broken arm) to help pack down a quarry field. It was great--got Cadence outside, and was great exercise for Drew.

Auntie Mere came up for a visit, a few days before Cadence's Wacky Hair Day at school, so we got some wigs out to experiment with.

We had a bunch of neighbourhood kids over to play outside & work on the igloo one day, and our neighbour came over with boiled maple syrup. Yes, really, it's maple syrup. We all ate it.

Meredith was here for what is now known as Pizza Fridays. I've become a little overzealous about Pizza Fridays.

Then, Cadence & I travelled to Aunt Tracey's for March Break. I took way too few pictures.
The kids played every single day on the beach. Cadence had the time of his life playing with his cousins all week.

and we all went one day to the Rondeau Park visitor centre.

The day after our March Break was over, we celebrated Grampa's birthday with a first-day-of-spring-bbq. Except the propane ran out, but the intent was there.


Wacky Hair Day!!
