Savanna hid herself under a pile of pillows. All I can think of is she looks like she’s peeking out from a giant vagina.

Savanna made a good point to me about she is the only one in the family who doesn’t have a camera, so I bought her one. It’s a small Canon point-and-shoot. She brought it with her to Whistler. We took photos of each other. She was very happy to capture me.

It snowed. And snowed. And snowed. And snowed some more. So awesome.

Josh and I went for a walk in the village to spend some time together. He said, “Mommy, that was good that just you and me went, so we had lots of time to spend with just each other.” Josh, you melt my heart like nobody else can.

My favorite bakery in Whistler is Pure Bread. Going there for a baked treat and coffee is one of the highlights of going to Whistler for me. I prefer their original location–quiet, out of the way, small, quaint, and cozy. There is no fancy coffee here except the dripped coffee cones hanging over the shop owner’s homemade rack from pipes.

Josh loves the trampoline park in Whistler. In particular, he loves the ball pit. I find the ball pit really gross and smelly, but he would jump into it over and over and over.

After we came back from a week of awesome skiing in Whistler, I went for a long bike ride. Stopping here is a part of my long ride ritual.

Vancouver welcomed us home with rain.

When I got back to work, I found this little sticky note on my computer monitor. It was nice to know someone at work gives a rat’s ass about me.

Last year during spring break, I bought Josh a challenging set of Lego to build. It took him some time, but he completed it without much trouble. He was 5 at the time, and the set was aimed at age 8 and up. This year, I got him a set of Lego Technics. It’s supposed to be quite challenging with gears and clogs. Again, he completed it with some effort and time. It was a proud mama moment for me.

Jewels came with her name. We didn’t bother changing it. My guess is that her first family named her Jewels because of her gorgeous green eyes.

My nephew’s birthday was this past weekend. I really wanted to make a special cake for him. When my nephew was born, he was 6 weeks early. I visited him in the NICU. When I held him, I looked at his little face with the feeding tube up his nose, and wish I could do something for him. Now he is a healthy and grown 6-year-old, and I get to feed him junk food. I made a “gravity-defying Oreo cake” because he wanted Oreo in his cake. My brother said my nephew would have been happy with just a normal cake, and my efforts were not going to bring any incremental enjoyment. I don’t really care. Nothing but the coolest cake for my special nephew!

When I stayed at an AirBnB last year, the host had a big container garden with a ton of over-growing kale. She sent me home with a huge bag of it. I was so jealous of her garden. We have no space for multiple containers, but we have space for one. So since early this winter, I’ve been planning a container garden for our tiny little balcony. We finally waited till the time is right, and planted our little container garden. This planting tool tells us exactly how far to space out the seeds. It was fun getting the kids involved in the planting. We are hoping for some good home-grown vegetables this summer!