I am a very fast eater, mainly because I tend to put a lot of food in my mouth at once. And when I watch my daughter eat, I can honestly say that the apple did not fall far from the tree. She tends to put a lot of food in her mouth too
The apple did not fall far from the tree
November 8, 2010Angelica et la langue française
January 21, 2010Au cas où vous ne l’aviez pas remarqué, la langue française tient une place importante dans mon coeur. C’est pour cela que je me fais beaucoup de soucis pour ma fille. Souvent je me demande si elle saura parler et écrire un bon français même si je l’envoie dans une école française au Canada. J’espère qu’elle ne va pas écrire organizée au lieu d’organisée comme dans une pub qui passe en ce moment sur les chaînes françaises au Canada. Une chose est sûre cependant: mon épouse et moi ferons de notre mieux pour qu’elle ait une bonne formation de langue française à la maison.
Ceci dit, certaines personnes peuvent me demander pourquoi venir en Ontario et vouloir à tout prix que sa fille parle et écrive un bon français.
C’est simple. Officiellement, le Canada est un pays bilingue. De plus, la maîtrise de la langue française pourrait lui donner un léger avantage dans certaines situations plus tard.
Chritmas and Gift Wrapping
December 24, 2009When it comes to gifts, I usually take the easiest route: gift bags. Gift bags require the least amount of work. All you have to do is buy a gift bag from the dollar store, put the gift inside, and you’re done. This year, however, gift bags just did not seem right. They just did not seem beautiful enough under the Christmas tree, and most of all, they just did not seem beautiful and thoughtful enough for my daughter. This year, I bought some gift wrapping paper, sat down and wrapped the gifts for my daughter and my wife the old fashion way.
Now, that the gifts are wrapped and put under the Christmas tree, it’s time to think about tonight’s dinner. On the menu tonight: foie gras on toast with a touch of fig jam, oysters on the shell with mignonette sauce, and shrimp with a cocktail sauce (homemade mayonaisse with a touch of ketchup and cognac). I just have to decide what we will be having for dessert.
Birthday
December 11, 2009Baby Babble
October 13, 2009By some standards, Angelica should have started to babble a long time ago. But, I was not worried for she understood very well what we meant when we asked her to clap her hands, to wave good-bye, or even to give her plush dog a pat. Moreover, she regularly made some grunting noise. Today, I got the proof that I was right not to worry. She started babbling non-stop this afternoon. I know I’m biased, but the babbling was more pleasant to my ears than Céline Dion singing
Overprotective? Me? No way!
September 23, 2009If you had told me 10 months ago that I would become an overprotective father, I would have replied that you were out of your mind. I never thought I would become so overprotective, but I have. I guess one doesn’t really know what it is like to be father until one becomes one. Is it because I have a daughter and not a son? Hard to tell, but what I can say is that Angelica has completely changed my life. Life takes on a whole new meaning after her birth. All of a sudden, it’s not about me anymore, but about her. For example, the night before my last two exams, she woke up and cried twice. The next day, I went to my exams very very tired and had a tough time concentrating, but surprisingly, I was not angry at all. I guess this is what people call father’s love, isn’t it?
Angelica in the Jumperoo
July 6, 2009It was Angelica’s first time in a Jumperoo. At first, she did not know what to do. But, once she got the hang of it, nothing could stop her, except when she would activate the sound and light. Her parents were very happy to see her bouncing up and down.
Angelica and her flower
June 1, 2009Can you tell how much I miss her? It’s hard to believe that she was born 5 weeks early and weighing only 1.615 kg. A little less than two weeks more to wait before I can hold her in my arms again.
It’s amazing how much a baby can change one’s life. I used to iron my clothes and even startch them from time to time. Nowadays, I buy wrinkle-resistant trousers and shirts so that I don’t have to iron them. I also used to dream about buying a Ford Mustang GT . I don’t anymore. My next vehicle is probably going to be a minivan. It does not matter though for the joy she brings to me is priceless.
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