Well, I guess that he finally got what he wanted. Power. At least with a minority parliament he should have at least a few checks and balances with regards to his social conservatism. I just can’t believe that we have him for Prime Minister. Ugh! What is Canada coming to?

As an aside yesterday we were driving home from the grocery store and Hedy Fry was on 12 Ave. campaigning with some signs and umbrellas. As we passed her Aidan started to cry. We had to reassure him that we would be by her very quickly and safely home. I though it was quite funny. Maybe we have a political baby. I know we have one who knows what he wants and he knows how to get it. (Maybe the “Sex Pistols” I listened to while he was in the womb made an impact. LOL) Ah well.

Wish us all sleep. Ciao!

Just for kicks, here’s a site to judge where you fall in the political spectrum. I was surprisingly much more Left/Libertarian than I expected to be. You can also compare yourself to where the site thinks our major parties lie:

http://www.politicalcompass.org

and

http://www.digitalronin.f2s.com/politicalcompass/canada2005.php

I wonder if The Boy is taking the VeggieTales thing a little too much to heart.

After not a little bit of experimentation, The Boy doesn’t seem to like meat very much. Attempts to feed him tonight some concoction featuring chicken were spectacularly unsuccessful. However, the green beans mixed with rice and the Just Apple dessert went over swimmingly.

In fact trying to get him to eat almost anything with meat is usually met with active resistance. The little guy could have held Europe all by himself.

Anyway, is this a sign of things to come, or, like everything else that’s preceded: just a phase?

Grumpy might be right. Maybe we are raising a Lotus Eater.

Last night was Lynn’s “Going to Depot” send-off. We arrived when the party was in full swing, owing to the commute from UBC to “North Delta” and the incredible traffic on the East-West Connector.

Lots of friends were there to wish Lynn well. The party was held in the party room in Lynn & Hendrik’s complex, and it was plenty large enough to hold the crowd. There were a number of young ‘uns there, and Aidan hit it off well enough. As the evening went on, he flirted with everyone there, and outlasted all the kids … continuing to crawl around, chasing me all over the room. This wasn’t a small room, and he chased me for a good 10-15 minutes, so we expected him to be all tuckered out last night.

Well, he zonked out pretty quick in the car. Of course he woke up when we got home, but Gwen eventually got him back down. And then the night. Oy. I think I got 5 or 6 hours sleep, and hardly any of it contiguous.

He’s running a really low fever (maybe) today, and continuing to be cranky. Teething and maybe a little bit of something else. At least we’re justified in keeping him hopped-up on Baby Tylenol tonight.

Good luck Lynn! Have fun!