So You’re Canadian eh?

So You’re Canadian eh?

Grab a cup of coffee {I just made a fresh pot} and pull up a seat.

I want to take a break from school-related stuff to talk about something that has been on my mind.

Vermont

I’m not sure if you know this, but I was actually born in Canada.

See, my dad was in the Air Force stationed in Louisiana when he met my mom. He got assigned overseas while my mom was pregnant with me so she returned home to Canada to have me while my dad was gone. My mom, while born in the US, is from Canada. (My grandparents lived in Canada, came to the States, and then returned to Canada some time later.) When my dad came back to the US (around the time I was 6 months old), all 3 of us moved to Myrtle Beach Air Force Base…which is now a thing of the past.

Heading north! Stopped for lunch. October 2015

Growing up, I think we visited my mom’s family as often as we could. [No easy feat given how far we’ve always lived: South Carolina, Texas, southern Virginia, and finally North Carolina.] I remember spending at least a couple of Christmases in Canada with a ton of family. When I was around 10, my little sister and I got to spend a good part of the summer staying with my grandmother, my grandfather, and one of my uncles. That summer: we visited the Quebec City Zoo; we went ice-skating in the Quebec City mall; my sister and I helped my grandmother pick wax beans from her greenhouse; we picked blueberries from bushes in my grandmother’s yard that she then turned into a blueberry pie (my favorite!); my sister and I played in a little pool in my uncle’s yard; and I rode a bike around my uncle’s neighborhood by myself and got to ride it up to a little convenience store for small things we needed…and I was given a little extra money to buy a sweet treat. ๐Ÿ™‚ That summer was really a lot of fun and is now a very fond memory.

Headed north! October 2015

Unfortunately, after that summer, our visits became further and further spread out. I think our visit when I was in high school was the last time I had been until about 6 years ago.

Little town in Vermont

In 2011, my mom and I took Rosie and Ladybug on that thousand mile trip. We went over Halloween and got to go trick-or-treating in my grandfather’s neighborhood. It was FREEZING!!!! Technically, below freezing. Because it snowed. haha Ladybug only remembers getting carsick on the side of the New Jersey Turnpike. :p (For the record: NOT a fun experience.)

After Little Man was born, my mom and I decided to do it again. So we did. In October of 2015, all five of us trekked back up to Canada. Travelling with my little guy, who was just shy of 4 months old, was not as dreadful as I had worried it would be. Thanks to my mom being so supportive, I nursed Little Man all the way up the coast- and all the way back. It was so inconspicuous and he nursed in rest-stops while we ate and in restaurants while we ate, whenever he needed to he did. I brought his Bumbo seat, his walker, and his doorway jumper and he was as happy as a clam! Sleep was a little touchy while we were gone, especially towards the end of our trip. But over all, it was a super positive experience. My mom’s whole side of the family got to meet him and I now have pictures of all three of my kids with both of my grandparents. Priceless. I think the girls’ favorite part of the trip was one of my uncles renting a lake house so that the five of us could stay in the same house with his family (the 4 that made the trip) and then have other family come visit us at the house. They became quite enamored with my cousins. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Canada

My mom and sister are headed back to Canada next month…oddly enough, at the end of October. Unfortunately, it’s too short ofย notice for us to be able to make the trip. And I know the girls don’t want to miss Halloween here either. (They both have BIG plans for their costumes. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) I am a little bummed, especially since we couldn’t make it to my grandmother’s 80th birthday in June. [May and June are our busiest months, no joke.] I am hopeful that a trip in the spring will be possible. I want to make sure the girls remember the trips…and not the ‘getting sick’ parts. ๐Ÿ˜‰ I know Little Man won’t remember, but everyone else will. And if we start planning now, Hubby is going to try to come too!! He’s never been so that’ll be nice. ๐Ÿ™‚

Across the Canadian border.

Canada is a beautiful country. It literally takes my breath away every time I cross that border. I find everything so beautiful. When my mom took my sister and I when I was in high school, we visited the old Quebec City. I loved it! Cobblestone streets. Artists set up on the streets drawing charactures (ya know, the funny cartoon drawings of people), which we totally did. Horse-drawn carriages. And fun shops lining the streets. *I’ll have to look for my pictures to show you…because that was waaaaayyyy before the digital camera time. lol* It seems that the older I’ve gotten, the more I’ve wanted to connect with my roots. I would love to be able to spend a month with my maternal grandparents again, learn about that side of my family and have my maternal grandmother teach me how to cook her recipes. She is a really good cook. Really. No joke. I would love to have her teach me and Rosie everything she knows, because this is my kids’ heritage too. They are, after all, part Canadian. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Anyway, since this has been on my mind lately, I wanted to share it with you. I am definitely aware that we are lucky to live so close to our parents and I know that the relationship they have with the kids is definitely a blessing. It’s a wonderful thing to see.ย 

Thanks to Facebook, though, our extended families get to see pictures of us and the kids and watch them grow. And that’s not nothing. They have all commented at some point or another that they appreciate getting to see the pictures. And one day, I am going to take a train trip across Canada and see waaaay more of that beautiful country!

Thanks for listening. You’re a really good listener. ๐Ÿ™‚ And hey, if you ever need a friendly ear, I’m your girl! ๐Ÿ˜‰

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย Have a great day now, eh! ๐Ÿ˜‰

 

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