First off, today was a busy day dealing with the aftermath of "the flood". We're pretty sure the problem was from the upstairs toilet - the shut-off valve malfunctioned and the tank overflowed. The upstairs bathroom floor was wet and then the water found its way downstairs through the floor/ceiling, following pipes, etc. It's hard to explain the layout downstairs, but suffice it to say, there's damage to the bathroom walls, bathroom lino, cabinets that line the outside of the bathroom walls, the ceiling and a section of carpeting in the basement entry (not to mention almost evrything that was in the cabinets).
Dad called the insurance company first thing this morning. By 12:30, the guy from the restoration company was here and about a half hour later Drew, the project manager from the restoration company (who, btw, looks like he's about 14). We'll see what the insurance company okays, but it looks like they're recommending replacing both bathrooms' lino and baseboards, the bathroom walls, the cabinets, and the ceiling. We're not sure about the contents . . . the stuff we threw out was not valuable. As far as the albums and scrapbooks go, Drew sent over a couple ladies (I was out with my kids) this afternoon and they've taken them all to be restored. It sounds like they'll glue them flat into similar books and scan them, do some retouching in Photoshop and we'll get the originals back as well as the new copies. Right now, there are 2 dehumidifiers and 2 industrial fans running in the house, trying to dry things out. Overall, we're quite pleased with how fast things have gone and how pleasant everyone has been:-)
As I mentioned, I was out with the kids. We went to the Christian bookstore so I could shop around a bit - I finally got my copy of Crazy Love! Then we went to White Spot for dinner, which brings up another issue . . . I'm having trouble again with Sofia and food. All 3 dinners at the cabin were an issue as well as dinner tonight at the restaurant. If she's decided she doesn't like something, or isn't going to eat it, a battle ensues . . . she will chew something in her mouth for 5 minutes and not swallow . . . she will move the food constantly around her plate, etc. I think it's a control thing, but I'm not positive. She'll eat McDonald's hamburgers, but not mine or White Spot's. On Tuesday night we had steak. I know she's not a huge beef fan, so I gave her only a small piece - it took her 2 hours to finish . . . 2 days later she heard we were having hotdogs for dinner and I said she should eat some of the leftover steak first - she finished a small portion (with potatoes) in less than 10 minutes.
Some pictures of our last week:
One of the trees in Stanley Park, Vancouver.
By the totem poles in Stanley Park. The North Shore is in the background.
Me and the children last Sunday at Buntzen Lake (about a 35 minute drive from my dad's house).
My brother (Uncle Steve) celebrated his birthday at the cabin - each candle represents 4 years. Can you tell how old he is?
My dad taught Sam how to play Crib. He'd played it before but couldn't remember any of the rules.
Mattias out on the lake. Can you see the bottle of shampoo tucked into the ring's handle?
On Wednesday night, Sofia had been sent to bed early over the dinner issue (the boys were out with Uncle Steve). When I went outside to the loo, I found these ducks in our yard. I told dad that he could get Sofia up since it's not everyday you get to feed ducks in your yard. These 3 were so tame, they were eating out of our hands.
And even letting Sofia pet them.
They came back later when the boys were home, so they also got a chance to feed them and pet them. There were 2 other mallard families hanging around (one mamma and baby would only eat in the water while the other mamma and a bunch of ducklings wouldn't eat at all) and a family of Golden Eyes (whose mamma kept attacking the mallard ducklings). The pappa from the family we're feeding in these photos was hanging out in the lake when these guys were on shore.
Happy 4th to my American friends!!
The outskirts of St. Pete
Saint Petersburg: Sankt-Peterburg, Russian pronunciation: is a city and a federal subject of Russia located on the Neva River at the head of the Gulf of Finland on the Baltic Sea. The city's other names were Petrograd (1914–1924) and Leningrad (1924–1991). Founded by Tsar Peter I of Russia on 27 May, 1703, it was the capital of the Russian Empire for more than two hundred years (1713–1728, 1732–1918). Saint Petersburg is home to more than two hundred museums, many of them hosted in historic buildings. The largest of the museums is the Hermitage Museum, featuring interiors of the former imperial residence and a vast collection of art. Celebrating the 300th anniversary of its foundation, Saint Petersburg was selected as the main motif in a recent Finnish commemorative coin, the €10 Mannerheim and Saint Petersburg commemorative coin, minted in 2003. The reverse of the coin features a view of Saint Petersburg, with the Peter and Paul Fortress and its three turrets. In the coin the words "St. Petersburg 1703-2003" can be seen.