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London Calling

Olympic fever has hit our house!

I’m not a big sports person, but I love the Olympics. And this year, in London, is especially exciting. I lived just outside of London for almost a year after my undergrad, and the city is one of the first places that Pierre and I visited together, when he came to see me during my year abroad. It’s been fun showing the boys the sights on the T.V., and being able to say, “Look! Mommy & Papa have been there together. One day we’ll take you too!” 

So to kick-off the games, we had a Great Britain-themed evening. During grocery shopping yesterday, Benjamin and Nicholas chose treats from the United Kingdom aisle, Mint Aeros (which you can get in Canada, but not in the U.S.), and Jammie Dodgers, a jam-filled shortbread cookie. We had bangers and mash (sausages and mashed potatoes) for supper, and I made bannoffee pie for dessert. So easy to make. No baking needed, but so, so tasty!

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Here’s the recipe that I used, though I substituted graham crackers for digestive cookies (only because that’s what I had on hand):

Classic Bannoffee Pie from Carnation

After supper, we settled down together, cuddling on the couch, to watch the Opening Ceremonies. Now, the boys didn’t make it too far into the show: long enough to eat one Jammie Dodger each, then Ben asked to go to bed around 8:15 p.m. (and Pierre and I only made it to 10:15 p.m….light-weights, I know!). But, through the magic of technology (thank you DVR! How did I live without you?!), we showed the boys the rest this morning. We cheered for Team Canada and Team U.S.A. during the Parade of Nations. And we cheered Team Great Britain too. Canada is part of the Commonwealth after all, and you have to show respect for the host nation. Plus, how amazing were those Opening Ceremonies? Classy, fun, and complete with Mary Poppins. Well done London!

So, another item off the Summer to-do list, and a pretty fun, but simple, family night. Simple fun is the best, isn’t it?

We’ll be tuning into swimming later today. Ben passed into the next level of during swim lessons yesterday (HOORAY! He’s now a Starfish!). Who knows, maybe someday one of my boys will be marching during the Parade of Champions?

xo Naomi

 

P.S.: The baby doves are busy growing…

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  1. RayJuly 29, 2012 at 12:40 PM

    Ben and Nicholas will have to come and visit Uncle Ray, Aunt Nolla and Cousin "little Ray";-)

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