Come on! Why else do we have children if not to dress them up and have a little laugh?
Anyway, Finn (cowboy boots and shades!) and I (shaved my legs this week!) have been out exploring the city of Vancouver- maybe you heard that the 2010 Olympics are here right now? Chaos? Masses of people roaming the streets? Very excited hockey fans waving jumbo size flags as they line up all over the city to kill time while they anxiously awaiting the next game (sorry for your loss tonight, Oh Canada)? Nightly fireworks and a big cauldron of flame?… surely you’ve heard! Anyway, wandering the City with my doesn’t-give-a-crap 17 week old baby, we’ve discovered the busiest place to be is downtown- Granville and Robson Streets are closed to vehicles, making blocks and blocks of party zone, and Robson Square with it’s evening fire and light shows, free zip line across downtown (6hour lineup!), lots of fabo live performances, and the thousands of people wandering the streets in all forms of cheer and excitement, makes for a lively core to this generally not so lively city.
But this afternoon we decided to avoid the big crowds and went down to Granville Island for Winterupption! (my favourite Vancouver free winter event!)- and it honestly was no busier down on GI than any other Sunday afternoon on a beautiful sunny day- I think that the masses of people are focused downtown, and not really wandering much afield. Chinatown, Gastown, the Drive and Kits all seem to be about the same level of busy-ness as usual… are the Olympics really bringing the kind of economic shot-in-the-arm that was envisioned? Hmmm… A wander through Chapter’s bookstore this afternoon, at the corner of the busiest part of downtown, proved extremely quiet, with very few people shopping and I was told by a clerk that has been like this for the whole week- although the lineup for the neighboring Starbucks stretched halfway through non-fiction!
Regardless of this all, we are enjoying ourselves as much as possible- just look at this photo- can you believe the excitement on this face? (As you can see he is a big fan of tobogganing.)
Okay, so I’ve been having these moments wandering around the city with Finn and surrounded by his people, when it occurs to me that HE IS CANADIAN. I mean he is born here, and for that reason alone he will always be different from his parents. We don’t quite belong like he does. It’s like growing basil, you can either start it from a seed (the challenging old fashioned way) or you can buy a starter and transplant it (of course that’s what I do)… But seriously folks, it’s pretty cool having a kid that is really fundamentally different than me. Sometimes I feel like I just delivered him to where he belongs, as if from the beginning of my life I was destined to give birth to Canadian Bacon.
Did you watch the Opening Ceremonies of the Olympics? Did you see the fabulous k.d. lang singing Leonard Cohen’s ‘Hallelujah’ (2 of my fav Canadians, btw). Well I just got all teary watching her singing, and holding little sleeping Finn close channeling all the mama pride I could muster on behalf of my blissfully ignorant bambino. It was awesome, and I’m so glad he has this place to call home.
I’m off to bed! Must get rest for tomorrow, another fun-filled day of Olympic-themed action.