Rock'n'Roll

Baby G is rocking and rolling good. When he gets to his tummy and brings his arms up for support, he looks around to see who is seeing his handy work. They are lucky and get a sweet smile to share in his happiness. He has been rolling for a few weeks but this numbskull only thought today about getting photos.

Lesson

Today's lesson:

Make sure you *check* how much coffee is left in the cup when you *think* there is one last mouthful . . .

. . . thinking until, that is, your mouth fills and the *actual* last mouthful resembles a brown waterfall cascading down your rocky chin. Sigh.

Let's See

I have (finally) made a new header. About time Griffy had a photo instead of a ultrasound shot. The kids certainly approved when they all screamed 'yay!' in loud excitement when I showed them.

I am not a lucky person generally. Fernwood had a competition to drop your name into the box for a 3 month membership at a stand at the Carindale shops. I had been considering the possible potential maybe perhaps giving a gym a go. I was a little scared and lacking the confidence to give it a shot, you know, didn't want to fail . . . Winning (!) the three month membership is a great prize which I can use to help me be a better me. I can give my old bones a good old wake up and burn some calories without the financial outlay. I have twelve weeks to make this a good thing for me. Cross your fingers for me.

4Mths

This little spunk rat is four months old. He had his 'jabs' today and his growth in every aspect is super. Super cuddly that is!

He is a little treasure. Tonight when he fell asleep after a feed, I noticed his cute pudgy little hand was wrapped around my thumb - awwww!

Love you little man!

Yum

The days seem to be slipping by so quickly. My regular schedule has been changed a little in the past week, so I am back to forgetting what day it currently is. Eck.

On Tuesday at Caleb's therapy at the Royal Children's Hospital, Mel and Tim (the professionals in this story) took us to the other end of the building to a wee kitchen. Caleb made gingerbread cookies, following some instructions and ticking them off as they went. He mixed, he rolled the dough, he stamped the shapes all while keeping an eye out the window looking at the plethora of planes, trains, buses, cars, motorbikes and trucks - life couldn't get much better surely?

Of course in the middle of making all this (and it smelled deeee-vine!) Griffy had to pipe up and make himself heard . . . yep, that nasty lower end. After changing his entire outfit we came back down the hall smelling the gingerbread cooking.

The decorating was fun! Caleb squeezed the mickey out of the tubes of icing to decorate all the shapes. Mel and Tim decorated as well - I think they enjoyed the experience as much as Caleb. Supposedly Tim had been excited since the day before! Therapy has a wide range of activities!

Caleb got to take his prize cookies home. On a big plate. That sat on the floor next to him in the car. The big plate didn't actually have any grip for corners or braking. They flipped and jumped. Caleb giggled. I have been finding icing throughout the car since Tuesday. But the freshly baked gingerbread cookies rocked!

Tomorrow, after little miss Stubborn goes to kindy, Griffy and I head to little school for a meet and greet for the parents, teachers and kiddies. Caleb is pretty stocked that we are going in, no doubt all the kids will be psycho from showing off. Should be a big gathering - five teachers and assistants plus the therapists who come and go, the 14 students (gasp!) and parents. That is a huge preschool/pre-prep class with all different kids this year. Caleb's friends have moved on to Prep as they were a smidge older. These days he is making some new friends and having a great time. Will be nice to meet them all.

My aim is to get up early, put on the washing and bake an apple and raspberry bread ready to share at little school. It takes one hour to bake and the show starts at 9am . . . wish me luck!

Paperwork

My to-do list (as usual) is taking a long time to be 'ticked off'. One item on the list is 'update blog' but it is not at the top so I don't seem to get down to it much. Not that I don't want to, just that I need to do paperwork for Little School and other bits and pieces and it all takes time that my kids don't want me to waste time on.

You see, I am wanted out the back to push swings, inside to make lunch/dinner, at the TV to put on Dora the Explorer, at the change table to change some *nasty* nappies (did I mention that Griffy shat on me again this evening - and the little devil sat there smiling at me knowing what he had done!), cuddling Caleb cause he is tired and cranky after Little School, cuddling Zali cause she tripped on the blowup mattress while playing with her pillow when she should have been going to sleep, and cuddling Griffy cause he is gorgeous and cuddly and smiley and I could eat him up . . .

. . . he will, soon enough, be like the other ratbags so I need to savour this precious time.

Anyway, here are my ratbags.