Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Seat Belt

Honestly if this is how fast the year is going to go, I had better put on my seat belt. It is flying . . . and where have I been?

Happy New Year and I hope Christmas was an awesome celebration with your family, friends or on the quiet.

Not long got all the kids down, and down again, and I am in serious need of a good cup of tea. The Husband is away for work and things are taking a wee bit longer.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

On the 20th Day of Christmas

I have an unwell little boy who is requiring a lot of loving (for the last few days). All other plans put on hold - drat that Christmas is so close and time is fleeing.

Hope you had a wonderful weekend.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

16th Day

Hey Donna! Lovely to see you. Hope you have been keeping yourself inside in the air-con? I haven't worked out possible date for us to come and visit, will talk to you soon - perhaps very soon - you only have 3 sleeps to go, yeah?

Wednesday. Zali at kindy. Griff, Caleb and I went to the park - Caleb rode his bike most of the time and ended up totally shattered. His legs are getting stronger and his steering is improving and he is loving it. The 'shattered' tanty on the way home/at home was a little undesirable but he slept at least.

Griffy has turned into such a little boy now he is walking. He thinks he is so cool (and so do I!)

Off to sew, lots to do.

Monday, December 14, 2009

The Fourteenth Day of Christmas

Was very hot and very long.

We were at Carindale Shopping Centre around 9.30am to get to Santa (at David Jones) early. Basically to avoid a queue with impatient children and get 'done' before they hit their tired-uncooperative-monster-state. All three were quite well behaved, all keen to see Santa (mostly), loved eating in the food court and bounced and plodded along happily. I took my time and let them enjoy the experience instead of my usual of frazzled-ness.

This is the skirt I made - Zali loves it and had to wear it today. That was the bribe I had to use to actually get it off her when I finished it yesterday afternoon.


Poor old Griffy has had a pretty good bruise going on his cheek - now it is dirt coloured which matches the rest of him. Ha.



Ok dokes. Off to play with the skirt design.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

13th Day

Wowsers December is moving along pretty fast. I am still trying to catch up to November!

Been sewing again/still. Learnt a few more skills using my over locker and I am in fabric heaven.

Hope you had a rippa weekend!

Friday, December 11, 2009

On the 11th Day

we suffered in the heat. H.O.T!

Dipped feet in wading pool and splashed around. Slept for two hours in air-con. Mucked around on the floor, flying and wrestling and growling. Drank water and more water.

Oh how I wish for a white Christmas!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

A Big 10th Day

Some cutting and pinning and sewing from this busy little bee to make . . . shorts for Caleb


and a skort for Zali. Do I need to mention how hard it is to get your over-tired children to stay still for a photo?



Today marked the end of an era. Sniff. The last *ever* day of Little School. The last ever school bus ride. The last ever Lynne and Koula - Caleb's teachers who totally rock! Sure, they said come back and visit and stuff, but, no longer will our visits be regular. Next year is Big School with new friends and new teachers.


Zali, Griffy and I met the Husband in at Little School for Graduation. They sang some songs and played instruments and then came the 'official ceremony' with the Principal. When Caleb's name was called he flicked on the shy button and acted all coy - but proudly got his certificate and 2.4 seconds of glory.


We danced, we ate and we played. We packed up and came home to have a rest in the air conditioning.

Afternoon time meant splashing in a smidge of water and a good chunk of freshly cut watermelon.











We had take-away for dinner.

On the way to pick it up Caleb asks 'are we going to ABC Mum?

My tiny motor starts whirring and I am trying my best to make sense of his question.

Oh.

'No honey, its KFC'.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

9th day

hi. am busy sewing. will show you tomorrow.

p.s. happy birthday janene.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

On the Eighth Day of Christmas

we got a new member of the family - a Second Skin arm for Caleb. Red - woo woo! Plus a motorbike - woo woo!



The kids were up at 4.40am. The Husband left for the airport at 5.30am. Grandma left for work at 6.00am. Around 6.07am I was already gritting my teeth and flaring my nostrils.

Chris our mechanic came at 7.30am to service the Carnival, I dropped Zali off at kindy and then was able to sit down to have breakfast. Around 10am Caleb, Griff and I headed off the Wesley Hospital for the Second Skin (new arm) appointment while on the phone to the Royal Children's Hospital making appointments for therapy follow up in January.

Sleeps didn't really happen. Sigh. Did a little Christmas shopping in the late arvo before I picked up Z from kindy. Then the usual crazy evening routine. I also made up some bowls of goodies for Caleb to take to little school tomorrow for his friends. If I have time in the morning I will make up Zali's stuff for kindy.

Wednesday both big kids are gone. I am really wanting to get some *good* photos of my Griffy walking. It is tricky - he still won't perform on cue. Drat it. Here is a shocker, but you get the idea.


Night.

Monday, December 7, 2009

The 7th Day

was a very challenging day. Very.

There wasn't much to photograph today. With steam coming out of my ears and cleaning/tidying/picking up after or some other tedious task that naughty children had left/caused, I wasn't very much in the mood.

Other parts you would not want to see in pictures anyway.

Like when I saw a naked 13 month boy standing at the back door. Like when I saw his nappy, which he had removed, laying in the kitchen. Like when I went to pick him up to re-nappy and the smell of what was in the deserted nappy wafted and tickled my nostrils. Like when I saw what he looked like with said smelly stuff all over him. All over him. The feet, the legs, the rudey parts, the hands and arms and even the face - he must have had an itch to scratch.

Un.Be.Liev.Able.

We had to shower ourselves clean and dry and start afresh. Afresh, that was my aim, until I saw Little Miss 3 standing at the bottom of the stairs rolling around a particularly nasty smelly piece of brown play dough - which was *not* play dough. What the?

Lets just hope tomorrow is a *much* better day. Yes?