Day 7..nearly 1 week down

Carpets and children are not a good combination. Unfortunately they are attracted to each other. Matilda particularly loves them and recently did an excellent Pro Hart impersonation with a crayon. What would possess her to do such a thing...being big and grown up and nearly 7? Her father seriously contemplated that same question and was not able to come up with an adequate answer...other than she is a red head. It didn't sit well for her.

She smiled sweetly at the carpet cleaner as he arrived this morning but was somewhat dismayed when he announced that infact the crayon was oil based and had actually dyed into the carpet and could not be removed. She awaits her father's return to inform him of this. Again, I doubt it will sit well for her.

Thursday addendum..

Just a quick extra post to let little Lili know that Uncle Bill HAS finished her doll house and it WILL be coming with us (somehow) for our weekend visit :)

Day 6 and counting

Windy. Windy. It feels like Pooh Bear's story of a very windy day.
We had a little day trip to Wollongong for the ENT to check Gracie's ears & stopped at Kiama on the way home to check out the blow hole. Despite howling wind, the surf was non existent...and the blow hole was also having a rest. The girls had to amuse themselves with chasing seagulls instead.


If you show this to a seagull.....

This is the next view you get........






Mt Pleasant lookout - looking over Gerringong.

day 5...

School holidays...day 5 [but in seems much longer than that....]
One of those days really. I had to take a hydro class for work so I took the elder 2 with me. They managed to do laps of the pool without drowning. I didn't drown my client either. Wins all round!

Is it wrong to teach a child to count cards?? Gracie learnt the basics of snap. It all went well for a while, but was destined to end in tears. Not everyone can win. Especially when they play their father!

School holidays...day 4

Tara returned home. Finally. Her Bestie left for Sydney for a few days leaving her with nothing to do but play in Dad's shed. Without doubt a receipe for disaster. She worked hard on her roller blading for at least 5 mins then decided that perhaps a skate board was more her style. Her father fears that she might pick herself up a Sk8r boi, so alas she is not allowed to play at the skate ramp. The last young hopeful I saw down there had a large red mowhawk. I thought that went out with the punk era...maybe it is making a comeback. She is still not allowed to go down there.



Chip also fancies a run at the skate ramp, but had to be content with looking on from under the gate & crying quietly.

The front tyres are scrubbing badly on the car. I have no idea what this means, but it filled in Bill's morning for him. He also notes that he taught Tara the different parts of the motor - I doubt she listened and hopefully she is not being quizzed on it. I dont think it is a question in her upcoming yr5 basic skills test.


The other 2 pursued quieter objectives (at times)

school holidays...day 2 & 3

Royal Albert "Moss Rose" 8 piece setting and & Oneida cutlery.

I HAD to have this dinner setting. You couldn't get married and not have a dinner setting, right? We made this purchase when we were engaged....I dragged Bill into Grace Bros in Forbes to look at it (because men, of course, know all about dinner settings). He confirmed his level interest by placing the spoon in his mouth to 'check' whether it would be the right shape to maximise the dessert he could get into his mouth. I bought it all anyway. I should have placed more importance on his perceptiveness.

The thought occured to me yesterday that I could pull all this out and use for the visitors we were having for lunch. What a good idea...that now bumps its statistics up to about 5 lots of use in nearly 15 years of marriage. Good buy hey?

Anyway, we had a lovely lunch with our visitors, and I neglected to take a photo!

This morning I got to attend work whilst Bill took Tilly & Grace to Josie's 'handbag' birthday party. The latter seemed more excited by it than the former, but he survived. Tara scored an invite to 'stay over' at her 'besties'. We are starting to wonder if she will infact return home, and if so whether we will recognise her :)