Friday, 11 September 2009
I am so talented!
Ben has just mastered the skill of hopping. This morning on the way to preschool he just had to show me how well he can do it. He then enquired if I could hop too. I replied that I could and he demanded to see it. So I hopped down the middle of the school corridor. Ben squealed in delight "Mummy you are SUCH a good hopper!" He was so proud of my hopping ability and amazed that i was so good at it. I am going to accept the praise gratefully because in a few short years I wont know anything and wont be able to do anything properly! So I will enjoy it while I can!
Thursday, 10 September 2009
Bird Poo
Mummy gets in car and remarks to Daddy "I'm so over all the bird shit on the car!"
Matthew exclaims "Bird ship! Whats that?" Gets no response. Matthew repeats "Bird ship?????"
Mummy dissovles into fits of giggles!
Ryan responds dryly "Matthew, she means bird poo!"
Daddy and Mummy burst out into fits of laughter.
Mummy puts IOU for $100 into swear jar!
Matthew exclaims "Bird ship! Whats that?" Gets no response. Matthew repeats "Bird ship?????"
Mummy dissovles into fits of giggles!
Ryan responds dryly "Matthew, she means bird poo!"
Daddy and Mummy burst out into fits of laughter.
Mummy puts IOU for $100 into swear jar!
Saturday, 5 September 2009
When Ryan grows up
He is apparently going to be............ an architect. Dorothy, the teachers aid a preschool gave me a long talking to the other day telling me she had never seen a child with such symmetry and balance........in their box constructions! And she believes becoming an architect is Ryan's calling in life. Kata will be so proud! I wonder what her box constructions looked like when she was 4?
Here comes lunch
Matthew and I were having a conversation about wastage today....... food wastage. It sounded like this:
Matthew: "Mummy I'm just going to do a poo now so I've gotten rid of dinner."
Mummy: "That great buddy but it takes a little while for your food to get down there. If you were to do a poo now it would be from what you ate for lunch."
Matthew: (*grunts*) "Here comes lunch!"
Matthew: "Mummy I'm just going to do a poo now so I've gotten rid of dinner."
Mummy: "That great buddy but it takes a little while for your food to get down there. If you were to do a poo now it would be from what you ate for lunch."
Matthew: (*grunts*) "Here comes lunch!"
Thursday, 3 September 2009
Heaven
Our poor neighbours have had a really bad week. It has been bad news after bad news for them finishing with their beloved old dog dying. I explained what had happened to the boys saying that their dog would now be in heaven and feel much better and not be in pain. We then went to the shops to buy the girls some flowers to cheer them up. (The girls are 12 and 9). When we got home the neighbours weren't home. Matthew knew why they weren't home. They were still taking their dog to heaven!
Tuesday, 1 September 2009
Murphy's Law
It is always the way. Nathan is away and I get a call from the school. Matthew fell off the monkey bars. Thank goodness he wasn't injured but they have to notify parents when there has been a head injury. He had a minor egg on his head and he had even forgotten about it by the time I picked him up after school. (I hadn't, I was imagining an egg the size of an emus'!)
Then... i found my bedroom window has been smashed! (Well it's got a big X cracked through it) I think a flying remote control that belongs to a fire truck was the culprits. Just as I am sure it will be the first of many smashed windows in a house of three boisterous boys!
But on a good note, we had the Miles Magnificent Maths Night at school tonight. This week is National Literacy and Numeracy week. So the school put on a maths games night and reading picnic later in the week. So I dragged Cleon with us to play maths games all evening. Maths is no longer counting those cube roddy things. Matthew's maths lesson consist of dice and spinners and domino's and animal shaped counter and the occasional worksheet. I really think it is going to produce more enthusiastic maths students. Because my three boys (and Cleon) had a ball playing. They didn't want to come home!
Then... i found my bedroom window has been smashed! (Well it's got a big X cracked through it) I think a flying remote control that belongs to a fire truck was the culprits. Just as I am sure it will be the first of many smashed windows in a house of three boisterous boys!
But on a good note, we had the Miles Magnificent Maths Night at school tonight. This week is National Literacy and Numeracy week. So the school put on a maths games night and reading picnic later in the week. So I dragged Cleon with us to play maths games all evening. Maths is no longer counting those cube roddy things. Matthew's maths lesson consist of dice and spinners and domino's and animal shaped counter and the occasional worksheet. I really think it is going to produce more enthusiastic maths students. Because my three boys (and Cleon) had a ball playing. They didn't want to come home!
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