Oh Happy Day

Don’t you just love those days when you’re just rockin’ your gig?

I had one of those yesterday. One of those perfect days, where even though everything is not perfect, you feel like you are doing a good job, being productive and making your corner of the world a better place. Since I’m still basking in the glow of self satisfaction, let me share it with you.

I got up early, hoping for a bit of ‘me time’, but no sooner had I started moving did both boys appear. That is the youngest boys. The Accountant is very committed to his stance to not rise any earlier then necessary. No matter. Got them chomping on their weet-bix and had enough time to do a blog entry while I ate my own breakfast. Jumped in the shower, (always a goal of mine before The Accountant leaves, otherwise I’m in PJ’s for hours as Toddler T gets into copious amounts of mischief while I am in the bathroom), came out and took over from The Accountant who was playing a very educational maths game with J Boy. I won, and Little Mr. Competitive is working on appropriate responses when losing and made some admirable progress.

We started to play another game, but halfway through J Boy was starting to lose interest and Toddler T was no longer satisfied playing by himself. He had done a stellar effort playing for half an hour. I am constantly amazed at how different life has been since he has hit the 18 month milestone. Last month he wouldn’t even touch his toys. Truly, he’s never cared too much about any toys, then all of a sudden the scales fell from his eyes and they were suddenly cool!

So, we moved into the playroom. Played stacking pegs with Toddler T. If you want a quality toy for your toddler. I highly reccomend these. Great for hand eye co-ordination, and then as they get older they can do all sorts of things with patterns and sequencing. J Boy still enjoys playing with them on the odd occassion. (Hint: don’t buy a cheap set though. They stick together, making it hard to pull apart and kids lose interest really quickly.) I bought them from a Learning Ladder party. Check it out here on page 17 of the catalogue.

Meanwhile J Boy was convinced to play a solo game of fruit dominoes. I joined in and we played a few games together while Toddler T continued engrossing in stacking pegs. He soon discovered it was awesome to throw the pegs around the room, so instead we packed the pegs up and started to build block towers for him to destroy instead.

Next, onto morning tea. Homemade pecan and pear cake and fruit.

And why not stay in your PJ’s until lunchtime on a cold rainy day?

 Then we drew on the glass doors with some special ‘glass chalk’ I’d picked up from a bargain bin somewhere.

Aspiring artist

Toddler T went off to bed and J Boy spent the time playing a lovely game of ‘pirates hiding treasure’ on his own in the playroom. This gave me the chance to get a bit of housework done which was fantastic.

After lunch I was a bit tired, (it’s quite exhausting sometimes incubating 3 human beings), so we all sat down and watched a DVD together.

Brotherly love – so cute!

Once that was over we made scones for afternoon tea.

Toddler T only has one thing on his mind – consumption! (Can you tell he’s teething?)

We had a game of giant snakes and ladders – made more complex by Toddler T constantly running through the game disturbing the markers. There was a disturbing moment when the toddler chucked the die behind the fridge. The crisis was averted by finding another one, only to be faced with a new catastrophe when J Boy had to slide down his first snake. By the end of the game he still didn’t like it, but was displaying admirable sportsmanship when he encountered all his serpent nemesis.

The Accountant had a meeting and was getting home after the boys bedtime, so I’d chosen an easy meal of vegies and frozen fish/fish fingers. Luckily I got it all cooked before a long series of power surges started, ending in a black-out. Of course this was met by great excitement, in the boys eyes it was the perfect way to end the day. We had a lovely candlelit dinner. The news of no bath was also embraced joyfully. (We get our water from our tank, and the pump is electric.) Thank goodness we had an indoor day and they weren’t particularly dirty! Bedtime was a no fuss affair, maybe the extra darkness encouraged sleep to come quickly.

Today has been a busy day also, matching games, playdough, colouring-in, play with cousins and lots of imaginative play. But there has been a lot more tears and disagreements, so yesterday is still holding position of best day of the week!

Isn’t it lovely when such a simple day is such a delight? We didn’t do anything extraordinary. The house wasn’t in pristine condition at the end. We played with the toys they already had, we kept busy and just enjoyed spending time together. What constitutes a good day for you?

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A Brief Holiday?

We are currently having a short family holiday at the beach. It’s raining right now. It has been raining since we arrived, and I don’t expect it to stop until after we leave. We knew it was going to be raining, but figured a getaway would be still worthwhile since The Accountant unexpectantly has got a few days off before starting a new job. (A good thing!)

The rain I can deal with. It’s the boys that tend to be more of a challenge. All three of them. 

The Accountant has been dying to re-live his childhood memories and take Buster four wheel driving. We’ve never had a 4WD before, so it’s been something he’s been waiting to do for a long time. So, we went for a long leisurely drive along the beach today.

The boys did remarkably well for being in the car for so long, but what else could we do after all, it was raining, so we may as well go for a drive along the beach. The Accountant was happy. We bought an ice-cream from “Mr. Yum Yum” the beach 4WD vendor and then the boys were happy. We even got out and had a wet walk to Freshwater Lake which made us all happier.

We also had a look at Double Island Point.

It briefly stopped raining while we had lunch, which made The Accountant feel like swimming, only it was raining by the time he drove to the beach. So after he went for a swim in the pouring rain while the boys and I waited in the car, we continued on our way to the hotel, where he forgot that he had promised J Boy a swim in the pool – of course he didn’t feel like swimming at the point, so put it off. When they finally returned, I had a nice hot spa ready for them to jump into. While The Accountant got The Baby ready for joining them in the spa, he looked up to see J Boy weeing into the spa. Dealing with this incident so distracted The Accountant that he let go of The Baby, quite forgetting that he had just taken a dirty nappy off said child. By the time he remembered this critical information The Baby was happily sitting on my pillow, deciding it was much more comfortable then several spots on the bed. (Of course leaving spots on the bed.)

It’s lovely getting out of town, really, it is.

With two young boys, I don’t think it’s quite correct to describe it as a holiday however.

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Destructive Instructions

When I was growing up I often heard my father proclaim that, “Real men don’t read instructions.” I was used to watching him experiment with this or that, with varying degrees of success, and eventually (most of the time) get the something to work, or build the something, (of course the left over screws were meant to be spares). Ranting and raving when things weren’t coming together also seemed a necessary part of the assembly process.

Then, in my early 20’s I met The Accountant. (Well, he wasn’t an Accountant then, but the makings were there.) A more meticulous, detail oriented male compared to my father. I discovered, that there is a specimen of real men who can read instructions. Some men take great effort to follow every instruction ever so carefully, as it turned out. They also use a tape measure to hang pictures – something my father scoffs at. (Although he does love his son-in-law, honest.)

It seems my son is stuck in the middle of these two perspectives. He takes after his father by opening the instructions and reads them carefully. He can be forgiven this flaw by his grandfather by calling them, “Destructions”.

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New Love

I have a new love in my life.

He was born on Tuesday night and is my nephew.

When you hold a little newborn in your arms, it’s hard to ignore the beauty and sanctity of life. It always just amazes me that hours earlier that little one was nestled deep within its mothers womb. Deep within that womb over the last 9 months that little life has gradually been knit together so that on just the right day he can enter the world, ready to start life.

“For you created my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.” Psalm 139:13

I wish every baby had the chance to be born.


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