4 year old's ambitions.

Thanks alot Mop! Way to go!

A discussion I just had with her:

M: (in tears) I want to be like you, a grown up!

S: Being a grown up isn't all fun and games. We don't get to play as often as little girls do. We don't get to play with our Barbies and Ponies anymore. We have to go to work and do jobs around the house.

M: I still want to be a grown up.

S: Alright, what will you do when you are a grown up.

M: Get a pink car and go on holiday to the beach.

S: Sounds fun. How are you going to get money to pay for a car?

M: Get it from the bank.

S: How is it going to get there?

M: (confused) I'll get money from the bank.

S: OK you have to go to work to earn money to put into the bank.

M: Oh no! I'll be like you.

S: What?

M: I'll be like you....

I finally triggered that she thinks that I have fun all day long and that being a stay-at-home-mum is fun and games! And that I don't work. Hmmmm... I guess all that spring cleaning I have done in the last few weeks has gone by unnoticed. The meals that I cook, the washing I do, the baking I do, the cleaning up of her toys wasn't done by me... NOOOOO... it was done by the housework fairies. They DO exist!

Funny conversation though.

I then explained to her when she, E and Kinder Surprise are in big school, then I will go back to work like Daddy. She wasn't too impressed - "Will Daddy stay home then?"

"No, Daddy will work too. It's just that while you are in school, no one needs to be home. There is no one to take care of. So I'll go to work."

By now she has forgotten the initial "I want to be a grown up!" thing. I have NO IDEA what made her so upset and made her think that being a grown up was the be-all and end all!

Well I better get back to doing nothing and having a wonderful time, because dinner is about to be cooked up and dished out by those ellusive fairies. Oh and while they are at it, they can clean the kitchen up as well!

Listen and you will hear....

That's a deep title isn't it? Now sit cross-legged and meditate on that for a moment....

Right that's enough!!!

My poor son who has been tantruming his frustrations out because his own mother didn't take the time to listen to him. All this "jabbering" he does?? Well turns out they are actual words. I've been in so much of a hurry, that I didn't take the time to really listen to the poor kid. He also likes having some independence and likes to help out - if I let him.
For instance - yesterday we got home, I left my keys in the open front door so I could dump some stuff on the kitchen table. When I came back to the front door, I saw E trying to reach my keys, so I took them out and gave them to him. Then he began to shut the door - then went to put my keys in the "key bowl". The times he has hit the roof because I have dragged him inside and down to the back end of the house, not even thinking that he might like to shut the door!

We were at Mum's the other day and he said "Chair" I was kind of shocked, so I said "Yes that's your chair" He plonked his padded rear end on it and said "Sit, chair". That's when I realised the poor kid's jibberish probably means something. So I spent the rest of the day hanging onto every word he said. And he says words that are very similar to what he is talking about.

Today he helped me count to ten, and learned "up" and "down". He is pointing to things and saying "Sat" (what's that?).

Today has been tanty free. We are making progress!!! Well - maybe I am making progress. I need to slow down and take time to hear the kid out. Poor little tike.

Today was also a really lovely day. I drove the kids down to Daz's work and then we headed to the local park for a picnic. After we had eaten, I left my pregnant rear end on the blanket while the kids and Daz tore around after each other on the grass. It was so lovely to watch and to hear the kids laughing their heads off! We definately will be doing that again, especially as the weather is so lovely at the moment.

This weekend I am off to a conference in the Claire Valley - as the guest speaker!! Very exciting stuff!!

Ok I am gonna head out of here. I need to fall into a deep sleep for at least 2 weeks, I feel that tired!

SO slack....

That's me. Call me Mrs Slacker the Whacker.....

It's been ages since my last post - as you probably worked out by the long gaps between dates. Call me Captain Obvious too while you are at it.

Ok the family news:

Daz - same ol.

Mop - developed an attitude overnight, now says "I don't know about that" when we tell her to do something. Is happy to yell at us if we tell her to do something she REALLY doesn't want to do. But is a beautiful little princess 99% of the time, so we will still keep her.
She is fast becoming a big girl. Tonight we are trying her without nappies to see if she can stay dry overnight. Experimental stages - but that's what firstborns are for right? Experimenting?
She did her own seat belt up today! She's so proud of herself!
She had some rather interesting questions a few weeks ago about how the baby was going to come out of my tummy. I don't know why but Daz conveniently is NEVER in the room when these sorts of topics come up. So I had to tackle it as best as I could.
"Mummy, when you go to the hospital, will the baby come out of your belly button"
*snort* "Ummm... no. It won't."
"Well HOW then?? Show me where it will come out?"
Ummmm...... crikey where is Daz, I am sure it's his turn to answer something tricky. So I proceded to tell her that it would come out of my vagina. The look on her face was a mixture of confusion and disbelief.
"How???"
Oh man........
"Well I will push it out, like this..." and proceded to make a grunty noise.
"Ohhhhh....."
Enter Daz.
"You will push it out of your vagina like a BIG POO!!!"
Ahhhh... they are only going to get trickier. But boy she's funny.

Okay moving on:
Boofer Boy - He's 18 months now, is the king of tanties, you should hear him scream! Uncle Doug took a measurement of his screams with some sound device and apparently his decibles are on the brink of pain. Yeah I know that!!! That's why I have industrial earmuffs... to prevent premature hearing loss!
E is learning new words quite alot lately. He came up to me the other day and handed me his shoe - "Shoe" he said clearly. I was shocked! Then within minutes he showed me a "ball".
He's a beautiful little kid with a beautiful and affectionate nature. He's my shadow, where i am, he will be. When I am in the shower, he will drag in half a dozen toys and plonk them on the mat and he will sit right by the shower door until I am done. When I shower alone, I miss him. He is bad tempered and can be a right snot at times, but I'll keep him too. He's lovely most of the time.

Kinder Surprise - growing well. Kicking lots. The ultrasound went really well, apart from it being a typical (insert my last name here) child. Stubborn, and difficult. It turned it's back on us and wouldn't let the synographer look at it, and it's bits. We did find out the sex, but you will have to stay tuned. Just over 14 weeks to go and you will find out.
I am taking guesses and weights at this point. :)

Me - going brilliantly apart from this awful placenta brain. This week alone I have managed to send an email detailing an attatchment, I DIDN'T ATTATCH! I locked myself out of the house. I gave this poor woman some advice on Essential Baby, telling her all this stuff to do with her 3.5 year old daughter...... which didn't apply because her daughter is only 2.5 years old! I can't count. I can't remember things. I can't read things without it taking ages to register. Daz says stuff to me and it just doesn't sink in. I have done 2 digi-scrapping layouts this week, and they are both wrong - because I put the wrong year in one and spelt a word wrong in the other. Actually there were three layouts stuffed, but I managed to hide one mistake by covering it up with an embelishment. And today - my ultimate highlight of placenta brain. I went to the hairdressers to get my hair colored. I pulled into the carpark and then turned around to speak to E - and to my horror and panic, he wasn't there!! I had left him at home!! (dont worry it was planned. Daz had the kids.) But I forgot that. And then I forgot what I was doing in the carpark in the first place. Took me a minute or two to gather my wits about me. 14 weeks until I get my brain back!!

I've started washing baby things and getting very excited about the little (*********) arrival. Blankets and sheets and clothes - I forgot how tiny they all are!

Ok well it's late now, so I better shoot off and jump into bed before I die of exhaustion here.

Oh I got tagged by Jo, so I better do it:

Four of my Favourite Jobs
* Make up artist for a musical (I met Daz there)
* Make up artist for weddings
* Working at Tyrone (A sheep station) there is nothing more cool than chasing sheep and goats around
* Being a Mum - lousy pay but the love I get in return is priceless

Four of My Favourite Local Places
* Freemont Park. - the place I played as a child and now my children play there. It's wicked picnic spot and I just love it.
* Craig and Christie's place - I don't know why, I just love being in their home with their family. It's a place filled with love and - dunno can't explain it.
* Scampies (Glenelg foreshore) Yummy food, brilliant wine. Fave restraunt
* BB's with my Mum - good conversation and good coffee.

Four of my favourite Foods
* Strawberries
* Buttery popcorn
* Yiros (major cravings!)
* Naan Bread.

Four of my Favourite International Places
I haven't been anywhere worth mentioning - but I will tell you my most favourites places in Australia!!
* Litchfield National Park - divine spot in the Northern Territory. Just divine!
* Hunter Valley Gardens - the most beautiful gardens I have ever seen
* North Beach Wallaroo - the best beach on earth I reckon.
* Mataranka - Bitter Springs - the most unspoilt hot springs - it's just heavenly!

Ok so now I am tagging.... YOU!

Ok I am outta here!