Showing posts with label Poo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poo. Show all posts

Saturday, February 14, 2009

The Creativity of Children & a special birthday


I just went to Karin's site & read her Stories post...oh my goodness, children as just so incredibly amazing...did you know that poo talks??  And so I had to include a picture of "The Man of Poo"

Well, I didn't really have to...but it's kinda funny. (Perhaps I had to much caffine tonight??) We're back from a lovely meal at a local Italian place to celebrate D's 40th - tomorrow I'm sending him out with some friends to a local cafe! A celebration for blokes. I know he'll have a great time...here's to another 40 healthy wonderful years...

Monday, September 22, 2008

THE LETER OF THE DAY...

Part One:
The Letter P

Sesame Street has A LOT to answer for. 

Today Eric came out into the kitchen & told me that the letter of the day was P. 
I smiled & said "That's lovely darling!"
Then he told me that the word POO starts with the letter P.
"Yes sweetie, that is correct." Rolling my eyes!!
I have birthed an evil genius. If only I can channel his talents to good...

I also suggested that was perhaps something not to share at Prep next year...

This morning Bonnie was asking me how babies were made...oi vey...she's only 7. 

Some days are just like this...unfortunately they don't tell you about this in the "baby books"!

Part Two:
Brotherly love

Yesterday the kids were playing outside & I had come in to check on sick husband flat out in bed with horrific back pain. Miss B came running in "Mum, something just bit me on the hand." 
I'm thinking - ant, bee, redback spider... 
WHAT? WHAT BIT YOU, SHOW ME QUICKLY...

I get outside & there is a poor little skink lizard laying dazed/concussed on the ground having been pounded by Eric the Brave, trying to protect his sister from the biting monster...
I said "Bonnie, lizards don't just BITE people, what were you doing?"
"Er, nuuuttthhhinnggg..." 
Yeah right...
Poor little creature, set upon by my children...

I had to laugh though...at my fear, & at Eric sticking up for his sister...

Sigh. Before I had kids I thought I would be an excellent mum. Now that I'm a mum I realise how little I know.