You sure can have too much of a good thing...
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Regardless of this early morning chaos Woody is an absolute star. As soon as he is in the water he is off swimming and Mum, Noah and I grin like maniacs and wait expectantly for him to give us the thumbs up.
Next we head over the Broadwater Park as Woody is keen for a bike ride and a jump on the bouncy pillow. He is so happy to be out in the park on his bike. Mum and I wander along thinking how lucky we are to be somewhere so fantastic. Honestly, the view of the boats and the water is spectacular, every single day, it never fails to impress
Woody jumps on the bouncy pillow and is red in the face and exhausted after about 5 minutes but continues to jump for about another half an hour.
He makes friends with (kind of stalks) a couple of teenage boys and tries to get them to teach him how to do forward flips. The older boys are a little dismissive / embarrassed of Elwood's attentions at first but when they realise that he was not going anywhere they started to include him and chat to him. Woody was over the moon and you could just see on his face how proud he was.
Woody has another bike ride, and a far too big and chocolately ice-cream for a Monday morning. But, I am a soft touch, so is Noah, and so is the Mothership, apparently. Woody has his ice-cream and we have coffees.
Somehow simultaneously, woody is exhausted and wired on chocolate. Those people with a 3 year old will know that this is 'hell on earth’. Woody is disagreeable and short tempered for a little while and then he is asleep. Sleep is the only cure....
I let him sleep for a bit, but we have somewhere else to be so I have to wake him. Woody and I head out to the course on children’s learning, Noah works, and Mum goes for a pub lunch and plays the pokies.
At the course Woody is fabulous
There are also gorgeous Australian animal puppets which we play on and lots of puzzles. We do puzzle after puzzle, some quite tricky ones, and Woody gets right into it.
Then the mums go inside and watch a DVD on children’s sight and the kids play outside with hoola hoops. A super lovely afternoon.
Then we have a mad hour or so. We collect mum, buys some cards, collect a parcel for mum, collect her sewing machine and go to the Billabong shop and buys some gifts.
At the moment Woody is getting super excited about recognising letters when we are out and about. He is always on the look out for 'e for elwood' and 'r for riley'. We are relishing his new enthusiasm for words and letters.
Back at home, a quick meal for Woody, and bath and bed and then the Mothership and I are off to Zumba
Back at home we have not done our 30 day shred so we crack on with that. Big, big mistake. Well, we make it through it – barely.... And by the end we cannot move. We are in agony. Two exercise lessons on the trot is not a sensible thing if you are not very fit. (Who’d have thought?) Nobody passes out, but we feel like we might. Never again, two classes on the trot.
At the end, we pretty much seize up and I cannot even lift my glass of wine without my arms hurting. I am a trooper, so I still manage a drink.
We eat dinner, I look for ways to celebrate Anzac day with Woody and then the aches and pains get the better of me and I limp to bed.
Zumba and shredding has got the better of me today.
Goodnight and ouch!