Apparently, a hair band can fit up my nostril

Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
Trip End Nov 20, 2011

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Flag of Australia  , Queensland,
Sunday, June 10, 2012

My morning starts with Elwood pushing a hair band up my nose. Not pleasant.  I asked him why he is doing that.  He says, 'he wanted to know if it would fit'.  As it turns out, it does. 

So, we do the audio book and cereal thing in bed.  At some point, after several audio books, the fellas are up and I am in bed still, and then asleep. This is awesome. 

When I get up the house is cold and the weather outside is positively grim.  The fellas are watching a DVD under the blankets and I dive in and join them, and there we have a proper rainy Sunday morning.

We rustle up a late breakfast for Noah and I, and an early lunch for Woody.  This involves much toast, steaming, sweet porridge, and a cheese roll for the champion.  This is all washed down with much tea and milk and results in much Sunday happiness.

Woody returns to watch his Dinosaur movie.  These days Woody has taken to watch ‘the making of’ extra features on DVD’s.  He seems to love it.  So, he watches that and Noah and I chat in the kitchen.  We write a massive list of everything we have to do to finish up the website, to have stock on the website, and to have a market stall ready to go.  And, I am pleased to say, it is more achievable than I expected.  Don’t get me wrong, there is still buckets to do, but we can do this.  We plot things on a calendar, colour code things with a highlighter, and then feel as though we have a good grip on things.

We spend long on this than we realise on this, or we got up later than we thought, or we have got caught in a time warp; either way it has somehow become 1.25pm.  We get ready and head out to the local shops.  Everybody in the area has thought the same thing as they are all at Australia Fair.  I nip in and buy bread, bread rolls, crisps, ham and toilet rolls:  the essentials.  Then we head to the chip shop for more essentials and head the Broadwater Park.   Woody rides his bike to the perfect picnic spot he has in mind, opposite the bouncy pillow.  We set up our picnic of bread rolls, hot chips, and ketchup:  and happier people you could not find.  It is delicious.  The view is gorgeous and we have that lucky feel.  It is quite ‘fresh’ but we are being warmed from the inside. 

With stomachs full of hot chips and bread rolls we do the obvious thing and jump vigorously on the jumping pillow.  Now, I feel awkward saying this, but there are some pretty wild children on the jumping pillow today.  Lots of bigger kids and lots of rough play.  Woody is a little nervous, rightfully so.  I think an older boy keeps  accidentally / on purpose bouncing really hard next to Woody so he falls.  I eye ball him and follow him with my stern look.  I get on and join Woody and feel quite protective of my little fella.  When I think I am at risk of my chip butty reappearing , I get off and sit and watch.  There is still a bunch of kids rough playing and a little boy actually starts squaring up to Elwood.  I had already spotted this kid and had half an eye on him and trouble seems to follow him.  Noah intervenes and so nothing happens, but I have never seen such an angry little kid before, he really wanted to fight.  Woody is a bit confused.  But we jump around like crazy people until I can feel the chip butty magic again.

We then head back to the car and it is starting to rain.  Woody is tired and a bit whingy so we are thinking  we need to get home pretty  sharpish. 

At home, Woody happily listens to an audio book and follows along in a book.  He is super happy.  I join in for a bit and he is just happy and is just loving his stories at the moment.   I contemplate making dinner but Noah and I are feeling too full / bloated from the chips for it to be an option for us.  I pop Woody in the bath and make him a ham and cheese omelette and that is dinner for tonight.  Woody spots a spent match I have left on the counter.  He picks it up, and tells me that I should not have left that lying around as it is not safe, and he puts it in the bin.  He is not impressed.  He then spots a box of matches which I have just left on the counter.  He picks them up and tells me that I should not have left them on the counter.  He says' that is one of Fireman Sam's top ten safety tips' and he hands me the matches to put away, and he is so, so smug

Woody devours his omellette and just loves it.   Woody whinges about tidying up his Lego and tells me that ‘Daddy is not being reasonable’.  Very funny.  Lego dispute resolved,  he goes straight to bed, we read 3 stories and he is asleep in a heartbeat.

Noah and I watch New Girl and love it! and then we do the blog.  We are a bit distracted by some very unexpectedly good TV; Rick Stein for one and then Touch.  I think TV viewing will take a little turn for the worse now ‘Hot Tub Time Machine’ is starting...

Good night.  xxx
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