Can you dress me like Roger?
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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We arrive and the coaches are running late and we are therefore running less late. This is a win.
Woody is brilliant to watch. He throws himself quite literally into the exercises. He looks for opportunities to slide into the goal, throw himself on the ball, and fling his hair around like a rockstar. We have really enjoyed little kickers and think Elwood has got a lot out of it, but we are thinking that we do not have a little soccoroo on our hands
After footy we head over to the Sharks Football Club as they have a farmers and arts and crafts market on a Saturday morning. We take a quick look but it is really not for us. There are not really many people about and not a lot of spending going on. Elwood eats a free sample of a Fuji Apple and then we head into the coffee shop for lattes and toast. Woody entertains us with various stories about lions and rescues and we have a blissful half an hour or so.
Back in the car we head to Nerang where there is another market. I do not have the address but I figure I will just navigate on instinct. (can you spot where this goes wrong...)? We drive around and cannot find the market. We almost do, but then it is an auction. Noah asks for directions and it is just 1 street away from where we are. Good. But we are a day early. Less good. We drive home, having wasted about an hour. Booo.
At home, we eat (more) brekkie. The fellas have a bit of a play and I (again) try and work out what we have to do by when. I feel overwhelmed when I do this and overwhelmed when I don’t. So, I am not sure of the solution here. I spend ages on it and I still not get everything on the list. Big sigh. The fellas wrap a present and make a card. I get ready and then we are on our way to a birthday party
Now, we do not know the people whose party it is that well, although like them very much. They have 3 boys and I thought it was the middle boy’s party, but it turns out it is the two of the children’s party and the husband’s birthday too. So, we are two presents short. Now, this is not as awkward as you think it might be. They seem happy to see us, we are happy to be there, and Woody gets stuck straight into climbing on the giant fort in the garden and then playing with the chickens.
They let the chickens out and Woody loves them. He follows them around, picks them up, cuddles them and the chickens seem to not mind too much. There is also a trampoline, a sandpit and a squillion toys. The kids have a ball. They also do some plantings.
When it is time for cake Woody seems to position himself between the two birthday boys, and directly in front of the cake. It is just hilarious. We are very pleased that when it is time to blow the candles out Woody puts his own hand over his mouth to resist the urge to blow out the candles. Phew.
We play a bit more and then we head home. On the way Woody says to me, 'Can you dress me like Roger?’ I actually have no idea what he is talking about. We do not even know a Roger. After some questioning, I work out he wants to dress like Roger, the man who owns the Dalmatians in 101 Dalmatians. We are confused. Woody is hilarious and wonderful and slightly crazy.
At home, Woody gets ready for bed and I rustle up a stonkingly terrific curry. We Skype The Awesomestows and Woody becomes overtired, very loud, and pretty high maintenance. Which means, bed time.
After a disagreement about a knight’s helmet, he goes to bed and is sound asleep in about 3 seconds.
And then there is a loud knock at the door. And there is our neighbour who is opening a new restaurant who says he has been trying out a doughnut machine and has bags of doughnuts for us. I have been eating healthy for 2 days but when the universe presents you with doughnuts at your door, it is rude not too. They are the best. If you think you have had good doughnuts before, think again. These tasted more like Panettone. Just scrumptious.
Now I have a trillion things to do and I do not do any of them. Instead I start thinking about course. I did not get on the early years teaching course I wanted to get on to. Apparently, my degree is not broad enough for primary teaching but I could do secondary teaching and specialise in English. This gives me the fear. So I park that idea and I am now looking for another course. Fingers crossed.
I update the blog, Noah is working, and I think about doughnuts.
And that is us for today. Happy, tired and busy. But mostly happy.
Sleep well. x