Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The Skirt

Okay I am finally getting off my butt and sewing again. I bought some really cute fabric for a friend's present (Oh yes my dear Niki, this means YOUR present) and made a skirt for Chicken out of the scraps. I went to this blog that I LOVE MakeItandLoveIt and I made the skirt. But being me and very prone to taking shortcuts, I guesstimated the measurements and the skirt turned out thinner and longer than it was supposed to. Oh well it's still cute and I still love the fabric. What do you guys think?

Isn't she a cutie!

I think I may experiment by cutting up some old clothes of mine. But I still have waaaay too much sewing to do before I get myself too distracted.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Due to being stuck in the house for the whole weekend, I went a little crazy. I figured that because we couldn't go anywhere it would be a great time to set up the Christmas tree. Yes I know that it's early but I had to keep the brats children occupied.

We decorated the tree with the angels I made last year but it was looking a little sparse because we were given a bigger tree by my sister-in-law. So it was time to make some more kid friendly decorations. I got the kids to go to town on some white paper with gold paint. then when it had dried I cut out some stars and glued them on some circles of red cardboard.

 I know, it's pretty simple, but I think it's cute


And here's our tree, ta da!

I may add a few more decorations as the kids get bored, but I'm not very good at thinking of things that don't involve me running out and spending money. Got any ideas?

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Back Again

Okay, it's been forever since I blogged. Hmmm, quick update on what's happened.

My hubby in a fit of crazy decided our place wasn't big enough, so we looked at houses, found a bigger place and moved. Which meant lots and lots of packing. Then we got to unpack. I hate how much stuff we have but I can't seem to bring myself to throw much of it away.

We were without a phone and internet in the new house of nearly a month. I somehow survived, but it sucked. It's strange how much you come to rely on something like that, I mean the internet barely existed until I hit my teens.

We all caught a virus that Gremlin brought home from daycare. Entertaining two cranky sick kids while you are also cranky and sick isn't exactly the most fun ever.

Oh and finally I have been getting crafty again, hopefully I will have finished my project and will post again tomorrow.

I am determined to start writing again. We'll see how that goes ;)

Sunday, September 11, 2011

My Long Weekend

W@dsy is stressed. He is nearing the end of his Phd and is going a little crazy. So, like the good and supportive wife I am, I sent him away.

He is staying with friends in Cooktown this weekend for a little kid-free R&R. So where does that leave me? Alone.

W@dsy and I are super close. He left Friday night and won't be back until Monday. This will be the longest time we have been apart since we got married 6 years ago. I don't know how some people do it. Hats off to those women who survive without their partners or those who don't have anyone.

This has been a long weekend. In an attempt to avoid moping about the house and missing my husband, I decided to keep busy.

Saturday
The kids and I spent the day at Lake Tinaroo with some friends. They played, swum, had a few rides on the boat and had a great time. But since naps are apparently for leeser beings, they skipped that part and went right on playing, until the drive home. I woke them, fed them and got them to bed pretty well. Except Gremlin decided to wake 3 times during the night, the last time being about 11pm, then of course I couldn't sleep. I stayed up playing Plants and Zombies, praying that Gremiln wouldn't wake again and that I would get tired soon.


Sunday
Now running on only 4 hours sleep, I woke very tired and not feeling too crash hot. I needed God today, I thought it would be a great idea to visit my friend's church. So that's what we did. Gremlin was pretty good, he went off with the other church kids and played while Chicken stayed with me. She decided that she'd make that fun for me. So the during the entire sermon we wrestled. She didn't really want to do to go to anyone else. She was teething. Fantastic. After that a fight with Gremlin to get him to the toilet, resulted in him running out towards the road and me chasing after him in heels with Chicken held under my arm. Then back home for a late nap. Then out to my aunt's for a BBQ as my cousins are visiting. Oh yeah, I also have conjunctivitus.


Monday
Now this will be interesting, I being the crazy person I am, invited my cousins over for dinner Monday night. I have no idea whether or not W@dsy will be back by then, and my house is a disaster. Oh well, at least they are family, they can forgive a little sloppy housekeeping from a busy mum.

W@dsy I love you, please come back rested and refreshed.
P.S. Soon it will be my turn for a break.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Not Quite a Princess

When we went to the doctors to take Chicken for her needles I was concerned. Not because of the needles (although she put up a pretty good fight), but because of her height and weight measurements. She is tall and thin, not unhealthilty so, but tall and thin nonetheless. And she's blonde, and she's pretty. My very deep concern is that she'll keep up this trend and become a tall, thin, pretty, blonde teenager.

See she's just too pretty for her own good.

I have one comfort in all of this. She is gross and violent. Okay, I guess that's two things.

Chicken is the kind of girl that you might pass in the shops and think "What kind of mother lets her kid get that dirty?" She constantly has food on her face and in her hair, she rolls around in dirt and sand and she eats it too. She farts all the time. She is constantly getting rubbish out of the bin and playing with it.  Chicken is also quite violent. Gremlin may start most of the fights, but she sure finishes them, usually with a pretty solid bite, poke in the eye or squeal in his ear. She is also pretty unforgiving to herself, she is forever covered in small scratches and bruises. In fact she even sucks her thumb so hard that she cuts her thumb on her teeth. So it could actually heal, we had to put a waterproof bandage on her thumb and then tape up the entire thumb so she wouldn't take the bandage off.

So hopefully she'll stay gross and violent as a teenager too, that should keep the boys away. At least for a little while.

Monday, August 22, 2011

It's Getting Out of Control

I'm referring of course to Gremlin's Jedi mind powers.

Here are the things that people have given us in the past three days alone:

 Yet another lady from day care went op-shopping and bought this for Gremlin. She actually tracked it down on the internet, went to Townsville (a 4 1/2 hour drive away, gee I hope she was there for some other reason than my son) and bought it for him.



Yes and our really nice neighbours gave us clothes and bikes, their grandson has outgrown these things, so they thought they'd give them to us.

The people in our life are too nice. They are all in his thrall. We asked him to use his powers and get us a house, we'll see if it happens.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

3 Reasons I Hate Toilet Training

Reason 1. The Walk of Shame

You know what I mean, that shame faced walk up to the nearest shop person. You have to explain your embarassing situation. Your darling child has just peed on their floor. Then you offer to clean it up but they refuse to let you. And you walk slowing away, feeling awful because your terrible skills as a parents made your kid pee out in public.

Reason 2. The Ability but not the Will

Gremlin has just displayed an amazing skill, one that every boy seems to learn early. He can fart on command. he can't manage to tell me he needs to go to the toilet, ever, but he has enough control to FART ON COMMAND!

Reason 3. The Guilt

That knowledge that if you were just home more, if you were more patient, more attenitve, more consistent. you could get that child toilet trained. But you are just too darned busy.

If I keep this up, he'll probably be toilet trained before he goes to uni, what do you think?