Showing posts with label puppets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label puppets. Show all posts

Tuesday, 5 May 2009

The Puppet Masters and some random goodness

I needed to distract my kids from the fact that I was neither feeding them or letting them watch TV this afternoon so I pulled out a little trick I have been thinking of trying for a little while. We turned the long couch around and we made it our puppet theatre! The boys had a blast. Unfortunately it wasn't the mummy-less fun that I expected it to be. First they needed someone to be the audience, then they actually expected the audience to pay attention. Then they needed a wee bit of mediation between some diva puppets. Finally they demanded a mummy performance... I'd just like to say I had them in stitches! Apparently I'm quite the comedian when I have my hand shoved up the backside of a small furry native animal.

Lots of other random bits of excitement happened today... We had a little incident at playgroup this morning. I was on set up so I was there early and a friend turned up with her two little boys and as I was pulling stuff out of the cupboard she very calmly tapped me on the arm and said "a spider just crawled under your shoe" I figured from her calm exterior that it was a daddy long legs or a garden spider. I stepped back and lifted my foot. This thing was the size of a small car! it was at least a foot between the eyes and after I freaked out and did "the spider dance" I put my foot between it's eyes... and all over the rest of it's creepy crawly body. I detest anything that can move without making a sound. So then it was dead and neither of us would move its still twitching body from the floor but figured it's probably not the best thing to do leaving it there with little babies turning up any minute so I went and got the minister from his office and asked him to remove the monster. I don't think he believed me that it shrunk incredibly when I stood on it. I asked my friend why she was so calm when it was such a massive creepy spider... "well it was your foot it was under, not mine" Yeah, thanks.

We were singing "He's got the whole world in His hands" this afternoon and we were putting in some of the Colin words then I sang "He's got the Mummies and the Babies in His hands, He's got the..." waited for Lion to pick the next line... "fishies and the Daddies in His hands" Yeah, I was expecting more like "the Daddies and the big kids" but obviously the fishies rank right up there too :)

Dragon survives on breakfast. Some days he doesn't eat much breakfast and I worry that he'll be passing out before dinner time (when he doesn't eat much anyway). Today he did his "I don't want lunch" thing and I did my "I'm gonna trick you into eating" thing. "Want some lunch, maybe a sausage?" "no, I not ungry" "okay, what about a little sandwich?" "okay" "what would you like on it?" "um... I like a big sandwich on it" So, how to sneakily be hungrier than you want to let on...

We have one of those little toilet seat things with the ladder up the front and the kid size seat that sits over the top. I took it off the toilet today as I flushed it for Lion and thought that I had accidentally dunked part of it in the flushing water... yuck. So when I went into the loo later and saw some big water drops on the floor I figured I must have swished some out. Then I thought it might be a bit too much water for what I thought I had done and there was no puddle where the seat would have dripped after I put it against the wall. I then noticed that Wolf's seed catalogue was rather damp and I realised Lion had been to the loo since then so I tried another avenue of questioning... "lion did you miss the toilet when you did a wee before?" "no mummy" "did the toilet splash when you flushed it?" "no mummy" Mummy has another horrifying thought "Lion did you drop daddy's catalogue in the toilet?" "no, um, yes mummy" "HOW DID YOU DO THAT?" "I wanted to read it while I was going to the toilet" "BUT YOU WERE DOING A WEE" "yeah" "YOU WERE STANDING UP" "I know, and I dropped it in" "okay, how about you don't read when you are doing a wee, if you want to read while you wee you need to sit down to do your wee" "okay mummy".

Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Tell me a story

I'm still cranky that my iPod didn't come with an instruction manual. Do you think I can remember how to get new stuff onto it from one day to the next? Nuh-uh. I'm trying to get some kids music onto it now that I have the playlists figured out (sorta) and I can make it so that I'm not moving from belting out a Bon Jovi classic to "Ze Baddest Sickness". Although I did just find out on the weekend that I can name my playlists beyond "playlist 1" and "playlist 2" and "playlist 3"... I'm up with the times now!

I bought the boys two new puppets in Brisbane on the weekend. They were really cheap but not as cheap as me so I called mum and convinced her she should buy the other two they had there and she was up for it. So we have been telling stories using the wombat and the kookaburra puppets for bed time and nap time. Today it was just Dragon home and he decided he would tell me the story... with a little bit of guiding and prompting on what a story needs from me.

I tell story you mummy.

Okay.

silence...

Who is in the story?

Teddy.

Okay, where does he live? Where is this story happening?

He live in a dec-ray-shun.

A decoration?

yes, he live in a dec-ray-shun.

silence...

What does Teddy do in the story?

(tosses the bear in the air) He fall over.

Oh, what happens when he falls over?

Um, he urt hid mouth.

Oh no, he hurt his mouth? how did that make him feel?

silence...

Did he feel happy, sad, owie when he hurt his mouth?

Appy.

Oop did it 'gain. urt hid mouth 'gain.

It must be very sore now, what happened now?

(hands mummy a Tassie Devil puppet)

You elp im. (you help him)

Mummy Tassie Devil carries teddy back to Dragon and says he needs to give teddy a cuddle.

Dragon cuddles Teddy and tosses him in the air AGAIN.

Mummy starts to realise this is going to be a very long story. She explains about stories having a beginning, middle and end and describes our stories beginning and middle and asks what the ending is going to be.

No, we not top tory (we not stop story). Oop, teddy urt hid mouth 'gain.

I can't remember how I finished the story but I have a feeling I used that super power mummy's have "distraction".

Not a very exciting post today, sorry, turns out Dragon's story was cuter first time round :)