Sunday Snapshot

So, I'm thinking of writing a book... I would call it Brown Bath Bubbles.

Would it be...

a) A guide to teaching alliteration to boys.

b) Practical science for boys (you should "pop" in the bath because it will smell worse thanks to the water stopping the noxious fumes from dissipating until the bubbles burst on the surface... closer to your brothers nose).

c) A self help guide for mums of boys... encompassing such riveting topics as ways to avoid the bath time ritual with your sons, teaching your son alliteration and explaining dissipation to boys.

Perhaps we should re-name this blog... Brown Bath Bubbles... it has a nice ring to it... like the ring in our bathtub.

Now, someone who does not need the joy of a well timed gas release explained to him is this soon to be one year old.

He's DESPERATE to get the hang of this skateboarding thing like his big brothers... well, they don't actually have the hang of it but they like to think they do.  For now he has to be content with cruising down the sloped driveway out onto the road with Daddy on the long board.

He is getting the hang of this walking thing too...

He has been cruising up and down Grannysaurus' hallway with this little trolley.  It looks so cute watching him trundle along.  I happen to think he is cutest from this angle though...

with his little legs kicking out to the side as he waddles along.  He has taken a few steps wihtout the trolley too!  Just a short jaunt here and there... but his first steps (yes, he started with THREE) happened when Dragon did his annoying big brother thing and just lay down in front of him like this...

Monkey stood up, annoyed, but was too far away to carry out his plan... so he took three steps forwards to be close enough to crash tackle Dragon!

Monkey, Dragon and I went over to visit our sweet little girl my brother's sweet little girl again... and we took a better camera!

Ahhh, all that girliness...

All the pink stuff that goes with girls...

So sweet...

So glad I have boys...

Okay, so this boy does like feathery masks but at least he's not wanting me to make room amongst the Tonka trucks and army men for unicorns and rainbows.  He's quite at home sliding around on the road with his belly on a skateboard...

But he should watch out where he's headed because I thought I was going to get a photo of Daddy knocking Dragon's front teeth out!  (in the end they didn't connect at all!)

Just yesterday we had a federal election here in Australia.  Dragon got a little confused.  He asked us on Saturday morning... "are you going on a boat today?" ... life can get a bit confusing when you can't say "V".  In the end he went to visit Great Grandma with Grandad and didn't get to come and vote with us.  He was a bit disappointed that he missed out on seeing mummy and daddy on a boat.  I don't know if he thought it would be cool or if he was hoping to get rid of us.  Out of our family, the election hype had the biggest effect on him... The other day he yelled excitedly from the backseat of the car "I see the guv-a-mint, I see the guv-a-mint!" after questioning I realised he had seen the roadside propaganda and recognised their faces from all the TV hype.  At first I was really proud that he knew what the old council chambers were as that is around about where we were at the time... but he set me straight on that one. "Not a buildin' mum, the GUV-A-MINT".

As well as not sending us on a boat, Dragon was sad this week when he found out that he can't be in Lion's school play.  I was cutting out some masks for the kids and Dragon decided he would like to wear one in the play.  I tried to let him down gently with the whole "being in the audience is a very important thing to do because if there wasn't an audience they wouldn't have anyone to perform for and the play wouldn't work" line... he wasn't buying it.

Lion got some new knee and elbow pads... except that he can't bend his knees or elbows very well while he's wearing them so it kind of makes the whole experience a little MORE dangerous.  I asked him to pose with his skateboard for me...

I don't know where he got that from.  But I had to get a photo... even with Dragon flying through the frame.

Tupperware Trippin...

I thought I should finally catch people up on my trip away that was over a week ago. So this is what I went for...

A king bed and a nice big room all for myself. Nah, I actually went for this...

A bathroom all to myself. Really, ALL MINE! Problem was Brisbane is on such strict water restrictions I couldn't just go and have numerous unnecessary showers just because I wouldn't be disturbed. Okay, still not what I really went for. Um, will you believe I went down there for this?

Isn't she beautiful? I'd like to introduce you to Baby C. She was 5 weeks old at the time and not supposed to be born for another week. Oh so dainty, she had that beautiful little baby smell and she was a girl! I don't get to hold many baby girls. Her mummy is my only (really close) friend that manages to produce girl babies. She makes some good looking girl babies too. Check these two spunky monkeys out!

Baby C's big sisters E and A. They abandoned us here when E was just a little tyke and C was pregnant with A. Boy to we miss them.



Still not what I actually went for. I went for the Tupperware February Sessions. It's a full on, day long event where the new catalogue is released and people are recognised for their achievements in the last 6 months. But... I'll post on that another time.

I'll leave you with some more pictures of these gorgeous girls and their yummy mummy (and one photo of me). I didn't get to see their daddy, A. I know it made him very sad so I made sure I sent him a photo with my phone of me holding his little baby C and eating some very yummy pizza that he wasn't getting so he wouldn't feel completely left out. I'm kind like that.

My little A My not so little anymore E.


Baby C and her Yummy Mummy C.


Everyone say "Aunty McT is my favourite aunty"
Soak in all that girl babyness. It's unlikely to be happening in my uterus.

I'm leaving them

Only for one night but I am freaking out.


Next Tuesday I jump on a plane in the wee hours of the morning, spend the day at a huge Tupperware thing in Brisbane, sleep, see baby C (oh, hopefully the rest of her family too) and jump on a plane and come home just after lunch.


Tomorrow I am hoping to sweet talk the accommodation place into giving me a cheaper rate. Not real hopeful on that front but you wont get it if you don't ask. Does anyone know someone that works at the Mantra South Bank???


I've booked the plane tickets, I cant' pull out.


It's not that long.


One night.


I can do it.


It's only 32 hours.


Without my babies.


Can I start crying yet?


How will I be in March when I go away for a whole weekend?


Also... Baby C came home from hospital a week ago, she is a tough little chick. I can't wait to meet her. I can't wait to give her big sisters a big hug too, a really big hug! Move back here you guys, I hate being so far away from you!