Just so you know....

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The best money I ever spent!

My son's hero is Sportacus.

Check out youtube to see why he is so awesome!
I expect Connor loves him because he plays soccer and can do cool tricks.
Two years ago for his 5th birthday I bought him a Sportacus costume.

He has worn it to many parties, many play dates, to the shops and just around the house in general.
Now at age 7, two years on the costume gets a workout more than ever. Without fail, every day after school he drags it out, and practises his tricks on the trampoline. He is quite good at doing flips now! The knees have holes in them, the belt is broken and the legs are covered in grass stains, but it doesn't stop him. He just loves that costume.


Not to mention the 2-3 dozen apples (sports candy) we go through every week!!!

But I'm not complaining at all. I am thanking Sportacus for making my little fella super interested in sport and eating healthy!

Chitter Chatter

My breakfast conversation with Elizabeth.

Libby: Mummy
Me: Yes Libby?
Libby: khfkdhfskfjhskhkhaksjhfk
Me: Oh right.
Libby: Mummy
Me: Yes Libby?
Libby: khfsdjhkskhkhadskhdskfjhdsk
Me: I don't know what you are saying.
Libby: Mummy
Me: Yes Libby?
Libby: kskjhfkdhfkhfaksjfhkdfh
Me: Riiiiiight
Libby: Mummy?
Me: Hmmmmmm?
Libby: Mummy!
Me: Libby are you finished your breakfast?
Libby: Yeah.

Clueless Toddler...

Have you ever noticed that when a toddler realises that you are chasing them down with a tissue to wipe the copious amount of green goo away from their nose that they run. They run into a corner. Clueless I tells ya....

Absurd.

I remember when I was a child. My mother was turning thirty. She was all like "woe is, me I'm getting old". And hense my perception of 30 from then on was "gee that's old".

This year it is my turn to turn thirty. In August! But you know what I am not at all worried or 'woe is me'.... I am EXCITED!!! What a great excuse to have a party!!

And maybe, just maybe for the first time in my adult life people will stop viewing me as too young.

When I got married at 19, many people voiced their concern that I was too young to be making such a committment. HAH ten years on I am still married to my best friend and have zero regret about my decision.
When I fell pregnant with my first child at 22 many people thought I was crazy for starting my family so young. HAH When I am 40, Connor will be almost an adult!

So all in all I am glad to be turning 30! I feel like my age has finally caught up to my life! How absurd!

An afternoon I'd rather forget...

At 1:15pm today I went to school to pick the kids up as Libby had an appointment at 2:30pm in the city to see her Opthamologist.
I signed the kids out and got their green slips and headed to Connor's class room. Just as I stepped out of the office the storm came. I quickly collected Connor whilst carrying my 13kg toddler through the pouring rain. We raced to the car and I loaded the two kids into the car then drove around to the prep side of the school. I waded through the flooded footpath and collected Ella. We then dashed home to get everyone changed into some dry warm clothes. Then headed into Brisbane, battling both bad weather and bad traffic. The storm followed.
I parked the car and had 5 minutes to get to our appointment. We left the carpark and walked through the rain and made it to the Eye Centre just in the knick of time. Cold and wet. We then spent the next hour and a half at the specialist's air-conditioned office shivering.
During Libby's exam my boy child decided that he wanted to be highly unco-operative. Making fart noises, punching his sister and generally just ignoring everything I asked him to do and not to do.
THEN I got the verdict. Libby's eyes have improved in their health, however her eyes have become a little worse with the vision and she needs to go to a stronger lense. That means she will now be wearing -9.... that's worse than what I wear now!! The poor child will be blind as a bat by the time she is an adult at this rate!

Now let's forget today even happened.

Lesson's from a crazy sewing lady!

Swift Jim gave me all his old "fat" jeans to repurpose into new things to sell at the markets and my online shop. So tonight I got busy making some funky wrist cuffs.
After a couple of hours worth of sewing, and seriously offending my sewing machine in the meantime (I broke the needle, then it decided to sew backwards!!) I was quite happy with the results of my evening's work.....

That was until I started packing up. As I started to fold the jeans up to put away for further repurposing I looked at the pockets and thought to myself... "Gee they are girly pockets".... HANG ON!!! They ARE girly pockets!!!! THEY ARE MY JEANS!!!!!


NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My nice jeans gone :( I sure hope those wrist cuffs sell at the market on the weekend!!! Maybe I need to label them "designer"?