learning to live
Dadda got a new camera and has been playing round with it a bit.
We were his subjects on Saturday.
But it’s not easy getting a GOOD shot of eight kids…not when one is screaming, one is strangling himself, one is squinting, one is thinking about being hungry coz it’s actually lunchtime….and not when you don’t get the depth of field right so everything goes fuzzy.
It’s much easier to do four at a time!
Coming up in three weeks is a church family camp…and on the Saturday night there’s a concert. Last time we acted out the story of The Little Red Hen. This year it’s Eric Carle’s Very Hungry Caterpillar. We spent this afternoon making props with items we got at the recycling centre:
We’ll see you on stage at 7:42….not giving away any more than that for now;-)
We lost. The cricket. Lost dismally.
Never mind – in another ten years we’ll be stepping up to the crease to lead our country to victory.
It’s been well over a week since we ate T3’s cake, but Dadda has only just uploaded the photos.
Here ’tis. The Swimming Pool.
Isn’t language such a funny thing?
Yesterday on the way to church everyone was discussing some matter of significance and T3 added her opinion to the general consensus with an emphatic, “Me too”
M4 corrected her “No, you’re three T, you’re not two any more”
When we got to church we were given a little box with TOOLBOX written on it. T3 pointed out the T and said, “That’s me”.
Getting better;-)
And these kind of games must surely help:
….not the letter tiles….just the co-operation!
Today J12 was reading to the little ones after lunch. Picking up a book and reading its title L6 said, “Time For Bed”
T3 replied with a very quick “Oh no, one more, one more, please just one more”
The neighbours decided they wanted some privacy screens up between our living area and their kids’ bedrooms. So our adventures in that part of the bush have come to an end – we never realised how much we played on *their* land! Hope they didn’t mind!!!
But the adventure wasn’t entirely over – the screens still needed to be built:
And right now we’re staining the posts black while Mama types this for us.
Da big kids have gone fishing…so Mama needs to do da blog again.
Look here!!!
Maybe there will be fishing photos to update this with later. I hope so, or it will be “chips” for dinner instead of “fish-n-chips”
Sorry guys – I really am hogging your blog, aren’t I!
Today’s message is for K9. That’s you spunky:
Sometimes I would like to be like you! You and I are v.e.r.y. different.
It’s interesting getting to know you more and more as the years pass by!
We were sitting there today at MOTAT, waiting in line for a ride on the horse and buggy. waiting. waiting. waiting.
You sat down and after a few minutes declared, “Time goes so much quicker if you switch off and don’t think.”
switch off. don’t think. I need to learn how to do this!
I was standing there thinking about baking bread when we got home, reminding myself not to forget the errands on the way, wondering if I would get any sewing done today, trying to work out if I should cut all the pieces out first or make them completely one by one, dreaming about our trip, feeling confident that you kids will cope, wondering if we should pop in to Dadda’s work and say HI…….
switch off. don’t think.
Do you remember the day you were waiting at the bench for your turn to help with kneading the bread? I suggested it might be more interesting for you if you helped cut up the apples we were stewing rather than just sitting there. Your reply: “I’d rather just sit and do nothing.”
