Slack today as well... Taken 20th May - Just after haircuts at Southland
Showing posts with label Linc. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Linc. Show all posts
Saturday, June 16, 2012
June Photo a Day - Day 16
Day 16 Prompt - Out and about
Slack today as well... Taken 20th May - Just after haircuts at Southland
Slack today as well... Taken 20th May - Just after haircuts at Southland
Friday, June 15, 2012
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
June Photo a Day - Day 13
Day 13 Prompt - Art
Our first real person with arms and legs
Lincoln's self-portrait
Our first real person with arms and legs
Lincoln's self-portrait
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
I Hate You Crayola! (And Manufacturers of Bad Child Locks!)
I am sitting at the computer, doing research for my last case study and reviewing information through online quizzes. I can hear the VIPs happily chatting in the room next to me. But something isn't sitting right. They are happy, not fighting, and they are definitely in the room next to me, what could possibly be ringing subconscious alarm bells?
And that's when I hear it, the undeniable background rustle of plastic?
Where in the world have they gotten plastic from?
I walk out to find they have broken the child lock of the arts and craft cupboard off, There is green stamp ink and white paint everywhere. The plastic was the wrapper on the pack of paintbrushes. After losing my goo and yelling at them, they run out of the room laughing and I set about cleaning up. 10 mins and a roll of paper towel later, the ink and white paint is history. So, I go in search of the trouble makers
I open their bedroom door only to be greeted with BLUE paint everywhere. As they ran from the room they managed to swipe the box of finger paints and I didn't notice! There was blue paint walked all into the cream carpet, car mat and spread all over Linc's sheets, his white winter blanket and the quilt Grandma made him when he was a baby. Linc is covered in blue and hiding under his blankets. Mans instantly starts dobbing. Eva is sitting on Mans' bed, red finger paint open and at the ready and that's when I notice the red blobs gleaming amongst the blue.
At first I am speechless and the world seems to stop rotating and then, all of a sudden, it starts up again at twice the pace, and all hell breaks loose.
After rescuing the red paint, cleaning Linc, blotting up the excess and using another roll of paper towel in the process, stripping the bed and scrubbing the carpet with Napisan Oxyaction (because that's all I could think of to use), I went and scrubbed Linc's bedding before putting it on a soak load in the hope the stains come out and scrubbed the car mat in the laundry sink. (Have you ever tried to squeeze something 1m x 3m in to your laundry sink, while preventing paint transfer? It's not fun! I'm just glad I didn't buy them the expensive one for Christmas.)
To spite all this I came back through the house to find they'd broken into the arts and craft cupboard AGAIN and were painting the walls with clean paint brushes! Obviously I'm doing something wrong because I am not getting through to them. What an exhausting hour. All because I wanted to get a little homework down before I'm too exhausted from the course of the days activities (and lack of sleep) to be able to focus.
Once the carpet dries I'll go and vaccum the last of the Napisan out of the carpet - I think I got all the paint out and I'm about to go and investigate the condition of the bedding but really I'm scared of them leaving my sight today. What a disaster.
And that's when I hear it, the undeniable background rustle of plastic?
Where in the world have they gotten plastic from?
I walk out to find they have broken the child lock of the arts and craft cupboard off, There is green stamp ink and white paint everywhere. The plastic was the wrapper on the pack of paintbrushes. After losing my goo and yelling at them, they run out of the room laughing and I set about cleaning up. 10 mins and a roll of paper towel later, the ink and white paint is history. So, I go in search of the trouble makers
I open their bedroom door only to be greeted with BLUE paint everywhere. As they ran from the room they managed to swipe the box of finger paints and I didn't notice! There was blue paint walked all into the cream carpet, car mat and spread all over Linc's sheets, his white winter blanket and the quilt Grandma made him when he was a baby. Linc is covered in blue and hiding under his blankets. Mans instantly starts dobbing. Eva is sitting on Mans' bed, red finger paint open and at the ready and that's when I notice the red blobs gleaming amongst the blue.
At first I am speechless and the world seems to stop rotating and then, all of a sudden, it starts up again at twice the pace, and all hell breaks loose.
After rescuing the red paint, cleaning Linc, blotting up the excess and using another roll of paper towel in the process, stripping the bed and scrubbing the carpet with Napisan Oxyaction (because that's all I could think of to use), I went and scrubbed Linc's bedding before putting it on a soak load in the hope the stains come out and scrubbed the car mat in the laundry sink. (Have you ever tried to squeeze something 1m x 3m in to your laundry sink, while preventing paint transfer? It's not fun! I'm just glad I didn't buy them the expensive one for Christmas.)
To spite all this I came back through the house to find they'd broken into the arts and craft cupboard AGAIN and were painting the walls with clean paint brushes! Obviously I'm doing something wrong because I am not getting through to them. What an exhausting hour. All because I wanted to get a little homework down before I'm too exhausted from the course of the days activities (and lack of sleep) to be able to focus.
Once the carpet dries I'll go and vaccum the last of the Napisan out of the carpet - I think I got all the paint out and I'm about to go and investigate the condition of the bedding but really I'm scared of them leaving my sight today. What a disaster.
Have you ever had 'one of THOSE days?
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Under a Canopy of Love - Otherwise Known as a Sheet
I managed to find the time to throw together a make shift tent for the VIPs today, with the usual sheet and kitchen chairs. As a kid there was nothing I liked more than making makeshift cubbies. Mine were always quite elaborate and I hated packing them up!
Did you set up makeshift cubby houses? Or were you lucky enough to have a real one?
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Easter 2012
Since I've been a Blog Ghost I have not put up an update about Easter! (can you believe we're in the 5th month of 2012 already?!)
So here is the Easter bunny cake we made.
I think I saw this idea on Pinterest but I didn't repin it and now I can't find it. I'm starting a tradition that every year they decorate the Easter Bunny cake, so I'll be able to look back and see how it changes. This one did start to looking like a bunny. Linc made sure it had a smartie nose and eyes but my 3 VIPs have not yet learnt that sometimes less is more! (And next year I'll make Easter bunny a lemon cake so a. We're not overcome by too much chocolate and b. It won't be as noticeable when I do the 'I don't give a damn' icing!)
We also had an early morning easter egg hunt. They were so adorable rugged up in their dressing gowns!
So here is the Easter bunny cake we made.
I think I saw this idea on Pinterest but I didn't repin it and now I can't find it. I'm starting a tradition that every year they decorate the Easter Bunny cake, so I'll be able to look back and see how it changes. This one did start to looking like a bunny. Linc made sure it had a smartie nose and eyes but my 3 VIPs have not yet learnt that sometimes less is more! (And next year I'll make Easter bunny a lemon cake so a. We're not overcome by too much chocolate and b. It won't be as noticeable when I do the 'I don't give a damn' icing!)
We also had an early morning easter egg hunt. They were so adorable rugged up in their dressing gowns!
Chocolate High!
Friday, March 23, 2012
Toilet Butterflies
A quick, no fuss craft activity
What you need:
Pop a hole in the back of the toilet rolls and thread the pipe cleaner feelers through
Glue or sticky tape the wings on
Have fun!
What you need:
- An empty toilet roll - I sprayed them with Glen20, but I'm anal like that.
- Some scrapboking backing card (That I had lying around, because now that I have something to scrapbook about, I don't have the time), cut into some semblance of butterfly wings
- Pipe cleaners
- Glue or sticky tape
- Something to decorate them with - We used felt tip pens but you could use glitter glue, cut up magazines or old wrapping paper, or paint.
Pop a hole in the back of the toilet rolls and thread the pipe cleaner feelers through
Glue or sticky tape the wings on
Have fun!
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Where Did It Go?
Ever have one of those moments when it sort of just hits you, on how grown up your VIPs are getting? And then you take a minute out of your everyday life to reflect on all the time past and wonder where it went?
I had one of those moments tonight, as I was sitting in the boys' room waiting for Linc to fall asleep. I noticed he only had about a foot of space between his feet and the end of his toddler bed. A FOOT!
He looked so long laying there under the covers. I remember when I could have laid him across the bed with room to spare!
My tiny little 6lb 10oz baby, who had to wear size 0x6 jumpsuits when he was born is now a running, screaming, wrestling force to be reckoned with!
He is right now laying star splayed on his toddler bed snoring his little head off and so is his equally fast growing brother...
Check out this pic. How tall does he look? I guess the heels help!
I had one of those moments tonight, as I was sitting in the boys' room waiting for Linc to fall asleep. I noticed he only had about a foot of space between his feet and the end of his toddler bed. A FOOT!
He looked so long laying there under the covers. I remember when I could have laid him across the bed with room to spare!
My tiny little 6lb 10oz baby, who had to wear size 0x6 jumpsuits when he was born is now a running, screaming, wrestling force to be reckoned with!
He is right now laying star splayed on his toddler bed snoring his little head off and so is his equally fast growing brother...
Check out this pic. How tall does he look? I guess the heels help!
Saturday, February 25, 2012
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Wednesday, February 22, 2012
February Photo A Day Challenge - Day 22
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Today's challenge: where you work
Well not so much where I work as what I'm working on. Raising the VIPs to be happy and well balanced individuals.
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Today's challenge: where you work
Well not so much where I work as what I'm working on. Raising the VIPs to be happy and well balanced individuals.
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Monday, February 20, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
February Photo A Day Challenge - Day 14
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Today's challenge: heart
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I can't remember where I saw the idea (probably on Pinterest) but we made heart shapes out of old toilet rolls and used them as stampers to make Baker Bob some valentine's art from the VIPs.
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Today's challenge: heart
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I can't remember where I saw the idea (probably on Pinterest) but we made heart shapes out of old toilet rolls and used them as stampers to make Baker Bob some valentine's art from the VIPs.
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Saturday, February 11, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
February Photo A Day Challenge - Day 10
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Today's challenge: self portrait
Now, if I'm being completely honest I didn't take this pic today.
Today I've had a long day of double trouble speech therapy, bank glitches, temperatures and snots, and a lap full of projectile vomit. (Not to mention that when I was trying to get Mans to rinse his mouth out and spit the water in the bucket, he spat it in my face!)
So today is not a good day to be taking a self portrait. I have a dozen extra grey hairs showing and trolley cart of baggage packed for my dream trip to England... waiting under my eyes. (Either that or I have an idolised view of how I look normally and have been made to really question my eternal gorgeousness by the words "self portrait".)
But I did take the picture so that's a bonus right?
It's Lincoln's eyes and a reflection of his Mummy. (With a camera in her face - obviously! Feel free to zoom in.)
Today's challenge: self portrait
Now, if I'm being completely honest I didn't take this pic today.
Today I've had a long day of double trouble speech therapy, bank glitches, temperatures and snots, and a lap full of projectile vomit. (Not to mention that when I was trying to get Mans to rinse his mouth out and spit the water in the bucket, he spat it in my face!)
So today is not a good day to be taking a self portrait. I have a dozen extra grey hairs showing and trolley cart of baggage packed for my dream trip to England... waiting under my eyes. (Either that or I have an idolised view of how I look normally and have been made to really question my eternal gorgeousness by the words "self portrait".)
But I did take the picture so that's a bonus right?
It's Lincoln's eyes and a reflection of his Mummy. (With a camera in her face - obviously! Feel free to zoom in.)
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Illusive Sleep
I've become almost desperate.
After years of being spoilt by VIPs that slept through, suddenly their sleep patterns are getting worse and worse. They have always had a reasonably strict bedtime routine and until winter last year would get changed into PJs and the like in their room. I moved it to the lounge so it wasn't too cold after baths (as the heater is in the lounge). They get a story read to them of a night and kisses and cuddles goodnight.
And now I sit with the boys to get them to go to sleep. Just in the middle of the room, sometimes having to tell them to "stop, roll over and close your eyes", sometimes having to hold Mans hand or stroke Linc's face so they relax, but most of the time I just sit there. If I don't it becomes a 2 hour battle of chasing them down the hallway back to bed, them getting more and more worked up and me getting more and more frustrated. Until one of us has a brainsnap - cue to me screaming or them throwing a huge tantrum. It's a helluva lot less stressful for all of us if I sit there and they don't have a chance to feed off each other's misbehaviour.
The boys also tend to come into my bed at anywhere between 12-3. They have gotten rather stealth about it. Once I wake up enough to realise they are in bed with me they are already starfished, sound asleep and there's no room for me but a cramped corner of the bed, leading to little or no sleep and horrible back pain. And just to add some excitement to my nights, Eva will sometimes wake screaming. The only way to settle her is to cuddle her for a while, so I usually fly the white flag and throw her into the mix as well.
I have seriously started to consider putting a TV and DVD player in the boys room. I have always been against this way of putting children to sleep. Letting them watch a movie as they fall asleep. They used to watch a movie during their "rest" time and they would occasionally nod off but the boys don't even 'do' rest time anymore so there is no chance for a cat nap for me.
I'm at a lose and all I want to do is lock my bedroom door of a night.
Does anyone have some suggestions?
What do we all think of the 'movie to sleep' method?
After years of being spoilt by VIPs that slept through, suddenly their sleep patterns are getting worse and worse. They have always had a reasonably strict bedtime routine and until winter last year would get changed into PJs and the like in their room. I moved it to the lounge so it wasn't too cold after baths (as the heater is in the lounge). They get a story read to them of a night and kisses and cuddles goodnight.
And now I sit with the boys to get them to go to sleep. Just in the middle of the room, sometimes having to tell them to "stop, roll over and close your eyes", sometimes having to hold Mans hand or stroke Linc's face so they relax, but most of the time I just sit there. If I don't it becomes a 2 hour battle of chasing them down the hallway back to bed, them getting more and more worked up and me getting more and more frustrated. Until one of us has a brainsnap - cue to me screaming or them throwing a huge tantrum. It's a helluva lot less stressful for all of us if I sit there and they don't have a chance to feed off each other's misbehaviour.
The boys also tend to come into my bed at anywhere between 12-3. They have gotten rather stealth about it. Once I wake up enough to realise they are in bed with me they are already starfished, sound asleep and there's no room for me but a cramped corner of the bed, leading to little or no sleep and horrible back pain. And just to add some excitement to my nights, Eva will sometimes wake screaming. The only way to settle her is to cuddle her for a while, so I usually fly the white flag and throw her into the mix as well.
I have seriously started to consider putting a TV and DVD player in the boys room. I have always been against this way of putting children to sleep. Letting them watch a movie as they fall asleep. They used to watch a movie during their "rest" time and they would occasionally nod off but the boys don't even 'do' rest time anymore so there is no chance for a cat nap for me.
I'm at a lose and all I want to do is lock my bedroom door of a night.
Does anyone have some suggestions?
What do we all think of the 'movie to sleep' method?
Friday, February 3, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Etch A Sketch Pictures
Linc's drawing have all of a sudden started to take on the actaul form of what he is drawing. He drew a house the other day and although wonky it had a roof and door.
His people are now the classic head with arms and legs coming out. To say I'm both excited and sad would be an understatement. My little boy is getting so big and clever!
This is Poppy. Eyes done with his circle stamper. Poppy even has eye brows.
This is Baker Bob, complete with arms, legs, ears and hairy top lip.
His people are now the classic head with arms and legs coming out. To say I'm both excited and sad would be an understatement. My little boy is getting so big and clever!
This is Poppy. Eyes done with his circle stamper. Poppy even has eye brows.
This is Baker Bob, complete with arms, legs, ears and hairy top lip.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Australia Day at an Australian Icon
For Australia Day the council organised a celebration at the local foreshore with a free sausage sizzle, jumping castle, live band and fireworks. (I love living within a municipal that holds heaps of free events!) I was asked to volunteer but I thought I'd take the VIPs to the event instead and declined. The event started at 6pm until dusk which was a bit later than the VIPs are used to being out but I thought that just this once it would be fine. They'd never seen fireworks afterall.
I wanted to get a good spot and enjoy the beach before it got too cool so we headed off after lunch.
We spent the day building sandcastles, playing in the water, chomping on scrummy lamingtons and slurping up melting ice cream. By the time 6pm arrived the VIPs were spent and ready for bed. I called it a day and missed the foreshore celebrations rather than push the day too far and deal with 3 VIPs having mental breakdowns.
I wanted to get a good spot and enjoy the beach before it got too cool so we headed off after lunch.
We spent the day building sandcastles, playing in the water, chomping on scrummy lamingtons and slurping up melting ice cream. By the time 6pm arrived the VIPs were spent and ready for bed. I called it a day and missed the foreshore celebrations rather than push the day too far and deal with 3 VIPs having mental breakdowns.
They all fell asleep on the 10min car ride home and after a quick dinner and shower, slept until 7:30 the next morning. As Baker Bob said, there's something about the salt air that is just exhausting. For me, it was the sand clean up at the other end that did me in! I'd forgotten just how bad sand can be.
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