Sunday, 19 October 2014
It truly does not feel like we have had a weekend.
It whooshed by and has left us all bone tired.
This weekend has mostly bee spent, decluttering, reorgansing, and changing up rooms.
You know that kind of, we are going to re do the whole room type project.
We did a couple of rooms this weekend, and those rooms look great.
Though it still begs the question, why do we have so much junk?
Two years of me being determined to de - clutter, and we still seem to have oodles of everything.
Anyways, it has been a good and productive, all be it exhausting weekend.
The girls all have new beds, new chests of drawers, and the boys room new storage.
The pantry is cleaned out and organised, the hallway closet cleaned out, and the utility room sorted.
On top of cleaning ou the terrapin tank, hedgehogs, guinea pigs, rabbits...
I could go on, but it would bore you to tears and leve you as tired as I am.
I did find time to put a final coat of paint on the windows too, hence I hope to post pictures this week once I have installed out snazzy new velux blinds.
I hope your weekend has been a good one.
Thursday, 16 October 2014
Best ever swookies (sweets + cookies)
So, you take 200g butter, 2 eggs, and blend with 200g brown sugar, and a 1tbs vanilla bean paste. Then mix in 200g plain flour.
Then chop minimum of four chocolate bars, tonight we added 1 kitkat, 1 share bag of rolos, 2 tubes of smarties, a lindt hazelnut bar. All chopped. Mix in chocolate chunks, then mix in another 75g plain four. Bake at 190. Happiness.
This is what the baby does while mama works.
I'm just being honest.
Because mothers put on a pretty exterior and pretend every thing is done by the book.
I write books,
and this is what she does while I am busy writing,
It will all work out in the end.
If you have an early riser, my best advice is to stop fighting it, and just roll with what life throws at you.
Besides, if you are not awake, you miss things, like this.
Wednesday, 15 October 2014
Tuesday, 14 October 2014
Sunday, 12 October 2014
Some funny conversations happen at 3am.
Last night the two year old hatchling, he woke over and over and over.
Delirious with exhaustion, but certain he would be eaten by monsters.
So tired was he, that he would shout, 'Help ma - moo - meeee! Mine oysters are gonna get meee!'
His slurred speech is very unusual, as this hatchling has particularly clear diction.
Hence, it was my mistake when I tried to talk to him.
Distract his him from his worries.
The conversation flitted from trains, to dinosaurs, and back.
Before resting on Halloween, which as it turns out, was part of his growing concerns about monsters.
I told him he didn't have to dress up.
His sisters are going as 70's disco dancers.
By choice. (Just saying.)
This little hatchling became very firm in his tone of voice.
'I have halloween costume too.'
'Okay, who do you want to be for halloween?' I asked, fully expecting Thomas, Percy, or James.
' I be Jack Nicholson and I gonna fight batman and win!'
A moment later, after having been lost in thought, Hatchling no5 turned to me grinning, rubbing his hands together, and whispers, 'Jack Nicholson be scary. He even scare Batman!'
Well, it would seem he actually has some idea who he is talking about too!
Oh dear, I'm am quite uncertain how I am going to explain this one to the neighbours.