Sunday, 30 October 2011
Wednesday, 26 October 2011
Somewhere Safe
Indi gave us both a mighty scare yesterday morning.
We were getting ready to shower and get dressed for the day. India had been playing with a diamante, that had fallen off her crown, all morning and had named it Sparkles. As she was undressing I had told her to put Sparkles somewhere safe, knowing all the too well the fit Indi would throw if the precious gem went missing.
At that moment Baxter rang from work to see how our morning was progressing. I was relating some events the day had brought when Indi frantically began inserting her finger into her nose and declaring:
"I CAN'T GET IT OUT... I CAN'T GET IT OUT..."
It took a second for me to comprehend that IT was her cherished sparkle and her nose was IT's tomb. I quickly ended my phone conversation with a short "I've got to go" and immediately began trying to calmly convince Indi to allow me to insert a pair of tweezers into her nasal cavity. India has never been good with anything resembling a medical procedure. I can barely make reference to a doctors appointment without an onslaught of anxious questions and furrowed brows. I was reasonably worried at how this would play out!
After multiple naive attempts at extraction, 2 distressed phone calls to Bax, prayer and numerous tears, Indi sneezed and sparkles made a grand appearance. I seized the diamante from the grip of Indi's nostril with unscaled relief and asked Indi what on earth had possessed her to put sparkles there in the first place. She simply replied, with all the tenderness of her wounded heart...
"you told me to put it somewhere safe..."
We were getting ready to shower and get dressed for the day. India had been playing with a diamante, that had fallen off her crown, all morning and had named it Sparkles. As she was undressing I had told her to put Sparkles somewhere safe, knowing all the too well the fit Indi would throw if the precious gem went missing.
At that moment Baxter rang from work to see how our morning was progressing. I was relating some events the day had brought when Indi frantically began inserting her finger into her nose and declaring:
"I CAN'T GET IT OUT... I CAN'T GET IT OUT..."
It took a second for me to comprehend that IT was her cherished sparkle and her nose was IT's tomb. I quickly ended my phone conversation with a short "I've got to go" and immediately began trying to calmly convince Indi to allow me to insert a pair of tweezers into her nasal cavity. India has never been good with anything resembling a medical procedure. I can barely make reference to a doctors appointment without an onslaught of anxious questions and furrowed brows. I was reasonably worried at how this would play out!
After multiple naive attempts at extraction, 2 distressed phone calls to Bax, prayer and numerous tears, Indi sneezed and sparkles made a grand appearance. I seized the diamante from the grip of Indi's nostril with unscaled relief and asked Indi what on earth had possessed her to put sparkles there in the first place. She simply replied, with all the tenderness of her wounded heart...
"you told me to put it somewhere safe..."
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
Climber
Reeve is a climber... an avid climber!
I am constantly moving furniture in a barren attempt to discourage his new found love of heights. Granted the window sill is no Everest; it is, however, the gateway drug and Reeve is hooked!
Despite a scoreboard that reads -
I am constantly moving furniture in a barren attempt to discourage his new found love of heights. Granted the window sill is no Everest; it is, however, the gateway drug and Reeve is hooked!
Despite a scoreboard that reads -
Reeve 5 : Mum 0
- this game of musical furniture is not over yet. Your move son.
Monday, 24 October 2011
today i need a little patience...
Toilet training Indi has resumed for the last time...
.... it's now or never.
The Circus
The circus has come to town.
I took the opportunity to take India to her first ever circus experience. We went with Sarah and Harry, Belinda and Vienna, and 2 of Belinda's nieces. It was a fun afternoon out with friends and I feel really blessed to have such wonderful people in my life and uplifting the life of my children.
We ate fairy floss and ice cream, rode on ponies and played games. We watched people fly through the air, contortionists twist and puppies do tricks. Needless to say Indi loved it.
It was hot under the big tent but it didn't seem to phase India who held her sweaty little face to mine and exclaimed "Oh Mum, Thank you so much for bringing me to this wonderful circus."
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