When there is random stuff bouncing around in my head, dot points help. So does weighing up the pluses and the minuses. Here we go!
I didn’t make the Top 5 of The Top 50 Bloggers competition.
I don’t have to get out of my pyjamas to receive my Ford Territory.
I can sigh in relief that my part in this competition is done *relax*
I was super impressed and delighted that I made it to the Top 50 at all. The Top 5 would have BLOWN MY MIND!
I was totally planning on taking my (on loan) Ford Territory to Sydney for Oscar’s next check up.
This won’t be happening now.
Instead I will be landing myself on Mrs. Hiccup’s doorstep and asking if she and the chicken will take us all for a joyride instead.
Pal is upset that we do not win a Ford Territory for four weeks, or even a year.
And Pal’s sad face is the worst kind of sad face I have ever seen.
When he pulls out his sad face I just know it’s going to end in us spending money.
It’s cold and grey outside.
I do not have to get of my pyjamas because I do not have to go outside.
Because I do not have to go outside, I do not have to hang out any washing. Right?
The heater is on. The dryer is getting a workout.
When we get the energy bills Pal will make his sadface.
And then won’t be able to spend any money.
Which will mean extended sad face.
Oscar has discovered his inner power.
Call me mean, but the Strong Boy throws a pretty amusing tantrum.
Today, he was having a fit at Fraser. He was so upset by the transgression, he bashed his head against the wall.
Then, because the wall hurt his head, he hit the wall.
Then I got cuddles because of the evil floor that rushed up to whack him in the chest.
Also, I do not have to get out of my pyjamas to watch him have a tantrum.
Oscar/Strong Boy tantrums are loud.
And most often begin the minute I open my mouth to speak.
Fraser is showing off. Epicly.
I now know that Fraser can:
- say “Oscar shoosh!” and “Where Ra-ra?”
- take his pants off
- understand me when I tell him to: “get your pants/lay down/go find your sister”
- get his pants, lay down and find his sister
He keeps taking his pants off so that I will tell him to find them.
He keeps standing up and yelling at me from his bed so I will tell him to lie down.
He keeps “losing” his sister.
By turning his back to her and standing really still and looking at the ground.
A hat is optional.
This state of stillness means that no one can see him.
Even if he is in the middle of the room.
When the zombies come, he will be totally safe.
Unless the zombies ask for a cuddle…
I promise you this video is worth your time. *
*Note: If you have a weak pelvic floor, it’s best to go to the loo first.**
**Note: This video is hilarious. To me. I make no guarantees that it will be funny to anyone else…