Friday, July 29, 2005
Mum and Dad have been on this mission, over the last few weeks, to get me to stay in my bedroom until 7am. That's nothing new; they've wanted me to do that for the last two years, but they seem to have stepped up their efforts. They said that if I stayed in bed until 7 then I could go to the lollypop shop for a treat and I wouldn't have to have a nap. That sounded fine to me, but then they added that if I DIDN'T stay in bed until 7 then I wouldn't have any TV and wouldn't have any sweet treats. I reacted with my usual tactic, yelling, 'I don't WANT any TV! I don't want any treats', and I sulked off, safe in the knowledge that they'd never go through with it. Except that they sort of did.
For the first couple of days without TV I kept nagging to put it on, but then I just forgot about it and set about playing with my toys and making cubby houses out of all the couch cushions. If I saw that Jasmine was trying to put the TV on then I'd yell, 'MUUUUM! JAZZIE IS PUTTING ON THE TV!!!' I don't know why I kept dobbing her in, but I really didn't miss the TV. I did miss having something special to eat, though. Mum was pretty hard about it, but I persuaded Dad to let me have a couple of sweet treats at times.
I didn't really think about ACTUALLY staying in my room until Daddy came home with a Doctor Who tardis and K9. He said that I could play with it, but that if I got up before 7am the next day then it would go away. I think I got up around 6 or 6.30. Around breakfast time, Mum gave Daddy 'the look' and so he took the Tardis away. He looked very sad about it, but I was sadder, I think.
I kept getting up between 6 and 6.30 and padding in to Mum and Dad's room every ten minutes or so. A few times I reset my clock and took it with me to show them that it WAS seven o'clock. They were not impressed.
But, two days ago a package arrived for me in our post office box. It was a Thunderbirds alarm clock that says, '5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Thunderbirds are GO!' We set it for 7am and yesterday I waited until it went off before going in to Mum and Dad. They were SO happy. We took a trip to the lollypop shop and I didn't have a nap and I watched half an hour of TV. I was very happy, except that I was getting a cold and Mum was in a really grumpy mood, plus I didn't have a nap, so I got really tired by the afternoon. The day wasn't as good as it could have been!
This morning I waited until 7am again before getting up. I've been asking all morning to go to the lollypop shop and think we are going this arvo when Jazzie wakes from her nap, which, I think, is NOW.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
I'm on holidays from kinder and swimming at this moment, which is kind of weird because I really like going to both of them, but anyway... We've been doing some fun things. Last Sunday we went to Ronan's first birthday party. I love parties because there's usually cake and lolly bags. Yum, lolly bags!!! Jazzie and I gave Ronan his birthday presents and waited for him to open them, but he didn't look like he knew what to do so I kind of helped him. Okay, unwrapped them for him. Then some more people came and gave him presents, but he still hadn't caught on about the unwrapping bit, so I did my best to help him with the other presents as well. Various people tried to stop me from helping him, but I thought that was a bit mean because he clearly couldn't do it by himself, so I kept persisting until Mum dragged me away. I think I got distracted by some fizzy drink after that. And the birthday cake, which was so yummy that I demanded two pieces by threatening to have a meltdown on the loungeroom floor. In a total first, I managed to eat the whole of my lolly bag before bedtime! I was VERY happy with that.
We've been to lots of playgrounds over the last few days; one with Nan and Grandad, one with Granny and a few with Mum. We had heaps of fun exploring Damper Creek with Granny on Monday. There was a track that ran beside a little creek, which had rocks all through it. I really wanted to do lots of rock-hopping, but Mum and Granny insisted that I stay to the path. It really was fun, though. At the end of the path was a playground that we mucked about at for a while before heading back again. Then we played about at Granny's house with the toys in the chest, which we haven't done for ages. Jaz and I really enjoyed ourselves.
We spent Tuesday with Nan and Grandad because Mum had to go to the dentist, AGAIN. But that was okay because we love it at Nan's. On Wednesday, Mum and I had the whole day together since Jazzie went to play with 'Meila. After dropping Jazzie, we went to Watt's Cooking for a hot chocolate and a cake - yum! I ate the froth off the top of my drink and licked the icing and lollies off the top of the cake. That was enough for me because I didn't have any holes left in my tummy. Once we got home we played footy in the park - I'm loving kicking the ball around at the moment, largely because I can now mostly get my foot somewhere near the ball.
Mum was feeling tired after all that, so she insisted on some quiet time while she had a cup of tea and a read. I pottered around with my toys until she'd finished her tea, and then we went off to the Hawks Nest - the official Hawthorn Footy Club shop - to get me a top. Some of my friends at kinder have been wearing their footy jumpers and I really wanted to get one too. So I was so happy to go to the shop; it was wonderful poking around in there. I kicked the footballs and pulled tops of the shelves and tried on the caps - it was such fun! I also searched through all the badges to find someone with the number '4' because I'm 4. The man behind the counter thought that was very logical thinking. I settled on a long-sleeved t-shirt with 'Hawks' written on the front, but I also got a free scarf with a big '4' on it because I've been a member for four years. I was very happy with that. I was desperate to go straight home after that, even though the Hawks were training over the road, so I could kick my footy again. Unfortunately I'd nearly fallen asleep by the time we got home, so I blobbed on the couch in front of ABC kids instead. It was a great day!
Today we went to the Kew Traffic School with my playgroup friends. I rode my bike around the little streets and it was okay at first, but then it got so crowded I got all anxious. A boy rode in front of me and I dodged him, but fell off my bike straight after. I was upset, but didn't cry. Mum wiped the dirt off me and I climbed back on, but there were kids going everywhere and Mum wouldn't stay right with me, so I got more upset. I still managed to ride for about an hour, so that was a good effort I guess. But I was happy to leave and go home to play with Jazzie. It rained as soon as we left, which I was really happy about because we got to play about at home for the rest of the day.
Sunday, June 19, 2005
Want to see me driving my tractor and scaring the pants off Grampa? Here is a short movie.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
WHOOOOAAAAAAR! I've just had the absolutely best time I've ever had! I've been riding on my very own tractor!
Grampa has been building me this tractor for ages. Each time he's visited over the last few months he's pulled it out and got me to sit on it and has checked that it's the right size. Yesterday he pulled it out of his car all in pieces, so I helped him put it together. Then I helped him measure the size it needed to be and told him, 'Hmm, it's ten points, Grampa', so Grampa put the back rest on ten points back. I sat on it and held the steering wheel and felt so happy, not that I wanted to show Grampa that, of course. I sat there trying to look cool and calm, but I had to hide my face a couple of times when I thought I might smile too much.
But the best was to come: we took the tractor out to the street and it actually drove forwards all by itself! Grampa showed me how to make it go faster and slower as we drove up the street. I was a bit tentative, but when we took it over to the park I really let loose. It was such FUN!!! I zoomed around the grass making circles and zigzags and even pulled some very cool moves where I headed straight for a tree and turned at the last moment! I hooted and laughed and yelled; it was so wonderful.
Once I was feeling pretty confident I zoomed down to the road, dodged between the barriers and turned straight down the path. Dad and Grampa were tearing after me sounding terrified, but I had it all under control - I'm a natural at this! I could have driven the tractor for hours, but unfortunately it was getting dark and pretty cold, so we packed it in for the day.
This morning we all headed off to the Farmers' Market, but all I could think about was the tractor. Oh, and to make sure that Mum bought me a chocolate croissant for morning tea. When we were in the car I asked, 'Mum, can I take my chocolate croissant on the tractor with me?' Mum said that we'd have a hot chocolate and pastries at home before riding the tractor, but I had a better suggestion and told her, ''Well... I might have a bite, then put it in a Tupperware and take it on the tractor with me. Then I might feel a bit hungry and I would have a bite and put it back in the Tupperware and keep riding the tractor.' I thought it was a very good idea, but Mum won and I had to eat pastries and drink milo before going out to drive again - hmpf.
I had a great time again when we went out this morning; although, Dad got pretty angry with me for driving on the road. How was I to know that there was a car about to drive down it? And anyway, the car stopped for me, so it was fine; I don't know what he was worried about. But we all really enjoyed driving the tractor in the park and past all the footy crowds - especially Grampa!
Sunday, June 12, 2005
I pulled such a smooth move last week! I've been waking up around 6am most days. I go for a pee, then check my clock. I hang around for as long as I can stand then go and stroke either Mum or Dad's face to wake them up. I can usually persuade Dad to get up with me at around a quarter to seven, but I really get sick of waiting.
So last Wednesday when I woke at 6am I reset my clock to 7am.
I went and woke Dad, who leapt out of bed and told me how well I'd slept! He he he. We happily mucked about together until Jazzie woke at 6.30 (probably because we were making so much noise) and Dad took her into Mum as he usually does. It was then that I got sprung - Mum staggered out of the room grumbling, 'It's only 6.30!!!' Daddy raced over and stared at the clock in the kitchen while I stuck my tongue in my cheek and tried not to laugh.
Happily Daddy wasn't too angry; in fact, I think he was quite impressed! But it might be a while before I can pull that move off again!
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Jazzie stayed over and Nan and Grandad's house yesterday, so I got to have Mum and Dad all to myself. It was SO nice! Mummy and I went shopping at Camberwell Market together where I drank a whole smoothie by myself - I didn't have to share any at all. I helped Mum pick out some vegies and fruit before we headed off to Target to get me some more clothes. I searched for some 'Credibles pyjamas while Mum looked for singlets and skivvies for me. I couldn't find any pyjamas, but I did get some new jeans. It was so nice being able to walk around with Mum and to hold her hand whenever I liked.
After shopping, we went to Oliver's house to see my friends. I was a bit shy at first, but soon warmed up when I saw that they were playing my favourite game: roaring monsters! We stalked about on all-fours roaring at each other and bumping each other before the Mummies decided that they didn't want us doing that anymore. So we all played a bit of cricket, which was great fun even though I didn't hit the ball once. Some of the other boys were so good at hitting the ball. I really had a great time and was pleased to see my friends, because I haven't seen them for ages.
The next morning I still had Mum and Dad to myself - woo! We all went out for brekkie to a little place we hadn't been to before: Replete in Hawthorn. I got a bit stroppy when Daddy wouldn't get me my own plate of toast along with my smoothie; he expected me to share his pancakes! I refused to eat the pancake he offered and had about half of my smoothie before staging the rest of my protest under the table. I was dragged out of the cafe feeling just a bit empty.
But I soon forgot about that because Mum and I then went to the Zoo! We had just the best time in the world. I wanted to see my favourite animals, the seals, first, which we did. I watched as three seals glided past us while they were spinning in circles or swimming upside down. It looked like such fun. After spending a couple of minutes at the seals we set off to see as many animals as possible in as shorter space of time possible. We ran in between each exhibit, looked at the animals for a few seconds, then took off again to the next one. I was so happy that Mum was happy to run with me. We sure couldn't do that the last time we came with Jazzie. Mum tried to slow me down a bit by pointing out animals and birds that I hadn't noticed, like the owls and the rock wobbilies. I spent the longest time watching the efalents because every other time we've been the efalents have been hiding. This time there were two of them right up close to everyone and they were eating something that looked like a huge, round brick. They were picking up this thing with their trunks and throwing it on the ground to break it open, then they picked up the pieces and ate them! I must have watched them for three or four minutes, it was so interesting. The other place that I slowed down for was to look at the birds in the aviary, because Mum really likes the birds. There were some really colourful, big birds in there. After two hours I was happy to leave and had a nice little doze in the car on the way home.
I loved having Mum and Dad to myself. Today I get to have Nan and Grandad to myself, because I'm going over there without Jazzie. This is very nice for a change!
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
I've been so happy and so angry over the last month. I don't know why. I love it when I'm playing with Mum and Jaz and Dad and we're at the park or sticking and drawing or squashing playdough or at the computer. But then something changes, usually Mum telling me not to do something, and I get so angry. I throw things and slam the doors and lie on the ground and cry and yell a lot.
Yesterday I got really cross with Mum because she was so mean. She wouldn't let me have a chocolate chip cookie until after lunch - I couldn't believe it. I glared at her and yelled, 'Mum, I would put you in the rubbish bin when you die!' Today she wanted me to eat more dinner, but I refused. I stomped off and told her, 'I'm NOT your friend!' Last week I actually hit her when she wanted me to sit at the dinner table with everyone else. I ran up to her and whacked her on the back and then burst into tears - I was so terrified. She looked like she might pick me up and throw me like Mr Incredible does to Elastigirl, but instead she took me to my room and told me she needed to think about it. I guess she's still thinking about it, but I haven't hit her again; I'll stick to yelling, that's safer.
There are two things that I'm really happy about. First is that I've started riding my big bike. I got it at Christmas when I rode it once and decided that I wouldn't ride it again. I've been riding my little bike since and loving it. But I kept looking at my big bike each time we got in the car. I sat on it a few times and rang the bell. It didn't seem as big as I thought it was at Christmas. On Monday we got home from kinder and I decided I wanted to ride it. I hopped on and set off riding up the street. Mum and Dad both helped me a little bit, but I didn't need much help, really. It's much harder to pedal on this bike, but I'm going to keep trying. Yesterday and today I rode over the road on the oval. I needed Dad to help push me on the grass, but I was really pleased with myself.
The other thing I'm happy about is swimming. Last month I was a bit scared of going under water. Now I can do it easily and love it! My teacher told me to take a big breath before going under water, and when I did that it was much better. Now I can pick up toys off the bottom of the pool, not just the steps. I even ducked under by myself when the teacher was with the other boy and picked up a weed! I'm also better at jumping off the side of the pool into the water. I still want to bend my knees down really low before jumping, but I can do it and don't mind the splashes so much anymore. I especially like going to the bakery on the way home to buy a chocolate chip cookie. As long as Mum lets me eat it, that is!
Monday, April 18, 2005
Jazzie is so annoying some times. Before, we were in my room happily mucking about. We had made a train track leading up to the tunnel and we both had our trains and were driving them along the tracks. Then Jazzie just decided to wreck the whole thing and started yanking the pieces apart. I yelled at her, 'Stop it Jazzie! Don't! Stop it!! JAZZIE!!!' She didn't stop so I glared at her and yelled, 'Fuckit!' That worked because Mummy suddenly appeared in the room and helped me rebuild the train track while she mumbled something about me not saying something I said, but I don't know what she was talking about and wasn't really listening...
I've been watching The Incredibles over the last week since Daddy brought it home for me on DVD. I was really sick last week and sick even came out my mouth. I was so miserable that I asked for the movie and Daddy said yes! So I've felt much better since then, although my tummy has felt very weird for the last week.
Today I went back to swimming and kinder after having two weeks off. I was very happy to get back to seeing my friends and splashing about in the water. At swimming I had to take a big breath then duck under water and pick up an octopus off the step. I managed to do it, but I think I forgot to take the big breath because I was gasping when I came up. I started to cry, but managed to control it to a little sob before going under the water again when the teacher asked me to. The teacher was very happy with me, but I just wanted to cuddle Mummy. Luckily the class then finished so I dashed over to Mummy, who cuddled me and told me I was wonderful. I was so happy I said to her, 'Mum, I love you so much,' and kept telling her for the rest of the day.
Monday, March 28, 2005
It's Easter! I've been really looking forward to Easter so I can eat lots of Easter eggs, plus I was hoping to see the Easter Bunny when it dropped off the eggs. Over the last week at Kinder we made paintings in the shape of eggs and talked about the Easter Bunny and we even had some little chicks to stay for us to pat and cuddle.
On Thursday I was playing in my room with Mum. I patted my knees with my hands and said, 'Listen, Mum, the Easter Bunny is leaving someping'. It was the sound of the Easter Bunny hopping! Mum had no idea, so I had to explain it to her - duh! Then I dashed out of my room and pretended to be the Easter Bunny leaving Easter eggs, and bounded back to Mum to tell her that there was something under her pillow. We went to look together and when Mum pulled up her pillow there was a packed of udon noodles! She looked so surprised but I laughed and said, 'It's just 'tending!' Ha ha ha!
So on Sunday Jasmine and I were at Aunty Dodo's house. We had such a great time looking for Easter eggs. It was such fun that we got Aunty Dodo to keep hiding the same egg. We played that gave for about an hour! Mum came to get us after lunch and as soon as I walked in the door at home I went searching for more eggs. I found a huge bunny on my pillow and then helped Jazzie find her bunny tucked under her blanket! We were so happy! We ripped off the wrapping and started munching on the ears. It was such a big rabbit and I kind of knew I wouldn't be allowed to eat the whole thing at once, but Jasmine fully thought she could eat it all! She threw such a big tantrum when Mum took it off her. She had chocolate all melted on her hands and all around her cheeks. I handed mine over and said, 'I'll save it for really, really, really later'. Later means this afternoon after my sleep!
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Last week we all went to Aunty Dodo's house for her birthday party. I was so excited about it, and also about her birthday present. Mum had knitted Dodo a bag and we wrapped it up in paper that Jasmine and I had painted. As soon as we got there I handed over the present and said, 'This is for you, Aunty Dodo, it's a bag!' Then I helped her rip open the paper, because that can be hard to do by yourself.
We all played about in the back yard, kicking a ball and mucking about in the sun. It was the best party. I pestered Mum to get the birthday cake so I could help Aunty Dodo blow out the candles and eat it. There were SO many candles on the cake that I got a bit worried, but luckily Jo was able to blow them out by herself. I eyed the cake as it was being cut up and when I was handed a piece I changed my mind and said, 'I don't need any', and snuggled into Mum instead. I can't think what got into me.
This morning we all went out for breakfast to celebrate Nan's birthday. I couldn't wait to give Nan her present either, and started unwrapping it for her while she was looking the other way. It was a scarf that Mum had knitted and Nan loved it, which was good, plus she didn't mind that I unwrapped it for her. I had a hot chocolate that was really amazing and then had no room to eat any pannettone, so I played with Uncle Ad instead. Jasmine, on the other hand, managed to eat about two huge pieces of pannettone and didn't want her hot chocolate.
After brekkie we went to Princes Park to do some playground testing for Mum. I loved the park and gave it the thumbs up. But I didn't want to leave and nor did Jasmine, so we both threw tantrums in the car for most of the way home. Once we got home Mum and Dad hustled us both off to bed where we both wailed for ages before we fell asleep. Happily, we've had a nice quiet arvo at home and we are both in much better moods now, thanks to an icypole each. I'm sure I'd stay happy if only Mum and Dad would let me have any icypole each day.
Taking in the view with Dad at Sandringham beach
A sort of preview birthday cake...(I turn 5 tomorrow!!!)
We're Dixie and Pumpy
Looooove the Kew Traffic School
We got you, Uncle Ad, now give up!
Are we too cool, or what?!
Watching the ducks on a breezy day...but nothing stops me from wearing my muscle shirt.
I'm not dizzy, no, no...
Whoaah!! Grampa made this for me!