Sunday, August 31, 2003
I've picked up yet another cold - my nose is all goopy and I'm really tired. That makes it about my fifth cold in the last few months and I'm really a bit over it. I missed swimming again on Monday, although I have done all my other usual things, except for going to the gym with Mummy - we haven't been there for ages. I had a great day on Wednesday at Michelle's with Bethany and Gabriel. We screamed around the place in the morning, I slept for two and a half hours, then we screamed about the place in the afternoon. All great fun except for my runny nose that Michelle had to wipe for me.
Playgroup was fun on Thursday, but I asked to go home after an hour and a bit. Mum always trys to keep me there for longer so she can gasbag with her friends. I always want to go home before she does.
Grampa was here in the middle of the week. I had lots of fun games with him, my favourite being the 'wake-up' game, where I say, 'go sleep' and Grampa falls asleep and snores, then I yell, 'WAKE-UP' and he jumps awake. I also say, 'Grampa laugh' and then, 'Grampa cry,' and he makes these great faces. He brought his organ along so I did a bit of composing - I came up with some really great sounds and tunes, although no one would let me play them really loudly, which was a bummer. When he left I asked Mummy, 'Where's Grampa's music gone?' then I said, ' Grampa take it home.'
Friday morning I usually go to Mini Maestros with Granny, and I really like to go to her house afterwards. Last week I couldn't go back to her house because she had to work. I was very sad about that. This week I asked Mummy, 'Go Goey's house?' but Mum wasn't sure and said we'd have to see if Granny was working. I replied, 'Go Goey's house, work later.' Simple. Luckily I could go back afterwards and Granny worked later. We spent a bit of time gardening together - I put on Granny's gardening gloves and did some weeding, and then I helped her rake the mulch. It was good fun.
At Mini Maestros, the teacher always asks around the group for us to do a move that the other kids can copy. Usually I'm a bit shy, but this time I jumped straight up, stuck my arms out straight to the sides and started dancing, 'Like Michael' [Flatley]. Everyone was very impressed and when I finished, they all clapped. I was happy about that!
I've slept through the night three times this week. Mum and Dad were very pleased, and as a reward, Daddy took me to Toyworld to pick out a new toy. So I am now the proud new owner of a bright, red scooter, just like Po's. I've scooted about the loungeroom on it, but I'm really looking forward to trying it out on a path outside. That'll be fun.
Saturday, August 23, 2003
Well, Mum and Dad hit a new low of meanness this week. They've done something to my door so that I can't get out at night. And what's more, they take out all my toys each night, so all there is to do is read books or...sleep. They did it about five nights ago after I'd been up only four or five times after dinner. I went to open the door again but it would only open a little bit; I could see out but not get out. Of course I cried - I was mortified. So mean! I eventually went to sleep but woke at my usual 4 or 5am to find I still couldn't get out. I cried at the door for ages before Dad came and put me straight back to bed. I didn't even get a snuggle in bed with Mummy!
Each night since then I've woken a little bit later in the morning, had a sook at the door, got a nappy change, and gone back to sleep till 6.30 or 6.45am. Last night I didn't wake until 6.30am, but I didn't realise it was so late at the time. Mum changed my duds and told me that everyone was going back to sleep, so I did too, and didn't wake until 7.45. That's got to be a record. I'm feeling pretty good today too, except for a bit of a runny nose. Maybe that's why I slept so long.
I watched a bit of 'Diamonds are Forever' a few nights ago. I was happily watching until Mum decided that I really shouldn't have been watching it at all and turned it off. So I went to the bookshelf and pulled out Daddy's James Bond book and found the pages about the movie. 'Blofeld...in the mud...all dirty.' I told Mum. Then I climbed up onto the coffee table and got Daddy to pull me along it like Blofeld falling into the mud. I said, 'Okkar like Blofeld,' as I slid along. I've been doing that each day since.
I've been watching a few Thunderbirds episodes over the last week. I like the people, they're very funny. This morning Daddy was telling me about Mars, and how tonight we'd have a look at Mars if there were no clouds. I said, 'No. Watch Funderbirds.'
Mum and I have been to the 'O'er The Hills and Faraway Park' a couple of times this week. Usually we hold hands and go running down the steep hills together, but last time we were there, Mum took off and ran down the hill by herself. I yelled after her, 'Be careful! Okkar hold hands,' and kind of jumped up and down a bit to let her know I was worried. Luckily she didn't hurt herself and she came back up to hold my hand. Then we went down together again.
There were lots of birds in the trees making a great racket. Mum pointed them out to me and asked if I knew what birds they were. I had a good look, then said, 'lorikeets'. I was right and she was very impressed!
Sunday, August 17, 2003
I can now 'click and drag' with the mouse when playing games on the computer. It took me a while to work it out - I just couldn't do some games, so I'd go on to the next one. But Daddy bought me a wonderful CD called 'Pre-writing and Computer Skills' for kids aged 2-5, and I've already learnt some new tricks from it. Mum and Dad like it because it's Australian and has bird and animal noises in the background. My favourite game is where a pattern appears on the screen, a spiral, zigzag or straight line, and I have to move the arrow along the line. If I go over the edge, a little boy says 'uh uh', and I have to start again. I love it! My mousing skills have certainly improved.
Yesterday, while I was napping, Daddy's hair disappeared. I stared at him after I got up and said, 'Daddy hair missing...shower...gone,' and held my hands out to the sides, palms up. I took Mummy into the bathroom to help me look for it. 'Where's it gone?' I asked her. I looked in the shower: 'In dere' and I pointed to the drain. A bit later Nan and Gadad came over and I went to the bathroom again to show them where Daddy's hair had gone. I pointed to the basin and said, 'In dere.' When Mummy was in the bathroom a bit later, I peered into the toilet and said, 'Daddy's hair...in dere.'
I still haven't been eating much dinner. It's more a time to sit with Mum and Dad and have a play with whatever's on my plate. Occasionally I put food in my mouth, like the crumbed rump steak a couple of nights ago, but I rarely swallow it. I chewed the steak, then spat it out on my plate. It was a big bit of steak, and I chewed and spat out the whole thing. It really annoyed Mum and Dad. Sometimes I eat a bit of omelette or pasta, but I really don't want to eat much at night. Yesterday I said, 'Mummy, put it away...dinner,' but then Daddy started eating it, so I said, 'Daddy finish off.'
The morning is a different matter. Especially if I haven't eaten dinner and I've been awake since 5am. Which is most nights. Yesterday morning I was so ravenous that I went rifling through my bag and found a tupperware with an anzac in it. I was eating it when Daddy appeared to make me some brekkie. Last week I climbed up the bench to grab a mandarine and worked out how to peel it myself - something I'd never done before.
Monday, August 11, 2003
Today is Gadad's birthday - Happy Birthday Gadad! And it was Uncle Ad's birthday on Thursday - Happy Birthday Uncle Ad! So I've had lots of family time over the last week, which has been great. I managed quite a lot of socialising at a party for Gadad yesterday, and even gave all the people a bow as we left. But I was so tired afterwards.
I've been tired all week really. I'm still getting out of bed early, but I've learnt to stay pretty quiet and play with my toys and CD player in my room so that I don't wake up Mum and Dad. Otherwise they storm in and put me back to bed. A few days ago I got up at 6.30am, turned on the computer and played games for half an hour before waking Dad for a nappy change. I don't think he was impressed though, because he's since put a password lock on the computer, so I can't help myself anymore. Unless I crack the password... I am trying.
I was watching the news tonight and saw a big car crash. I told Mum and Dad, 'Naughty man...break a car...stand at wall'.
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
I sent Daddy to The Wall today for hitting a golf ball at Mummy. He sat against the wall and I said, 'Stop crying'. Then I gave him a kiss and a hug. See? That's how it's done.
I caught a footy today for the first time. Mum and I often play 'catch' but I've never actually caught the ball before. I was pretty pleased. Here comes the next Bucks! I also play a great game with Mum on my bed where we dive under my doona, then pop out and say, 'Boo'. I get her to play by asking, 'Mummy play on bed?' then I direct her and point, 'Mummy go in there...Okkar go in there...yeah'. Daddy often tries to hop on the bed with us but I yell, 'Daddy hop off!!! Noooo!!!' and shove him off. We play a different game on Mummy's bed where I say, 'Okkar jump on feet, Mummy jump on knees'.
I'm going really well on the computer. Since I worked out how to play by myself, I only get Mum or Dad to come over if I get stuck, which isn't very often. One time I wanted to play and the computer wasn't on, so I crawled under the table and booted it up myself. Another time I asked Mum, 'Mummy press a button? Okkar press it!' Sometimes weird windows pop up all over the place. I now know to click on the little cross to get rid of them, but Mum was coming over and trying to take over. I'd giver her a push and say, 'Okkar do it by self...Mummy hop off...Errr! Can do it by self!' I do quite like Mummy to be watching me though, so I point to a dining chair and tell her, 'Mummy sit in little chair'. Just as long as she doesn't try to take over.
Whenever we go anywhere in the car, I always ask, 'Ride de Car CD?' And Mummy puts on my favourite Playschool CD. Then she'd sing away to it for the whole trip. Recently I've been saying, 'Mummy no sing', and she'd stop singing for about five seconds before starting up again. Then I'd laugh and insist, 'Mummy no sing!' and she'd say, 'please?' and I'd say, 'No'. It's very funny. She always ends up singing again.
I've pretty much stopped getting out of bed straight after bedtime. It was good fun for a while there, but a few nights ago Daddy came in and really told me off. I'd been up seven times by that stage, but after his visit I cried and stayed in bed. Then the next night I hadn't even got up and he really seriously told me to stay in bed. So I did. But I'm still getting up in the night and early morning. They still take me back to bed, but the last few mornings I've eventually been allowed into their bed for a cuddle with Daddy. Then he gets up with me and we start the day. It's nice to have cuddles before brekkie.
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!