26 September 2009

It was a happy day

We made our journey East today. Our hearts heavy,our minds racing in anticipation of what would await us there. It was the most difficult of journeys, it was a hello, nice to see you, good bye nice to have known you sort of visit.

But the spirit of the "family" managed to save the day. And the centre of it all, the bravest, most strong willed man I know. I watched in awe as the weary, tired physical self made its way to a seat outside, stumbling along the way and needing an arm of assistance. But as the conversation started to roll, an immeasurable strength emerged, blotting out the frail physical existence revealing hope, strength and such courage.

I watched from afar for the hours that we were together. The body was tired and weary but the spirit, well, was soaring. We talked about old times, dear times, happy times, sad times. We reminisced about the things that we had to do, things that we shouldn't have done and things that we would do all over again.

The sun was out, the smiles and laughter warmed us all taking away the chill of the fragility of life.

It has been a good day, a great day when once more, the "family" came together proving that the path to a friend's house is never too long. Love drew us all there, love will keep giving us hope and love will bring us together again.

23 September 2009

Ever has it been.....

......that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

There are those who we meet, in the journey that is life who touch us, inspire us and remind us the importance of the bond of love, family and friendship. These are those most easily taken foregranted until it comes the time that separation is unavoidable, inevitable, imminent.

It is times like this that prompt me to stop, take stock and give thanks for the blessing of kinmanship and wise council. These are those who you want to share the most significant of life's milestones with. These are the ones who you know, would drop anything and come if you need them. You know this because you would do exactly the same for them.

I guess this is a position of priviledge. It is not often that one gets an amber light. A prompt for action. A BIG hint to tell that someone how you feel before it is too late. What to say? The truth is, I haven't got a clue of the right thing to say, to do or to feel. But I know this, the exodus East is the right thing to do for me. Eastwards we head....to try and put into words and actions a special bond of love that can only be understood by those few special ones who are part of this little circle of what can only be described as a family of dear, dear friends

22 September 2009

Toddler Taming

What is this?
Hmm...I wonder what this is for?

Well, in the last week we have made a few changes to the Munchkin's environment. The base of his cot has been lowered and a stairgate has been installed (thank you, Chief Oracle!) across his bedroom door.
You see, we have had an escapee. The little terror has managed to escape the confines of his cot whilst zipped into a sleeping bag.
Fingers crossed, all is quiet in the lair up there, the babe is asleep and snoring like a bear.

In a world of his own

We have concluded that Munchkin lives in Munchkin land. And things in Munchkin land are not as they seem to the layman's eye.

Daddy: (reading Goodnight Moon) Goodnight mush, Goodnight old lady, whispering hush.
Munchkin: Is not
Daddy: Is not?
Munchkin: Is not an old lady, Daddy. Is a rabbit, actually.

note to the reader: Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown was illustrated by Clement Hurd depicting rabbits as the main characters

19 September 2009

Kids - who'd have em?

A random collection of Munch-isms

Munchkin: Mummmmmyyyyyy!
Mummy: Yes, Munchkin. What is it?
Munchkin: I have a worm
Mummy: (He can't possibly have one, he's making it up!) Oh, that's nice.
Munchkin: I have Bitted it.
Mummy: (level of doubting the existence of the worm diminishing fast)
Munchkin: Has a HOLE in it. Is Dead.
Lesson 1 - He says it like it is. He does not have a really good imagination. He just does what it says on the tin.

Munchkin: Chersie has got some NICE Mac-crackers
Mummy: Has she? (Hmm, maybe what he says next wNumbered Listill give me a clue as to what he means)
Munchkin: They Lovely. They nice and wobble-ley. I shake them like this
(violent shaking of hands in cupping motion interchanged ith clenched fists)
Mummy: !!!!!!!!!

He meant Maracas

Lesson 2 - Misinterpretation of Munch-isms are common.

Munchkin: Mummyyyyy! I under the table
Mummy: What are you doing there?
Munchkin : I having a BIG poo
Mummy: (remembers lesson 1 above and prepares stations for pit stop)
Munchkin: (runs into the room, points his bottom at me and backs up) Mummy, smell my bottom. It is Smelly like a big smelley poo

Lesson 3 - Munchkin does pride himself in his work and appreciates acknowledgement of a job well done.

13 September 2009

It is a little wonkey.....but

The sentiment is real.

We tired to speak to the Lau Lang today as it is Ah Ma's birthday but they were busy gallivanting (and eating) - pure speculation but I am sure there is some truth in it!

Still, we just wanted to say this...a bit up-side down but maybe washed down with a little whiskey......

12 September 2009

Munchkin on film

Tarzan (without the loin cloth)
Castaway

Gone in 60 seconds


Racing Stripes

The Godfather

Too Fast Too Furious






10 September 2009

Rumble Down Under

G'day lil' Rollo! Welcome to the world little Seahorse!

Early yesterday morning we got a message telling us that we have been blessed (from afar) and T has now got a first cousin once removed (I am reliably informed by the office clever clogs who has a wealth of knowledge of all things .......well, all things). The photos are magical and make me rather nostalgic about Munchkin when he was that 'ickle. What a difference 2 years makes!??!

Anyway, to the possums down under, we say Happy Days!