Sunday, 28 March 2010

What do you mean no bunnies?

I discovered something the other day.

Mum was getting the spare room ready for Aunty Lyndall to stay over Easter.

And she accidentally left the cupboard door open - revealing a stash of Easter bunnies and eggs.

"They're for when Aunty Lyndall gets here," said Mum.

This immediately sparked a vigil for Aunty Lyndall* that's been going on for three days.

My first words after each sleep are to do with Aunty Lyndall and bunnies.

I watch out for her car. I ask Dad if we can visit the bunnies. I make casual suggestions such as "Want to eat my 'funnies, Mummy?" and "It's time for 'funnies now!"

But to no avail.

It might be a long week for us all.

* I do really love my Aunty Lyndall and not because there's a link between her visit and the prospect of chocolate 'funnies.

Saturday, 27 March 2010

Master and apprentice

Mum and I were cleaning out my cupboard today when we found my industrial ear muffs.

"Can you remember what these are for?" asked Mum.

"That's for mo-mo!" I said.

Mum realised that I probably don't remember the last time I wore my ear muffs at a loud concert. And that the only ear muffs I see are the ones Dad wears when he's mowing.

I was pretty keen to put on my ear muffs and join Dad, who was mowing the lawn.

So I grabbed my little blue lawn mower and Dad and I mowed the lawn together.

Dad said it might have taken twice as long but mowing with me was a special father-son time.

Thursday, 25 March 2010

Good times!

Quote of the day from mum; "Noah will need a change of clothes because he's covered in paint and jelly"

Good times!

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Doctor Noah

Mum and Dad have noticed that I have a very caring personality. And that I like to practice being a doctor when I think someone might be hurt.

Here are some examples:

When Dad was getting frustrated trying to fix his bike. I said, 'Need a hug, Daddy?' He said yes, please. So I went and put my arms around his neck and said, 'It's okay, Daddy, don't worry'.

When Mum stood on one of my wooden blocks and cut her foot, I was very concerned and kept asking if she was okay. 'Want me to check the bud pessa, Mummy?' I asked. Mum, not quite knowing what I was on about, said yes anyway. So I ran off and came back with the blood pressure monitor from my doctor set.

Today Grandma stood on something a bit sharp while we were hanging out the washing. 'You need ice, Amah,' I said. She got me an ice pack and I put it on her foot. I didn't have my 'bud pessa' monitor with me so I just pretended to take her blood pressure. When I'd finished my work-up I told her, "You say 'ta Doctor Noah'".

If I come across someone who looks a bit worried or upset I always say 'Don't worry' or 'Want a hug?' And I'm very liberal with my hugs and kisses.

Monday, 22 March 2010

Undies

I wore undies to kindy for the first time today.

I wear undies all the time at home, and when we're out for short trips.

But today I wore them all day and didn't have a single accident.

Mum thinks I'm just about toilet trained.

Sunday, 21 March 2010

Miniature Trains

Today we went to a park where you can ride on miniature steam trains.

I'd been looking forward to it all weekend.

We ate our lunch first and I kept talking about how I'd be going on the train soon.

It was very exciting.

So Mum took me to have a look at the trains coming into the station.

And then I wasn't quite so excited. I was a bit scared.

'It's okay, Noah', said my friend, who is five.

'The trains aren't really scary, they're fun'.

I was willing to trust the word of a five year old to the point of sitting on the train, even while I clung on very tightly to Mum.

And it turns out I had a great time!

Later on, I had just as much fun standing near the tracks with Dad, watching the trains go past.

Saturday, 20 March 2010

Party!

I went to a birthday party today. At a park.

It was for my friend Nat who is five.

Mum thinks it might have been the first real, big boy party I've ever been to.

I was very impressed with the whole affair.

In the car on the way home, I had a bit of a chat with Mum.

'I want a party, Mummy', I said.

'I want a cake...

'...and I want some presents!'

I think I've grasped the concept nicely.

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