rod and i love this time of year. we spent all day sunday putting our tree up (and then trying to keep thatcher away from it), rod has spent all week on the roof putting lights up and i am already starting to think about all the delicious christmas baking i’m planning on doing this year.
in keeping with tradition, i also took T down to one of the local paint-your-own pottery cafe’s to make our yearly christmas tree decoration. he was slightly more involved in this year’s bauble – i basically gave him a pallete of paint and a bauble and left him to it rather than simply holding him down whilst someone very quickly and skillfully took his handprint. we also made a few other decorations for the fambam too, but shushhhhh they don’t know about them yet…
and in the first of many new christmas traditions, we went to see T in his first ever christmas show. i think i was more excited about this than anything i can remember in recent times. it was super cute and i did get a little tear in my eye when i walked into the room and saw him dressed in a little elf costume complete with sparkly red mohawk; however i think i may have had slightly unrealistic expectations of this group of 18 month old children. in my mind i pictured them all singing and dancing to christmas carols, waving at their parents and smiling coyly. in reality we got a group of kids who were sitting in a circle whilst the carers sang cristmas carols and clapped their hands – even that only lasted about 20 seconds until the kids saw their parents and either started screaming or, in T’s case, ran over to say hi and then went and played in the toy box… i think i may be about 3 or 4 years ahead of myself here!
and whilst we are on the subject of how delightful and cute T is at the moment:
- he cannot get enough of these el cheapo antlers i picked up last weeek – he wants to wear them everywhere.
- he stole my phone from me the other night while i was chatting to his godmother and ran through the house talking to her, goodness what he was telling her but it was super important.
- his new favourite word is bubbles – mine too…
- he is constantly doing this cheeky little smile which just melts my heart – he pretends to be really serious and then this little smirk creeps out.
- as i type this he is trying to scary the dog because his new favourite things is to scare people – this generally involves him making a long slow ‘ooooooooooooh’ sound and then he screams out ‘ah’ at which point rod and i jump and squeal like village idiots and he thinks he is the most hilarious person in the southern hemisphere. pity alfie doesnt quite get it; he just lays there and looks at thatcher like he is crazy.
- finally, this photo of T and Santa…. it just says it all.
we have had a rough couple of weeks this little family of ours; we have experienced the euphoric highs of good news and the devastating lows of bad news and here we are still together and getting stronger by the day.
i am the first person to admit that i am a worrier. i do not cope well with stress and spend a good chunk of my life being frazzled and overwhelmed, but that isn’t really a luxury I can afford to have now that I have T in my life and luckily for me, within seconds of seeing his smiling cheeky face, he manages to pull me out of my funk and remind me to live in the moment and enjoy life no matter what gets thrown my way.
oh, my little darling, sorry for not taking as many photos of you as I should have over the past month, but I know you’ll understand (and in the meantime, hopefully getting to lick the last of the icing out of the bowl and visiting Santaland will make up for it in some small way).
we have a mulberry tree in our front yard and every year, as soon as the weather starts to warm up, it gets absolutely loaded with berries. guess who just discovered it?
every morning for the past three days, thatcher has toddled off outside and quietly visited the mulberry tree. he has gorged himself on bright purple berries and eaten every berry within his reach (usually this means all of the berries that have fallen off the tree and onto the ground when either he or i have given it a good shake) and then waltzed stealthily back to rod and i thinking that no-one would suspect a thing.
well, i’ve got news for you little guy – you’ve been made…
^^he made such a mess yesterday morning that we resorted to the paddling pool before i would even let him back inside. it’s a hard life isn’t it buddy?!?^^
these two are just so cute together. T always has an infinite amount of time (and food) for Alfie and Alfie always has a nice big lick for T. much fun has been had here in the Arnold household the last few days because Alfie has just worked out that if he takes the ball to thatcher, thatch will always throw it for him – I, on the other hand, are much less of a sure thing.
dad and T had a great time carving the pumpkin this afternoon with T reaching his arm inside the top and running away with handfuls of gooey pumpkin guts. thankfully they did it outside, otherwise I’d have some lovely rotten pumpkin to clean up in the morning.
Halloween is not a huge thing here in Australia and I’ve never experienced a ‘real’ halloween. canadian of the year, rod, on the other hand loves halloween – and any excuse for a party really – and can never do enough to get into the spirit of things. with that in mind (and deluded hope in his heart) rod stocked up on candy in anticipation of a steady flow of trick-or-treaters, but unfortunately for him (and my ever-expanding waistline), the ‘beware of dog’ sign scared them all away. damn you alfie, you scare away the wanted guests and let the burglars in…
i guess we will just have to have a halloween party here next year and tempt people in that way.
what an absolutely insane couple of weeks we have had! october is always a crazy busy time of year for us full of birthdays and activities and all that baking and organising that goes with it. not only do rod and i both have our birthday’s in october (thanks for Photoshop mum and dad) but so does my grandmother and a couple of our friends too… october has also brought with it the nice sunny weather (well, a few days of it at least) over here on the west side of the country, but not so much for those on the east coast who are unfortunately dealing with some tragic bush fires – our thoughts and prayers go out to all those affected! when you see that sort of thing happening to people in your own country it makes you stop and focus on everything you have and remember just how lucky you are.
so, without further ado, here is a little recap of the arnold family’s october:
^^^ too cold dad. don’t make me go in there ^^^
^^ T likes nothing more than sand and tools ^^
^^ my friends are so cool – rollercoasters at their birthday parties. sweeeeeeeeet ^^
^^ nothing like a bit of handywork wearing nothing but your nappy to start the day right ^^
^^rod was more than a little jealous of T’s shirt here – he looked everywhere for one in Dad size^^
^^the glasses may be pink, but they are peppa pig so who cares^^
^^cowboys and indian themed party. cowboy rod and his mini-me, complete with matching handle-bar mustaches^^
^^starting early with the dancing on tables^^
^^nice shoes baby^^^^watchya doing up there?!?^^
^^not happy about the new haircut^^
^^but, he does love my new favourite gadget – our little green pouches. this one is full of banana and kale smoothie^^
^^don’t mind if i do… i could gladly eat left over salted caramel and vanilla bean layer cake for breakfast everyday. i made this one for nanna’s birthday and you can find the recipe here. be warned it is very sweet. might try a less sweet icing mixture next time^^
t’s favourite book at the moment is a gorgeous little touch and feel pop-up book called ‘is that you, monster?’ most of the pages have a little pocket where t can slide his hand in and feel the monster’s drool and hairy back and toe nails and horns, etc. and on the last page, the kids finally find the monster and it pops out at them. well, last night when rod was reading this book to t before bed all I could hear coming from his room were these little (or not so little as the case was) ‘roar, roar, roars’ when they got to the last page. super cute!
and while i’m having a ‘my son is so amazing and cute and smart and practically perfect in every way’ moment, check out this video i took of him this afternoon climbing up the steps of his slide and sliding down again without any help. please forgive my screeching baby talk and the fact that I missed most of him actually climbing up the slide – but you get the gist!
watch him go here!
after our first visit to miss kitty’s saloon a few months ago, rod and I both agreed that we would definitely be back there (it helped that it is only around the corner from our house). having said that, it took until last friday night for us to finally make it back.
rod and I and a few of our friends hit up miss kitty’s for a late dinner and drinks for my birthday and it couldn’t have been a more perfect place! we gorged ourselves on corn fritters and hot wing pancake and ribs and (two serves) of chilli fries and my new favourite miss kitty’s dish – the pork nuggets. I think we may have even had more food than that, but after the staff brought out our free round of birthday shots i fear that my memories of my 28th birthday celebrations are less than clear…
thanks miss kitty’s we love you.
ps. since rod found out that you serve wings for breakfast, it has been everything I could do to keep him from knocking down your door every morning. although, it is his birthday next week, so I may just have to succumb and let him at ‘em.
^^he wasn’t at miss kitty’s, but get him a scoop of bubblegum ice cream and he will forgive you for anything^^
surprising isn’t it? i mean, anyone would have thought that toddlers and chilli powder were a great combination…
i’m still not quite sure how, but the other night T managed to get hold of the canister of cayenne pepper and spill it all through the house (considering it lives on a shelf about 1.7 metres off the ground – who knows how he got it). luckily for both him and i, i saw what he was doing just in time to stop him rubbing it all over his face and into his eyes. T may not have been particularly impressed that i threw him into the shower fully clothed, but given the fact that he didn’t spend the next three hours screaming in agony I think I managed to save him from the worst of it (I, on the other hand, had burning skin for quite a while afterwards.
little darling, please don’t do that to me again – next time, try cumin or coriander seed!
^^^scrambled eggs are much better for facials than chilli^^^
the last time i went to the perth royal show I think I was about 8 years old and the whole thing revolved around lollies, rides, show bags and trying my hardest to get someone to win me one of those giant stuffed toys. after quite a bit of coaxing from rod (culminating with him playing the T card – “you know he will love it”) we decided to spend our friday at the show.
i’m afraid i have to admit that i may have been wrong and my reluctance to go to the show was unfounded. we had a wonderful afternoon out as a family, even if it was the only day this week when it hasn’t been gloriously sunny!
we enjoyed all that delicious and artery-clogging fairground food – chips, candy, chocolate, Dagwood dogs, fairy floss, doughnuts and slushies. we bought our fair share of show bags. we watched a man fly with a rocket pack and the dressage competition and a sheep dog trial. we saw (but much to my disgust did not get to taste) all the winning cakes and biscuits. we playing with the baby animals in the petting zoo and had our photo taken with a baby goat. we (read: rod) played some games and won some stuffed toys on sideshow alley. T got to dig for potatoes (and may have had a very public meltdown when it came time to leave) and we even got to see a peppa pig show. what more could you want?!?
and really, if we had taken our own picnic lunch and steered clear of the show bags it would have been a relatively cheap family day out!