Five

And so our baby boy turned five last Friday.

We are often amazed at this little fellow. He has so much personality and "chutzpah", he talks like a book yet at the same time I need to muster all my negotiating skills to get him to follow instructions etc. I guess that's normal for a strong-willed five year old! His kindergarten teacher says that he's "an oral, linguistic learner" which is certainly true. I find it hard not to get frustrated knowing that he is such a bright spark yet unbelievably stubborn when it comes to trying or doing new things, but I know he will get there when he's ready. He loves his friends, but when he decides he doesn't like someone there's no turning back and he'll store up his little grievances and bring them out whenever necessary. An obsessive personality, incredibly curious, mad about inventing, loves his family and especially his baby sister. Happy birthday Alexander!

Holidays

We have been away for a few days.


Photo from here.

After what seems like an interminable winter, we (I) decided that we needed a break as soon as The Piece was dusted and delivered. Lillian seems to have picked up every bug circulating around the Germ Factory (aka Kindergarten) and it was high time we all got some rest and took some time out to recharge the batteries.

Not wanting to travel too far or too expensively, we packed the pram, portacot, a couple of guitars and two small children, hopped in the car and drove to St Helens, 3 1/2 hours up the east coast of Tassie. What a lovely spot. The weather was mixed but we did manage a picnic, some fishing, some rock-hopping, beach-running, a bit of wandering about the town, much lazing about, reading, watching Thunderbirds (what else?) and ... naps for the grown-ups. Bliss.


Lillian decided to start crawling, and also had her first go on a swing.


We stayed here and can highly recommend it to anyone looking for a home away from home.

Thunderbirds are go!

GAAAAAH!



I'm on a quest to find a Soundtech Tracy Island for A Certain Person's 5th birthday in 3 weeks. 3 weeks! The Thunderbirds are currently an all-consuming passion for the small person who will be heartbroken if I can't find one in the shops (not likely) or "in the computer". He is even asking God for one every night, in the hope that it will appear at the foot of his bed the next morning.

Am scouring eBay worldwide. Oh the pressure.