'get your sharp teeth into this steak daddy'
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Woody and I make a breakfast in bed of hot cross bones. This is well received by Noah. Woody hands Noah (the vegetarian) and hot cross bun and says 'get your sharp teeth into this steak daddy.’ Very funny. We sit in bed and Noah opens his pressies. A bit of a light year for Noah present-wise, but Woody made him some lovely bits and he opened enough homemade cards to ensure we will be sleeping in glitter for a week
After brekkie the fellas play for a bit and I get ready to head out
All is fine, and then we go leave Elwood has a meltdown. It is now after 10am and Elwood is insisting we take the leftover cooked and cold hot cross buns to playgroup to share. In some classic bad parenting I say ‘no’ and Noah says ‘yes’ so we take the cold hot cross buns and I am a bit stroppy.
As we go down the front steps, woody drops his container and the cooked, cold hot cross buns roll across the ground. He is about to start crying and so like lightening I pick them all up and put them back in the lunch box saying they’ll be fine. (I say this because I know I won’t be eating them)
So we arrive at playgroup and there is a different bunch of people and Woody takes a shine to a lovely older lady instantly. Such a shine, in fact, he offers her one of his hot cross buns. She looks at the state they are in, and hesitates – I can see she wants to say know. And then she says, more to herself than anything else, ‘you should never refuse a child who wants to share something with you’. So she takes a hot cross bun, tears it in half and eats it. I cannot watch this. I know I am a bad person that I let him share this ‘soiled’ food but it is Friday and it is easier than a scene
Woody is brilliant at playgroup. Most of the kids are younger than Woody and he is patient with them and happily shares with them. This is not always the case, so I am very proud of this.
We head home and Noah is still working so we make him some lunch and Woody and I read (and re-read) the new books. We then have Noah’s birthday ‘cake’ which Woody is super hyped about. We make Noah a tower of chocolate crackles instead of a cake. Noah loves it, and we all stuff chocolate crackles into our face and then feel a bit sick. Once you have kids, this is what birthdays are like. No more feeling a bit queasy from overindulging on booze, but as a parent, chocolate crackles have (sort of) the same end result of feelng a bit sick.
Noah finishes up his work, and we head out to Broadbeach for a play on the beach. It is brilliant. We love it. We make a train track out of sticks and we play that for ages. We play ball games and then the fellas swim whilst I listen to ‘A town like Alice’. Terrific.
There is a monorail which goes from the shops in broadbeach to the casino and back and Woody has wanted a go on that for ages so we head over to that. Woody is super excited and cannot stop talking about how much he love monorails and I think we have to high five and cheer.
The monorail lives up to the hype and Woody is just delighted. We head back to the mall in Broadbeach and we get Woody some dinner and we head home hoping Woody might doze off en route. He does not, because he never does when you really want him to. Back at home I put Woody to bed and Noah gets us a takeaway. We watch unexpectedly good DVD and then we chat to Josh and Laoidhe and the kids on skype for ages and they belt out a rather good round of ‘happy birthday’ for the birthday boy.
And that is it for us and Noah’s 35th birthday. Happy Birthday Husband and good night good folk. xx