You can’t start a fire without a spark.
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Yikes, I need to get crackalackan.
Woody seems slightly better this morning so we decide that he can still go swimming this morning. (My internal voice is saying ' we swam all year round growing up, even if we had a cold blah, blah, blah...)
So Woody gets ready for swimming and I throw myself in the shower to try and look more presentable. Noah does not bother with this; he gets by on his charm..
We get to swimming; we are a bit late, but not late enough to truly count as late. So, this is okay. Now, when it comes to swimming I am pretty sure I always write the same thing. Woody behaved well, listened to instructions and tried really hard etc. Today this did not happen. Every time the teacher spoke to him he dunked himself underwater and pretended he could not hear her. I cannot imagine how annoying this was for her. I went to speak to Woody and he did the same to me. I wanted to do the ‘mum's angry whisper’ but there was no point with his head under water. Grrrrrrr. In the end the teacher said to him ‘do you want to sit on the edge of the pool and miss out?’ . Underwater, he shakes his head. He behaves himself after this. Just as well...
After swimming, Woody does seem under the weather again. Funny that. We rug him up and we swing by the shops, the bank, and then off to Helensvale to pick up the Mothership. This is all very good.
Back at home I set up a toast making and eating production line and between us we get through a lot of bread. I then check out where I am going and then head out to coffee. Yeeee-haaa!
I have a small parking incident, where I slightly misjudge my park and I almost park on top of a little sports car. Ooops. I just style it out, and drive off and park somewhere different where there is no one who saw my previous parking attempt.
I meet the swimming teacher and the other lady from the swim squad for coffee
I head home and I cannot wait to speak to Noah and share my aaa-haaaa moment.
I get home and the Mothership and Woody have been playing together and Noah has been working. I tell Noah my idea (well really the other girl’s idea about what we should do, but no one else I know knows her so I intend to claim it as my own idea...). Noah considers things and then beams. Good. It is just a tiny flicker of an idea. But there is a spark. Sparks are good. We like sparks.
Woody is still a bit poorly and is frankly, behaving like a bit of a crazy thing. Just one example. Here is wearing a lycra jump suit (over his jeans and fleece) and is using his feet alone to slide his lycra clad body along the floor, and using his head to push a massive box of Duplo along. We are speechless. We just watch. Confused.
Mum and I head out to the shops. Mums does the post office run and I do the supermarket run and buy much more than I expected, as usual.
We are all feeling slightly coldy so I make a massive curry it is just what we needed
Woody has gone to bed but gives us the run around. He even gets out of bed to sort of telling us off for eating on the sofa. Grrrrrrrr.
After tricking me into reading him another story, he goes to sleep.
We all have seconds of curry. Wrong.
And then I fancy and ice-cream so we eat that too. Wrong. I so need to detox as I think I am going to spontaneously combust. Yet I am still thinking about eating some rice crackers we have in the cupboard. Not good.
I blog, Noah works, and the Mothership makes some calls and then goes to bed (where I think she waits for me to upload the blog so she can read it and see what I said about her)
And that is us for today. It has been a quite day, a kind of under the weather day, but a day filled with excitement and optimism and the potential for a really massive colour coded ‘to do’ list. Ha!
Sleep tight. x