Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Woody enjoys his numeracy class and I have a pot of peppermint tea next door. I intend to write a list of what I have to do today, but I get distracted by a magazine article about Patti and Bert Newton (?!). Clearly looking for a distraction. When the only article left to read is about Shane Warne and Liz Hurley I decide it is time to get on with some work.
So, I work out what I need to do and head over to collect Woody. He is in terrific spirits and we head over to his read and grow class. Woody trips over someone as he walks in the class, hurt his leg and is embarrassed, and then cries for a bit and does not quite regain his super spirit. We read a book and do an activity that Woody has done before but he still enjoys it. It is about a possum running amok in a house. Woody's favourite bit is when the possum goes into the toilet. Woody loves that kind of grossness.
We head outside to do the activity and Woody does not love it. He spends ages finding the right pair of scissors and then he carefully and deliberately places each object in the wrong spot. I think he is trying to make a point.
We head back inside for more activities but Woody is not that interested. He would rather just play with a friend’s baby. He makes the possum puppet do crazy things and the baby laughs away and this makes Woody feel awesome.
We head home and tell Woody he can’t eat his muesli bar until he has had his sandwich. With this, he starts crying and cries the whole way home. This is not Woody behaviour, at all. We get home, Woody sits on the sofa, watches some TV, eats and apple and his sandwich over the next hour, and then remembers his promised muesli bar. He eats that and then it is rest time.
Woody and I sit in his room and read books and he lies down with his eyes closed and tricks me that he might go to sleep. He does not, but he does get some rest, and he is super sweet.
He gets up and plays whilst I tidy up the kitchen and then make dinner.
Woody has plain chicken and rice as he is in not in the right mood to try the sweet potato chilli Noah and I are having for dinner.
Over dinner, we tell Woody all about the Olympics (well not everything there is to know, but as much as a 4 year old is interested in taking in over dinner). We get the map of the world and show Woody where Australia is, where we live, where the Olympic games are etc. He nods and just wants to know firstly; what that big orange bit is (Russia), where the orang-utans are (Borneo), and where Africa is. Once we start talking about Africa that is all he is interested in. We show him all the different countries in Africa and read out their names.
We then talk about what countries we are going to support in the Olympics. I tell him I am going to support Australia and I am expecting him to support Australia or Great Britain. He says he will be supporting Africa. I tell him he will have to choose a country within Africa and he says he will be supporting Madagascar. He is thrilled with this. So we look up the Madagascar team, see what events they are in, look at their flag colours and look at the competitors. Woody is very excited to be supporting Madagascar. We love it too and find it hysterical.
I tidy up, Woody has a bath and then skypes nannypapa. They read him his bedtime stories and Woody is over the moon about this. After stories, Woody goes to sleep in a heartbeat.
We watch Madagascar, Noah works, and I organise my uni stuff, get some jobs off the list, and am generally more productive than I have been in a while.
That’s it from us. Good night. x