Don't Say Don't

Don't say...sometimes you've just gotta force the fun.

At the weekend they'd much rather stay home....and then state LOUDLY how bored they are.

As BIG-BULLY-PARENTS we took them (against their will) to the pool and cooked a late brekkie.

Don't say...picking up the accent fast.

X-man's lovely new teacher comes all the way from Ireland but is originally Amercian...as you'd expect, she has an interesting accent.

On the way home I asked him "Does your teacher sound the way you expected?".

X-man gave it some thought "Actually, she sounds a bit Brisbane-ish".

Don't say...pineapple plantation.

I've been trying for years to grow pineapples at home.

Almost every pineapple top ends up in the ground...but, they've never grown...

until -

NOW!

Don't say...back to school.

Don't say...the little girl is gone.

Gracie spent the day doing self-imposed make-overs with Leesy's dresses and old jewellry and posing for photos.

It made me realise that someone is growing up.

Don't say...no hands-free.

The kids thought this old phone was incredibly interesting - alllllllll weekend.

Don't say...role-play.

Today there were some prayful blessings being dealt out.

Don't say...I miss the pebble-crete.

Don't say...change.

Being the new kid is scary.

Don't say...impromptu working bee.

Finding that a supporting post is rotten is always a worry.

However, when it is discovered the day before the tiler is due to come is pretty stressful.

Don't say...Richard Attenborough would be proud.

Last night at 11pm, whilst (yes, whilst) watching Amercian Idol we heard an animal screeching in the backyard.

We thought the chickens were being attacked...sadly, that wasn't the case.

Leesy incredulously urged me to rescue the possum.

Don't say...a night off cooking.

Out to dinner last night following a session at Walk-about Creek for a bit of nature.

Don't say...air-conditioning.


Everytime the fridge is opened the Little Blessin' runs to check out the latest offerings.

Admittedly it's hot, but taking up a seat in the fridge is not something I want to encourage.

Don't say...I'm back.

This collage doesn't sum up the last 7 days very well.

I have been very busy being sickie-bubba - and you will be pleased that I had the common-sense NOT to take a blog photo of that!

Don't say...time flies.

We remembered today that Leesy had put away a little time capsule in 2000 to be opened in 2010.

The kids laughed at the funny things we'd written - such as, my prediction that my weight would be 82 kg, that we'd only have 3 children, that we'd have no more pets, that we'd have an overseas holiday.

Will definitely seal another one this week not to be opened until 2020.

Don't say...appropriate book selections.

The Little Blessin' darted from aisle to aisle grabbing at books at the Library this morning.

If you click on the photo you might be able to read the title of the book on the floor...and well, FYI - our breeding days are over.

Don't say...Christmas, New Years catch-up.

It's been a busy 2 weeks with family staying with us from Canberra, Sydney and Townsville.

It's been fun but I think, for the next little while we need to go into lockdown.