December 5.

The very last day of being a Preppie mum. India was quite sad to leave her teachers.
Amazing that it's over so quick. But India's grown so much in the last couple of months, she looks like a tall grade Oner now.
Evening was spent with some lovely friends out for dinner for our christmas girlie do. Sadly we missed two of our group, who were unwell. And even though I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open (sorry girls) it was lovely to catch up and chat, something we've not managed to do very much of this year.

December 4.

My birthday. I totally forgot. I did briefly wonder what Mark was doing hustling the girls off somewhere away from my bed and their usual jumping on mummies head at 5 am in the morning. But at 5am all thoughts are brief and opportunity for sleep takes over. They were back in 5 minutes though, pressies in tow and a big loud signing card. Happily I now have some new music and a good book. Two things I've been craving for a while now.
Today India wagged school, fancy that on the second last day. But she looked so very exhausted, dark rings under her eyes, sore throat and....wait for it....she was actually saying herself that she was tired!!! "Mum I want to do it (swimming carnival) but I'm just *sigh* too tired". Astounding. India NEVER admits to being tired. So I kept her home and it really made for a much more pleasant day. Mark and I then ventured deep into the christmas shopping centre hell that evening. Children safely tucked up in bed at home with Grandma.

Remember December.

I had plans to blog each day of the month this month. Yep, each day. Just because twiddling my thumbs all day gets a little tedious and I figured I needed more to do....lol, yeah right. I was thinking that it's worth recording more of the itsy bitsy every day stuff occaisonally, a little peek in the window to life that we can look back upon. And what a better time to do than at time when there is heaps going on so there will be heaps to write about hopefully. But I blinked, and already we are three days in.

Dec 1st.
Summer. Always a day worth waking up and breathing in deep and bellowing 'Yay, it's summer!' Which we did. We also managed to Pinch and Punch Big Daddy MM...all of us, even Esta, before he was even slightly on to us. I have no trouble beating him to the P&P each month but getting the girls in on the act before he realises is more of a feat. So the three of us girls figure there is good tidings for us this month getting one up on the Big Daddy together. India has been waiting eagerly for the start of summer for ages....it means to start of summer holidays which means the christmas season and that also means not far until her birthday.
The day was spent running around sorting my new business venture plus sorting out youngest child and her weird hivey possibly serious rash and chronic infections. Poor little love had to have blood taken. But she was a brave little trooper and didn't even flinch, though she did have a little cry. Her Red Cross knitted Bear treat soon took her mind of that, plus the little bandage they put around her arm which she thought was pretty spesh. (note: always insist on an experienced peadiatric collector, makes a hell of a difference).

Dec 2nd.
Wow. Reality hit today that it is almost the end of 2008. Yeeehaaa to that! Will be glad to see the back of this chaotic stressful year. In saying that though....freeeeeeeaakkkk!....christmas is just around the corner. Spent the day panic shopping trying to find things on MM's wish list that apparently don't exist. Nice time waster. I did find a nice christmas tablecloth though, a nice addition to our plans for a 'real' (MM's expression) christmas this year.

Dec 3rd.
Even though the girls are up before the birds, which, now that it is summer, are up so much earlier these days, we still struggle to get to school at a reasonable time. And today it's hot. No storm eventuated last night, unlike every other night for the last few weeks. So it's hot and muggy. So we did the drop and run through the school drive through (pity they don't offer a breakfast muffin and a chai latte at this drive through, that would have made my day) and rushed off to Little Esta's music class. She loves music class. All the kids there seem to, though they seem to enjoy the packing up parts the best. It remained hot. Bugger to that...hot days and toddlers that don't sleep. Scurried off to the paediatrician with hungry tired kids in tow at hungry tired toddler's dinner time, only to wait for an hour in the office. Fun stuff. Fun Fun Fun stuff.
But progress made when the doc finally showed. Esta's potentially serious hivey reactions have passed the potentially serious phase and have moved into the unknown cause phase. Yes, we've all been there right? Unless of course we restart her Losec and she has a nasty reaction to it, then we'll move out of that phase again. Did manage to leave with a blessing to visit a paed gastroenterologist if she does need the Losec again though. BUT the coup of the day was with leaving also in hand, a blessing to see a specialist paediatric respiratory physician for India. The poor love is suffering with her constant coughing and snorting and throat clearing that really must be driving her insane. It's affecting her sleep drastically (well that goes for all of us), her self esteem, her friendships, her mood. So it's good to walk away with a little ray of hope on the horizon for a solution to her problem.
And that ends my report for now. It's almost 11pm and my eyes wanted to be in bed about 4 hours ago. India seems to have settled from her 10pm restless sleep walking session for now, so I'm off to bed while I can, before she starts up again. See you tomorrow :)

Lots of Texture.

Lightning doesn't strike twice.

Apparently, a few years before we bought this home, it was struck by lightning. The lightning found some path of least resistance and travelled across wires and struck the lady next door. All the electricals were burnt out and had to be replaced. The lady next door literally lived to tell the tale.
How interesting is that?
So I'm feeling pretty safe and cosy right now as large amounts of rain, thunder and lightning churn and clash violently above our house. Yep. I am cosy and cool and not worried at all...not a bit..nada.

Scrap Time.

Possum Magic.

We had some cuddly visitors to our tree this week. I spotted them from the back deck during my morning viewing session of the wonder that is our Jacaranda tree. We are sure it was Grandma Poss and Hush passing through Brisbane looking for some pumpkin scones. I think they were caught in the storm as I'm pretty sure it is common knowledge in the animal kingdom that there isn't a lot of worthy baking that goes on at this address. Anyway, they have moved on again now. Probably down the road to our friends house, as there is often some pumpkin scones baking down that way.

Simple Simon Says

Climb on the buffet and put your hands on your heads.


Cheeky little monkeys.