Deep Impact

Christmas must have left a really deep impact on Ned... he talks about it a lot... and he even built his very own Christmas tree the other day

hmmmm.... :o))) Night, night

And another one

Mum: "Ned, what did you do at kindy today???"
Ned: "Walk this way (pointing left) and that way (pointing right)"

Ned: "Daddy, eat ploperly!!!" (properly)

Cedric just bit Ned really hard and and I tried to find the bite mark.
Mum: "Ned, I can't see it"
Ned: "It's gone.. it's bitten off"
(I did find the mark a bit late, and Cedric drew blood)

Or how about this one:

Aunty Jill is coming down from Perth for a visit.
Mum: "Aunty Jill will sleep in the red spare room"
Ned: "Onkel Dani's room??" (My brother stayed in this room when he was here for visit)
Mum: "No, Onkel Dani isn't here, Aunty Jill is sleeping there now."
Ned: "Aunty Jill sleeping with Onkel Dani????"

I guess I better shouldn't tell you about that incident when Ned lifted the back of his potential future pre-primary teacher's shirt and inquired what her bra was.... it was SLIGHTLY embarrassing even though he asked in all innocence and we all cracked laughing, inclusive her.

This and That

I bet everyone who has children gets confronted with incredibly funny things your kids say. We are no exception!! And unfortunately it is SO easy to forget the punchlines offspring comes up with. So I thought I'
d share a couple with you.

Dad: "Ned!! Be quiet!!!"
Ned: "But I'm talking!"

Cedric eats his afternoon snack. Ned comes up to him: "Cedric, you need to share" and little fellow even does it (bless him)

Mum: "Ned, how was kindy?? What did you do??"
Ned: "uhm... played.... slept... Mister Russell said I'm naughty"
Mum: "Uhm... MISSES Russell"
Ned: "Mister Russell"
Mum: "MISSES Russell"
Ned: "Mister Russell"
(Mum gives up in frustration)

Mum: " Who are your kindy teachers??"
Ned: "Mister Russell and Misses MarLICK"
(It is still MISSES Russell and Mrs. Marvick)

"I forgot I had to go to the toilet very quick" (luckily he made it just in time)

And while we're talkin' about talkin'.... FINALLY Cedric also decided to use some words: It's MAMA (which mean anything from me to food to whatever)  and BYEBYE (which he LOVES saying... unless I try to video it, then -of course- he doesn't)

I guess boys are boys and just don't have to say as much as girls, and rather do.. you know.... boyish things....

It looks like he's straight of a catwalk in Milan or Paris... maybe he should be the new "face" for HUGGIES????

That wasn't typical boyish I suppose... but dumping all of mum's cushions and pillow on the floor and jumping into the pile most certainly qualifies as "boyish" (even though girls like doing that just as much.... I have certain recollections of my own innocent past)








(I hope you don't mind naked boys in their undies/nappies)

Ou yeah.. and I had my birthday just lately.... I started my eighth year of being 25 and I had a really wonderful day... the day was warm and sunny (definitely not what I'd usually have for my birthday) and in the afternoon I had a bunch of friends and their offspring over (and the offspring behaved marvellous... I was amazed).
In the evening Ben took me to the movies as a surprise. We watched "This means war"... and I cried of laughter... almost wetting my pants.

Kindy

Ned truly loves kindergarten.

Yesterday I had a chance to see what kindy was like.The teachers encourage the parents to sign up as parental help once or twice each term. So yesterday was my first time in an Australian kindergarten (and it is quite different form my own kindergarten experience 25 years ago). I took my camera along of course, which was fun... some of the kids really wanted me to take a photo of them but some of the parents don't want photos of their kids on the web (understandable) so I only use photos of Ned and of his friend C. whose mum is my friend and okay with it :o)

That's Ned's friend.

You might notice that she isn't wearing uniform: It was RED day at kindy.

Everything was kind of red-related: the cloth, the stories, the crafts, even the food

Even the playdough was red... no idea why it was on his nose though.

They experienced what happens to red if you mix it with a different colour



I really enjoyed experiencing what they actually do at kindy... I even had to help with crafts, which is a little nightmare  of mine... to do crafts with kids that is, because I'm slightly pedantic when it comes to gluey fingers and children covered in paint,  but I think I survived that part just fine.

Although red is Ned's favourite colour I'm looking forward to "yellow" day at kindy. We struggle with the colour yellow.
If you ask: "What colour is  the lemon?" more likely than not the answer is "blue" with a minor percentage of "green" but as good as never "yellow"

sigh

BUT

He slowly recognizes letters which is REALLY exciting!!! Every time he sees a "N" or "e" or "d" he gets totally excited.