It's a first - one of the soft toys has a name! Until now they have all been Green Bear and Tiny Rabbit and the like. Last night Hazel called the new red-faced Norwegian cat puppet Morsby.
I don't know where she got the name.
This morning she let me know that the other cat puppet (grey-faced) is also Morsby, but it might also be Cluffy. Yet another cat toy (the red one, from Estonia) is also Morsby.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Doors
A few weeks ago, we all went to a door shop, and picked out a new screen door for the front. The old one was literally falling apart - Trudi used cable ties to keep it in one piece, but it was essentially a piece of shit.
A week ago, mum visited (imagine some big doom-y music). As we all came in the front door, I propped the "security" door open by moving the little disc thingy on the thingy up the top... what it this called? Is it worth googling it so you will know exactly what I mean? Ok, Google is no help; I don't even know what search terms to use. Where was I.
Once we were all inside, Mum tried to close the door, but it was still propped open, and she actually ripped the door off its hinges! What a magnificent security door we had.
I put it on the nature strip and it was four or five days before someone took it away. That is a measure of how crappy it was - I put a garden gnome out once, and that took fifteen minutes to go.
Today a man from Michael's Security Doors came and put up a new door, plus one for the back. Now we can have the doors open on hot nights - bliss. The poor installing guy had a hard time with the front door frame. It's had a tough life - it seems to have been randomly shaved down in various spots, so he took half an hour of serious chiselling and hammering to hang the door. Somehow the girls napped through it all, and woke to a new door.
A week ago, mum visited (imagine some big doom-y music). As we all came in the front door, I propped the "security" door open by moving the little disc thingy on the thingy up the top... what it this called? Is it worth googling it so you will know exactly what I mean? Ok, Google is no help; I don't even know what search terms to use. Where was I.
Once we were all inside, Mum tried to close the door, but it was still propped open, and she actually ripped the door off its hinges! What a magnificent security door we had.
I put it on the nature strip and it was four or five days before someone took it away. That is a measure of how crappy it was - I put a garden gnome out once, and that took fifteen minutes to go.
Today a man from Michael's Security Doors came and put up a new door, plus one for the back. Now we can have the doors open on hot nights - bliss. The poor installing guy had a hard time with the front door frame. It's had a tough life - it seems to have been randomly shaved down in various spots, so he took half an hour of serious chiselling and hammering to hang the door. Somehow the girls napped through it all, and woke to a new door.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
How did you get here today?
I can see which internet searches have brought people to this blog. Here are some highlights:
- front seat slow loris
- slow loris toy
- dr luke sammartino reviews
- sourdough starter smelling like acetone
- "weed in the potty"
- "slow loris" wearing a dress
- slow loris toilet trained
- slow loris dressed up
- how to shower slow loris
Big beds, one day
Trudi has a thing about getting the girls to move from cots to big beds. I'm happy for them to be in cots for a looooong time.
We went to bed shops today, looking. The girls took their shoes off (well we did it for them) and they jumped on beds and played hidey under piles of cushions.
The beds are expensive and kinda crap. Trudi liked the look of the bed that the Anges have for Olive, and we even know where they got it. We'll wait until the January sales, and I think T will also try to haggle, cos we'll be getting two.
Tonight when we were trying to zip the girls into their bags, Ivy lay down on the floor, spread a cloth nappy over herself like a sheet, and closed her eyes, grinning. She was SLEEPING under a big girl's sheet. Maybe this big bed thing will be OK.
We went to bed shops today, looking. The girls took their shoes off (well we did it for them) and they jumped on beds and played hidey under piles of cushions.
The beds are expensive and kinda crap. Trudi liked the look of the bed that the Anges have for Olive, and we even know where they got it. We'll wait until the January sales, and I think T will also try to haggle, cos we'll be getting two.
Tonight when we were trying to zip the girls into their bags, Ivy lay down on the floor, spread a cloth nappy over herself like a sheet, and closed her eyes, grinning. She was SLEEPING under a big girl's sheet. Maybe this big bed thing will be OK.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Climbing and talking
In the last couple of weeks, both Hazel and Ivy have changed a lot.
They now both like climbing... up ladders in playgrounds, and up stools at home. Hazel carries a stool around the house, wondering what to inspect next. Ivy is learning to climb those playground ladders made out of chains.
Time to go to the Anges' to see Tom and Toby, plus various adults.
They now both like climbing... up ladders in playgrounds, and up stools at home. Hazel carries a stool around the house, wondering what to inspect next. Ivy is learning to climb those playground ladders made out of chains.
Time to go to the Anges' to see Tom and Toby, plus various adults.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
At AMBA convention
This is an old photo. I am using my phone discreetly under the table, and I don't know how to blog without a photo. So. I came in to the room, found my table, and there sat some strangers and a long-distant ex. Haven't seen her for 12 years FOR GOOD REASON. Turns out that she has twins too.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Nearly 2
Today, Hazel had a big howl. She cried and thrashed and was miserable. After a while she calmed down. When she was lying peacefully on my chest, she said quietly, "Hazel misses Mummy". I said, "Which mummy", and she patted me. I asked "When do you miss Mummy?" and she said "At creche".
Wow. I am so proud of her.
Ivy is getting into climbing. At the playground she is having a go at climbing ladders, and those chain net things. Lots of complaining about how hard they are. After a few goes with help, she does it with elation.
The evenings are getting warmer, so we've tried out a long-held dream... alfresco dining. It's a nightmare cleaning couscous off the floor, and the chickens love it, so why not? It worked very nicely:
Wow. I am so proud of her.
Ivy is getting into climbing. At the playground she is having a go at climbing ladders, and those chain net things. Lots of complaining about how hard they are. After a few goes with help, she does it with elation.
The evenings are getting warmer, so we've tried out a long-held dream... alfresco dining. It's a nightmare cleaning couscous off the floor, and the chickens love it, so why not? It worked very nicely:
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