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Merry go round moments – week 10.

Family fun: top shot.

We’re back in the wet season here.  Heavy rains most afternoons and over night.  Our girly is loving all the massive puddles she now has to splash and jump in!  Wellies, shorts and t-shirt – the ultimate tropical childhood!

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Memories are made of this.

Going for a family meal out at our local Japanese restaurant.  It was a bit of an experiment really.  I love Japanese food and (vegetarian) sushi, but my husband is not so keen, and our girly had never come with us before.  What a hit – she loved it and even her daddy found some dishes he liked!  Beef teppanyaki, garlic rice and cucumber maki – perfect toddler food apparently.  She was super intrigued by the chopsticks I was using, but as we’re still working on using a fork, I think we’re a way off chopsticks yet!

 

Laugh out loud.

Today our girly made a fairy wand with her daddy out of wrapping paper, a cardboard tube and lots and lots of glue and glitter. They both had so much fun working on it together.  She will be sparkling for weeks I should imagine!

When it was done I asked her what wish she had.  She said she wished for chocolate cake, and a cookie, and strawberries.  Then I asked about her wishes for her daddy, me, and her little brother.  She said she would turn daddy into a frog, me into a chicken, and her brother into a rabbit.

Now, I’m wondering how it is that she gets cookies and cake, whilst the rest of us undergo a transformation spell?!

 

Quick quote.

“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.”

Albert Einstein.

 

Music makes me happy.

I heard my first Christmas music this week.  Probably very late compared to many other places, but Christmas is ‘not allowed’ here in Brunei so I’m quite pleased to have heard it at all.  I’ll admit that although I love Christmas and the festive season, I can find the non-stop carols and Christmas songs a bit wearing after a while.  But right now, I am loving Chris Rea’s driving home for Christmas. It reflects how I feel entirely and just makes me feel really Christmassy. I am so excited that we are soon to be going home to see friends and family.  Counting the days!

 

Good times.

For the first time since our little man arrived, the girly and I had some lovely mummy daughter time down at the swimming pool this weekend.  Just a couple of hours.  Even so, it was really precious, being able to give her my undivided attention.  We are very lucky as she’s become so good at sharing me, and is very understanding really, considering how young she is.  But it did make me think that – when possible – I need to make a special effort to have more girly time, just the two of us.

 

 

Merry go round moments – week 9.

Family fun: top shot.

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These two…so much sibling love. I try to get at least one photo of the little man on this mat every month so we can make a little keepsake. It’s hard to get a photo on his own though, because his big sister always wants to be with him, kissing and cuddling him, and he is always looking for her!

 

Pause for thought.

A good friend has had a very sudden, very worrying health scare this week.  She’s urgently had to go back to England for further tests, but the health professionals here are very concerned.  It has been a huge shock to her, and to all of us who care for her.  She’s young, she’s fit, she’s vibrant, and the most wonderful friend, mother and wife.  We’re all desperately hoping for some good news, whilst preparing ourselves for the bad news. I cannot even imagine how sickeningly terrifying it must feel in her shoes right now.  I’m thinking about her much of the time at the moment.  And when I’m not, I’m often (naturally, I guess) left thinking about how lucky I am and how important it is to seize every second, make the most of everything and everyone I’ve got.

 

Memories are made of this.

Little man, trying so unbelievably hard to roll over.  He’s desperate to do it and is getting so frustrated that he can’t yet.  He’s such a happy little chappy and is quickly all smiles again, once you  pick him up and pacify him.  But I’m sure he’ll be rolling very soon, as he is seriously committed to practising!

 

Laugh out loud.

We’ve taken all the suitcases down from storage this weekend, ready to start gradually getting things together and packing.  Only two weeks now until our big trip to England, and I am super excited.  Our girly seems pretty excited as well, especially if you count the fact that she had to comfort test each and every case.  Yes, that means unzipping them, flipping the lids open, settling inside, and doing up the buckles over her lap.  Crazy kid!  It did make me laugh, seeing her and ‘baby’ curled up and ‘sleeping’ in every suitcase.

 

Quick quote.

This seems like a very unlikely thing for a Pope to say, but as Popes go, he seems to have been a colourful and controversial man at times.  And I totally agree with the sentiment:

Somebody should tell us, right at the start of our lives, that we are dying. Then we might live life to the limit, every minute of every day. Do it! I say. Whatever you want to do, do it now! There are only so many tomorrows.

Pope Paul VI

 

Music makes me happy.

The Hues Corporation – Rock the Boat.

This week I was listening to the podcast about Jo Malone’s choices on the BBC Radio 4 show, Desert Island Discs.  A fascinating listen, especially for someone who is a). very much into perfume and aromatherapy and b). a big fan of Jo Malone products.

This was one of her picks.  I just love this track.  Podcasts have to play shortened versions for rights reasons, so of course I had to go and hunt out the full version.  Brilliant, feel-good stuff.  Just what I needed.

 

Good times.

We’ve had a bunch of playdates for our girly and her friends recently.  It has been lovely.  It feels like life is getting back to normal again, after the slowed-down exhaustion of late pregnancy and the early weeks with a newborn.

Something both wonderful and slightly scary about playdates these days is that the children now seem to be happy to go off and play independently in the bedroom, instead of in the playroom with us adults around.  It takes everything in me to leave them to it, and only check on them every ten minutes or so, instead of having them under constant supervision, like ‘the old days’ of just a few months ago! Where has my little baby girl gone?!  At this rate, before I know it she’ll be slamming the door and telling me to knock before I can go in!