In other news, Nicholas and Alexander have been turned into the "Children of the Corn" they were alarmingly well behaved after i picked them up from daycare today. Nicholas ate all his spaghetti at 5:30 then sat down with Chris and I at 8:30 and ate some noodles too. Really neatly! There was no fighting or brawling over trains and they were sitting on the couch quietly watching a movie when Chris came home.

As soon as I opened the door, he said "Wheres the kids?!", he normally gets tackled around the thighs while they try to run away with his laptop bag and keys. I told him they were watching tv in silence and his jaw dropped! They gave him a small smile and went back to staring at the TV, as he greeted them.

I stood back for a while and waited for their heads to spin or to hear them speaking in tongues- then went back to perparing dinner. Perhaps they’ve been zombified…

Monday was a public holiday so Chris was at home, napping in the afternoon while i did some work on the computer and Nicholas was watching a movie on the couch.
He was quite absorbed n the movie and i startled me when he appeared at my elbow saying: "Mummy, the milk is a mess." He led me by the hand to the lounge and revealed his masterpiece.
…continue reading the story called Milky Way

My parents took the kids for the afternoon while i suffered with a toothache and felt like a zombie from the pain killers. I really have to get those damn wisdom teeth out…

Anyway, my parents took the kids to Bunnings as they had to pick up some bits and pieces. I was impressed at their bravery.

My last Bunnings attempt solo with the kids resulted in a 4lt tub of Osmocote fertilizer being opened and spread down one aisle. For those unfamiliar with Osmocote, its not just the stinky dirt variety of fertilizer. Its billions of minuscule balls of slow release fertilizer, the size of half a rice bubble.

So the Bunnings trip with my parents went without disaster, apart from the kids shouting "Hurry Up Grandpa!" at the top of their voices (egged on by my mother, no doubt!)
When they got home, some groceries were stacked on the kitchen bench while my dad set off to wall mount his new dustbuster. With my Mum and Alex asleep and Dad distracted with his tools, Nicholas set to work…

He dragged the bar stool around the breakfast bar and found a bottle of shampoo and half a loaf of sliced bread. He took both items to the coffee table and made a lovely Shampoo Sandwich! My Dad caught him emptying the contents of the shampoo bottle all over the coffee table when the bread couldn’t contain anymore liquid. "I should have known he was up to something when i heard the bar stool being dragged around the kitchen," said Dad!

SEE! Its not just me! It happens to the professional parents too!