Monday 24 February 2014

February...

It feels like this month has just slipped by. Right back into kindy, swimming and dancing the time flies. Isla is coming on in leaps and bounds at kindy with her reading, writing her own "stories" - she keeps asking when she can start school. Lachy is talking flat out and now putting four and five words into sentences - it feels like this stage happened in a flash.

There have been parties, trips to Piha for fish and chips, Parnell Pools - i will leave it up to a few pics but here are a few tidbits:

While dressing her doll in some of her old baby clothes Isla came across a stretch and gro with Mummy's Little Angel written on it. She asked "why does it say that mum?". I replied, "well, because you are my little angel aren't you". Isla: Sigh. Exasperated tone. "but I'm not an angel, I'm a princess".

Lachy has added a new song to his repertoire of two. Baa, baa black,sheep or "baa, baa, sheep. Ba ba sheep. Baa, baa sheep" and on, and on, and on.

Also the cutest thing in my world at the moment is Lachy asking me for a "tuddle" when he wakes up every morning. Wish it wasn't at 6am, but still cannot resist the little guy.

Isla jumping off the rocks at the waterhole - this girl!
Piha sandcastles.

This kid. Feigns shyness. Truly a dancing, singing showman - class clown in the making.


Pretty happy with the tractor at Butterfly Creek
Proud Miss 
Beautiful Piha




A Bugs Life

Since she was tiny Isla has been fascinated by all things great and small. But inifinitely more so with the very small, specifically beetles, bugs, butterflies and pretty much anything of a creep crawly nature.



Baby, you have definitely not inherited this fascination from your mama! And to this end i try to do my best not to project my fear/disgust!

As the trees around Titirangi positively hum 24 hours a day with the chirping of cicadas (or "cadas" as Lachy calls them) at the moment, many a happy hour (and I mean MANY) has been spent hunting them and collecting their shells.

So from large spiders to "dandy long legs", Stick insects ("Stickincators") and wetas there is never a shortage of additional "pets" in the household. At least twice a week we have moths, snails, slugs or cicadas to bring home from kindy. Perhaps we have a future Entomologist on our hands.

Lachy is a touch more (okay, A LOT) more apprehensive. He joined in on my shrieks as we discovered two wetas in the playhouse which proceeded to jump at us. Ick.

However, with the current plague of cicadas, some of Isla's insect obsession has rubbed off and he is happy to hold onto them for hours and play with them. "Piders" are another matter...

Bugs at the museum, Isla wants to go to the country that has the Giant Wetas.







Saturday 8 February 2014

The crazy that was our holiday season.

The fact that it has taken me until February to write about, gives an indication of the madness that was December.

Pre-Christmas activities included our now annual tradition of a trip to Smith and Caughey's in town to visit Santas Grotto and meet Santa (Isla wanted to know what he was doing there instead of making toys with the elves). The kids were so well behaved, it's such a long wait for them. I was hoping for no tears and that I wouldn't have to be in the photo and they were both really good. Isla is such a sweetie, when Santa asked her what she wanted she said a Furby and a big bone for Max. So cute she thought of him!

One day I asked Isla what she would like to get Daddy for Christmas. Her reply was considered and relatively instantaneous so she must have given it a bit of thought! "a pair of shoes, a pair of stripy pants with dragons on them, a book and a tee shirt with two lizards fighting and a baddy chopping down trees. Maybe they have them at K Mart".

Uncle Bert's reappearance bought much fun and hilarity, if a little exhaustion for mum and dad in trying to think of things for him to do each night. Thank you pinterest!

Isla took him to bed every night for the first few two weeks, and to kindy for news several times.
Christmas Stories with Nana Verna and "Ranrad" (Lachys's version) Tom.
Pirate parties to attend amidst all the Christmas celebrations. Phew, 5 in one 4-day period.
 
Christmas decoration craft day.
Not going quite as planned for some.
Isla's fabulous kindy put on the best Christmas show/party ever. Lachy was enthralled at the appearance of Santa (after much communication and guidance from airline pilots and the local police) on the roof of Green Bay High School.
Norman prepping the kids for the arrival of Santa

Meeting Santa, this astute Miss wanted to know why Santa had to ask her name again given she had already told him at Smith & Caughey's. How long will we have til she figures it out?!

The amazing show, clever teachers, clever kids. Great fun.
This creature was most unimpressed to be dressed as Rudolf for the annual Franklin Road procession. Oh the indignity, he suffers it well. The kids, although extremely tired, loved Franklin Rd. They were especially entranced by two young girls playing fiddles.

Soooo excited to be sprinkling the reindeer food we made on Christmas Eve. Just to be sure Santa didn't miss us, Reindeer food also had to be distributed at Nana Verna and Grandad Toms, and also at Whitianga.

Christmas was a blast. It was always kind of a big deal in our household, but it taken on a whole new meaning with our own kids now that they are both old enough to get excited. Well, Isla was so excited and given Lachy copies everything she does, so was he. So much fun to see them experience the magic, the surprises, the fun and sheer joy and we have enjoyed creating our own traditions. Long may the belief in Santa last!

We spent the morning at home and the rest of the day with Francis' parents basically just relaxing and eating, then headed down to Whitianga to see my family on Boxing Day. It's great to share ourselves around but we are looking forward to a Christmas day at home down the line. It feels so rushed sometimes it is really hard to relax and wind down after the build up and that ridiculousness that is usually December.
Then three weeks at Whitianga, the photos will speak for themselves! Our little guy has grown up so much in that short space of time, he is talking like his chatterbox sister now. Among the first words he strung together were "more beer" when asking for another sip of daddy's (non-alcoholic) bottled drink. Now there is no stopping him and he gets thoroughly sick of us saying "can you say this, can you say that". 

It felt like a great long summer, fresh salads from the garden, fish freshly caught, kayaking, lots of sandcastles, netting tiny fish at the estuary, swimming at the waterhole, early morning walks, bike rides, horse riding, mini golf, food, more food... we are so very fortunate and grateful to have a place to holiday, where we can come and go as we please, as often and for as long as we please.

The new year dawned with a teensy bit of sadness for me as I contemplated the fact that this is the year (albeit not til August) that our eldest starts school and our youngest starts kindy. My stay at home mum days are numbered! How is it the years have passed by so fast?

Santa knew just what Miss Isla needed. Given she has grown 10cm in the last 6 months a new big girls bike was just the ticket. And she has almost progressed to no training wheels already.

Thanks Bex and Mike, much fun to be had for this hard-wired man child.

Playing with amazing gifts, lucky, lucky things.

Dessert, best part of every meal!

Lucky, lucky children to be the recipients of this amazing tree house from Nana and Grandad. Built by Grandad and complete with trapeze, rings, climbing footholds, telescope, steering wheel and pirate flag! 
Add a pool and you get one of my all time favorite photos!

Not at all afraid, just wanted to go faster and faster.
This guy loved it too. No fear.

There was A LOT of sandpit play. And diggers. And shell collecting.

Sibling love (rare moment), lunching at Jandals Cafe.
Little swinging monkeys hardly needed the playground this year thanks to the treehouse!

Bless. The little guy at one of my most favorite places in this beautiful country, Opito Bay.


Sleep out in the new tent with Daddy. Wanted to sleep out there all by herself!

Hot water beach kinda day.

This guy was fascinated at the Warbirds and Wheels show...

...although not too captivated to miss out on a few roly polys instead of watching the speedway.

Love the flying hair shot.
No summer holiday is complete without a pirate treasure hunt, thanks Aunty Kim! The Jake and the Neverland Pirates obsession has waned a little, but this was still a major hit. Lachy didn't quite get it but still had a ball thundering after Isla and eating the gold dubloons.

Driving creek railway. Few tears at first from Lachy as he'd just woken up but loved it. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been on it...
...but here he is in there. Can't believe how young Isla looks and how large i am!

This beauty hates to have her photo taken, but when she does smile she just blows me away.
Such a lovely little rider, on her firm fave Shiloh.So proud of her learning to canter.

First ever mini golf experience. Now if we could just get Isla to wait til the ball stops before hitting it, and Lachy to stop picking up the ball and throwing it. Fun anyway!


First time on "Ranrad's boat". Again he cried at first, then he was like a seasoned sailor and even fell asleep after his stint on the tyre. He was right into his rod, and caught his first fish, some teeny tiny snapper but also between us all some lovely keepers. Swimming around at 4pm, pan-fried in butter with lemon, salt and pepper on our plates at 6.30.

That's happiness right there.

Day out at Whiti Farm Park and an absolutely delicious lunch at Hot Water Beach Brewing Co. A rare moment when these two sit still together, and happily for long enough to take a photo. Isla wanted to know if this cart thing was "from the olden days". She also asked on another occasion if the "olden days" was when i was little. Ha, gold.

So that's it, our Christmas and Summer holidays in a nutshell (albeit an enormous, photo filled one). Phew!