Rosy

Rosy is very happy. She is in a loving home and she is happy. I miss her still but I am OK now with it. Here is a recent photo of Rosy in her new home. By the way, her name is now Fable.

Look at that belly. She is one bappy little piggy.

Tis the season

I do so love The Big Man. He is a little boy of contrasts. He is charming and thoughtful and then all of a sudden he is spiteful and greedy. He is funny, and then he is not funny at all. He is clean sometimes, and other times he is very yukky and dirty. He is messy messy messy all ze time.

This week he has said two very beautiful things to me:

We were practicing looking up things in the dictionary with The Little Man too, and as they were looking at the second and third letters of the words, they were reciting the alphabet to themselves. The Big Man looked up at me with all innocence and said, "Do you know all your ABC's yet?" I was very respectful and did not smile on the outside. I said very slowly to contain myself "Yes, I do know my ABC's."

The next thing that he said that was very charming was about my period. The boys both know about the period, about how it is an egg that is leaving my body, and that it happens on a regular basis. That is about the limit of their knowledge at the moment. They are fine with that. We are on a need to know basis here.

Often times the boys have a bath together and more often than not, Mr Purple hops into the bath with them. Of course they would love me to hop in too, but I am too chubby for the bath and it is not my idea of a nice cup of tea, and so I confessed to The Big Man that even though he always asks me, it is not always that I don;t want to hop in, but that I cannot because of the process that is happening to me.

And so, yesterday he asked me: "Is it the right season for you to be having a bath Mum?"

God love his little soul.

For my birzday

Please note: for some vewy strange reason I am talking to myzelf in zome kind of accent today, and it seems fitting to be translating zat to my blog. Of course, the translation is not rrreally coming zthrough, but it is vewy funnee to be me today.

Look at zese gorgeous pottery mushrooms that a vewy dear fwiend gave me for my birsthday. So pretty sitting in the garden.

 Zey make me smile when I look at zem, so imagine how I felt when I came outside and saw zis...

a dear little visitor sat for hours upon ze mushroom, before she flew off to finish her life somevhere else.

YAY! YAHOO!! WHOOOPP!!!

Got it back again... so happy!

Beautiful colours

I have some very beautiful sari silk which I just don't know what to do with...I have had it for years, and so I have decided to weave it up and see if it speaks to me... These two pieces are destined to be handbags, somehow, somewhere...

Boys? Has anyone seen my pin cushion?

Ahh, there it is...

The latest craze in our home

Yep... Go-Go's Crazy Bones I think they are called. They are taking over our lives. Here they are pictured lined up on the edge of the bath... in a rainbow line. Each day they are doing something else. I guess it is better than watching the telly or playing on the computer, but sometimes these Go-Go's send me mad.

A few of my favourites...

So disappointing

I SOOOOOO loved my latest background. I really really did, but it has been deleted. I couldn't find it!

So I had to start the hunt again for a new one... hate that hunt... it takes forever. Still I am not 100% happy, but it is better than nothing...

POO BUM WEE!

Not happy Jan!