A few months ago Angus lost a large sum of money, he had been saving up for over a year and had kept the stash in this bedroom. We had no idea where the money had gone, Angus takes after his mother and has a knack of losing things, so we assumed he had misplaced his savings and that the money would soon reappear.
This, however, was not the case. A few days passed and the money was no where to be found... until Angus had an epiphany (Angus favourite word), and asked Wilson if he knew where the money was. This jogged my memory in the right direction and I remembered seeing Wilson with a cardboard treasure chest a few days prior. After much questioning from Angus, Wilson would not confess to taking the money, until I turned the questions into pirate talk... 'Where is the treasure?' This apparently sparked his memory and Wilson walked us straight into his room and pulled out from under his bed the little cardboard treasure chest full of not only the money Angus had lost but a few other family treasures that others had not yet noticed were missing.
Wilson is still a little money collector. If he finds a buck or two, he stashes it in his wallet or under his bed.
This afternoon, I got a pretty good deal.
Nina has been saving money for Schleich farm animals, so she is keen to do jobs to earn some money and cleaned up my office this afternoon for a couple of bucks (well worth it to me). Wilson decided he wanted to earn some money also. He bargained to clean up the toys for some paper money, apparently he is beyond gold coins.
He was unable to comprehend that $5 was too much to pay for toys to be packed up. I am only happy to give a buck or two for jobs that are out of the ordinary, most stuff just has to be done because we are part of a family.
Well, it was the end of the day and I will admit I took the easy way out, I asked Wilson to give me some of his gold coins and I would give him paper money. Done!!
Wilson promptly handed over 2 x $2 coins and a $1 coin. He raced over cleaned up his toys with lighting speed and came back with his hand out for the paper $5 bill. That is the best deal I have done for a while and the beauty of it, was that it was a win win situation!!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
I know I posted recently about quilting, but the title of this post does not refer to me, if that is what you were thinking!!
The Stitching Cow is where you can purchase designer e-patterns for your next textile craft project. Lenna has a wonderful giveaway happening at the moment, so click here to check out the fantastic range the Stitching Cow has to offer. I love the new Nursery Rhyme quilt and the cute Felt Christmas Decorations, let me know what you think!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Folding and putting away washing is my housework stuck point, it just seems that nothing else around the house can get done until that monstrous pile of laundry on the lounge disappears.
The problem with my washing is that it grows at an incredibly fast rate and I procrastinate at an even faster rate. This equation equals about three hours of searching for socks, jocks and school shorts every week. Not a morning goes by without someone needing help searching for something.
The other day I called my friend Kirsten and I asked her what she was doing, 'Folding washing', was her reply. Angus was in the car and heard what she had said, 'Why don't you ever do that Mum?' he asked.
That really is the question... Why, why, why can I not stay on top of this task? I do not work outside the home and I only have Wilson at home.
I remember years ago a friend telling me that you have to treat your housework as if it was a place of paid employment, you need to work systematically and efficiently.
Well, I am not shaping up to be the employee that really suits this position, even after 17 years experience, I think I may have to fire me!
Friday, November 13, 2009
My unfinished projects are, two eye spy quilts, a linen cross stitch, journals that I want to type out, a tafe course that is easy to finish off, baby photos that need to go into albums... Every year these things are on my to do list, some for as long as ten years.
The last few months I have felt like I have had a little more time on my hands and have started nutting away at these things on an almost daily basis.
- I have finished the tafe course
- I am writing my journals into private blogs
- I even have my quilt fabrics and sewing machine out again, I am determined to finish those eye spy quilts. They will not longer be suitable for Ethan and Angus, but Nina and Wilson are happy with that.
The cross stitch and baby albums have not taken a look in yet, but I do feel happy to be working towards completion of some of these things. Time to make some room on my 'to do' list.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wilson and his kindy friend Hayden were in the car this afternoon chatting away, they were discussing the caterpillar that Wilson had taken to school, what did it eat, why didn't it climb out of the jar and when would it cocoon and turn into a butterfly?
Graduating from caterpillar talk they discussed other insects, specific insects, ants in fact, ants that crawl in your hair.
Hayden proudly announced that he had these ants, "Nits" I suggested, yes, and he did not only have a few but 'googles' of them running around in his head and that was why he was scratching.
This turned into a competition, Hayden had millions of nits and Wilson had billions. Wilson was not about to be outdone on this front, everyone knows when you have a visitor come to play you can not be outdone, he thought about it for a moment and then declared that he had 'oodles' of eggs.
When we arrived at the play centre, I checked both the boys hair, oodles and googles of nothing, all clear. There have been lice in the school and I had done Wilsons hair a couple of weeks ago.
Later on in the day at the shops, the boys were doing pinky promises, then belly promises and nose promises and head promises. All of these involved trying to wrap the one around the other, wrapping little fingers around each others, rubbing bellies, rubbing noses together and then snuggling each others head against the others.... It became clear in my mind, that if Wilson had nits a few weeks ago, any little friends that he was making such promises with, very likely did also. Sorry to all those Mums...
Monday, November 2, 2009
The Top End
Ethan has recently had a change in Math teacher, for the better, in his opinion.
Today when I picked him up I asked how Maths went, did he like the new teacher and was she better than the last one. That is a lot to ask all at once, especially to someone who does not see any value in communicating beyond what he deems necessary. Looking straight ahead he said 'Yeah she doesn't smell'.
I was after more information, 'Okay, but what about the way she teaches, do you find her easier to understand, what does she do differently?' He looked over at me 'Really Mum, your talking to a teenage boy, I don't know what you want to hear, she is just different'.
That was that, end of conversation. That is the way it usually goes with Ethan, unless your talking about hunting, fishing and all those important things in life.
The Bottom End
Tonight after dinner, Wilson was asked to jump in the bath before he got dressed. This was not what he had in mind and as he handed me his batman costume to put on him he said, 'Mum, you have been the boss of me for a long time, when is it my turn to be the boss of you?'
I hope I have a few more years of being boss.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
What a feeling of freedom! Yesterday I headed north with my two trusty companions to the Deloraine Craft Fair, it is an annual event where artists show their talent and products are available to purchase. It was a sunny 26 degrees in Deloraine a perfect temp for a great day out.
I came home with a couple of goodies, a Christmas pudding with Macadamia and a show bag full of Cripps baked goods. There was that woven wool poncho and those hand made sterling silver earings, although, I did not feel like spending the almost $400 they would have cost me, maybe another time. Thank you Mary-anne and Sue for the company,conversation and ride, thanks to Matthew and Blanch for taking care of my little people and thank you to my two big boys who made me feel sooo loved with the 50 or so telephone calls they made to me during the day.