Who Gives a Damn?

The uninteresting ramblings of a wife, mother and secretary

31 January 2008

Okay, so I've been away a while...

We all had an enjoyable festive season and everyone is well. Not a lot has been happening of late so I really haven’t had anything to write about.

Here’s a couple of recent kidlet related events…




Jed got an army set (don't go getting all "anti guns" on me) which includes the little moulded soldiers diligently aiming their rifles.. a jeep... a tent... a motorbike... and a huge mother of a cannon... anyway... Jed, Grace and I were playing last night... I've got my little soldier pointed at our invisible enemy, making my best machine gun noises when Jed started explaining the tent to me...

Jed: The tent's where the soldiers go to have their hot cocoa... because it gets very cold fighting here in the South Pole.

Me: The South Pole? Who are we fighting?

Jed: A big sea monster

Me: Then shouldn't we be quiet and watch and wait for the sea monster to show up?

Jed: No. Fire at will!

Me: But won't that scare off the sea monster?

Grace: Naaaahhhhh. He'll think we're shooting at vampires!

I didn't realise vampires were such a problem at the south pole!




I was doing some gardening and up the back of the yard (you know that corner you just won't go into because of what is possibly/probably living in there?) I found one of the dog's old water buckets and it was full of empty snail shells (they'd obviously tried to shelter in there at some stage) so I pulled it out and put it in the rubbish pile... anyway... Grace comes out, looks in the bucket and...

Grace: Oh Mum... Look at all these snail shells. I'm going to start a snail shell collection.

Me: Fantastic Honey... but what are you going to do with all of these snail shells?

Grace: I'm gonna find some slugs and give 'em homes!