todays goal.....

Today's goal.... finish a post and PUBLISH IT!!!! Well amongst other things.

I have just finished my 3rd client for the day and have stolen some time before number 4 arrives. I never do 4 in a day, not with the kids home, that's just crazy. So apparently today I am crazy. Have I ever mentioned that I have a problem saying 'no' to people? Hmmm, well I have a problem saying 'no' to people. NO NO NO NO NO. There, easy hu? NO!

So my house is a mess (no big surprises there) and what I could really do with is the house work fairy, AKA my mother in law, coming over in a slightly manic mood. I don't really mean that I hope she is manic, my father in law does a good enough job of sending her in that dierction without me but if she is manic, she can head on over. I have organised a cleaner to come over at least once a fortnight but she jus tcalled to let me know whe got her dates mixed up and can't start this week. Bugger, thought it was too good to be true that I could find someone who came highly recommended and get her here the day I wanted within a week. Oh well, all the filth will still be here when she does start!

Now for a very brief update. Fletch is learning to talk via the Nintendo Wii method. He can now say 'nice spare' ' nice on' 'strike' and 'nice approach' all with a lovely American accent. Last week at his kinder's family day they had a travelling farm animal thingy and he told us that cow's moo, and pigs go oink but he prefers the snorting sound they make. He is just booming along with new words, I understand them and I am starting to see that other people do now too. We are still doing the NAET treatment at the naturopath(the food bleach treatment did amazing things), occasional homeopath visits and his early intervention kinder. We could probably scrounge up the money for some private speech or psychology work but to be honest, I'd struggle to fit it into my/our week. The only free hours we seem to have is between about 10pm and 4am and none of us really want to do any therapy other than sleep therapy at that hour.

Baybee got her first proper shoes last week and looks just spiffy in them. She, like the rest of us is struggling with the end of daylight savings and is as grumpy as hell at 5:30 at night and up and about at 4:30 in the morning. Urg.

Lockie is on school holidays and has a huge amount of homework (for him) and drives me nuts when I see how sloppy his work is if he actually does any work at all. I use to think I was a tough sort of mum but I am convinced these days he just walks all over me.

Any how, better get back to work. I have thrown a casserole in the slow cooker for dinner, gotta love the cooler weather after the horrendous Summer we have had around here.

The vegie garden, Baybee's teeth and my MIL

Guess who found the pantry today? (like those thighs need more calories!!!)

Don't you just love the finger food stage

And as messy as her Face is, I had to show you Baybee's teeth. She looks like the front ones have been knocked out.

I though I might show everyone the little vegie garden I have been working on in our back yard. I have always wanted one but thought it might help with encouraging Fletcher to try vegies, then again, I might be a bit delusional too. So here it is...

I know you're probably thinking 'she lives in Australia and its Summer, so where's that weather they talk about all the time?' Trust me, we are loving the rain. It's not cold but it is wet, thankgoodness. I have only had to water my vegie garden about 4 or 5 times since we put it in over a month ago. And thanks to water restrictions, it is only being watered by hand with a watering can. God I would love a tank but who has a spare $3000 lying around.

And these are my little baby zucchinis, how cute are they?

Anyway, back to the real world....

Fletcher has gone back to needing a sleep during the day most days but won't have a bar of going to bed to do it so I just let him lay on the couch and hope it happens. The other day he was having a bit of an afternoon snack and fell asleep mid bite.

And for the uninitiated, that's vegemite on toast.

And he has decided that when Baybee is asleep (they share a room) he doesn't want to miss out on any play time with her so he keeps barging in, turning on the light and waking her up. I now have had to put a child proof door nob on the inside and the outside of their bedroom door.

Our little Baybee is well and truly on the move and starting to explore the house. I caught her yesterday going through my recipe books....

On a slightly different topic, does anyone else have a mother in law who means well but keeps f**king up stuff around their house? You do? Phew, I thought it was just me. Yesterday my mother in law came over to watch the little ones so I could go to my painting class. She often throws a load of washing on the line if I have it sitting in the machine waiting for her ( so I make sure there is always one waiting for her!) She must have needed to change Baybee's clothes and it appears she has put bleach in the nappy bucket I was soaking one of my good towels in. I was soaking it because the not so smart guy who lives at my place dried the dogs muddy paws with it the other day (ggrrrr) So now one of my new beautiful pale green egyptian cotton towels is a manky creamy-yellowy-beige.

Tonight is Magoo's grade 6 graduation. We just didn't have those when I was his age. (oops, there I go with that forbidden line) We finished primary school then 6 weeks later, we started high school, no transitions, no ceremonies, no nothin'! And from what I've heard, people are going a bit nuts with the outfits the kids are wearing. I just raced down to K-Mart and bought him a shirt because the last time he had to wear one was 2 years ago at my brother's wedding, so you can imagine the size of that. So I am praying it fits because there is no time to change it. He just told me he was wearing his black t-shirt (I swear, he's bordering on severe boganism) and he asked his grandmother to make him some black pants. No Armani suits for this boy. I will take some photos and post them tomorrow.