Herding cats

Sometimes getting a family portrait is hard work. To get everyone sitting and smiling is well nigh impossible. Still, I think these are funny!

Fussy Pants!

Sam is fussy with food. Really fussy. Jack was but is very adventurous now, but Sam! If he could live on chocolate biscuits and fishfingers he would. I think my Dad thought he could convert him with a tasty cutlet or two but even he threw in the towel and gave him a fishfinger. 

We all know the best reason for going to a hardware megabarn on the weekend is for the sausage sizzle but we get some strange looks when we order a sausage sandwich for Sam minus the sausage. Sigh. A tomato sauce sandwich. My bogan child. 

More Baking

 Sam enjoys baking. As soon as he sees me at the baking side of the kitchen, he drags a chair over so he can 'help'. We made smartie biscuits this time and it was his job to put the smarties on top. There may have been some uneven distribution (and some cheekiness directed at the head cook).

Feeding the ducks!

And no one fell in! 

Busy, busy, busy

especially when I'm trying to get a photo of him in his new(ish) yellow braces! 

Friends with Benefits

Not those kind of benefits! A lovely thing about living here is that friends rarely turn up empty handed. Just this morning a friend popped over clasping a bunch of Freesias (my favourites).
I like to bake loaves for friends, not expecting anything in return (though there is a bread fund at work to pay for the weekly work loaves) and am delighted and surprised to get something in return. A beautiful couple from Marrar love my grainy loaf (which contains sesame seeds, linseeds, pepitas, sunflower seeds, poppy seeds and pine nuts) and have given me a pot of honey from their bees (!!), handknitted slippers for the boys and recently a handmade wire basket crammed with home grown goodies. Lovely!
The bread by the way is coming along nicely. I make between eight and ten loaves a week and send Jack to school with homemade bread for his lunch. Very satisfying and makes the house smell so good. I have two starters now and usually make a white sourdough or a rye or a grainy one. Time to branch out?

 

Dance SPectacular!

Jack's school had a dance concert last week with a circus theme. Jack's class were tightrope walkers and the bits I saw (bad seats) were very cute. The whole school participates so it was fun to see the kids who were really into it and the others that were less enthusiastic. It was also quite short, which is always a good thing. I took a very bad photo of Jack's class before I had to rush back to my seat.
I have some clown 'issues' so Jack spoke to me beforehand letting me know that there would be clowns but that I shouldn't worry as they were all very friendly. Phew! And he was right, except for the one wearing the Pennywise the Clown Wig. Eeek!

Play Time

On Thursday night Jack and I went out to dinner and then went to see the stage version of Pete the Sheep, which was hilarious. Jack had a rush of blood to the head and ordered an iced chocolate to go with his Pizza. He was very impressed with what he got.  

Diane took Sam the next day. By all acounts he behaved 'quite well' which means he squirmed and wriggled but only tried to make a break for it once.