maybe it’s because i’ve started to put them to writing, but lately, the weeks seem to go by like days. they roll into each other and suddenly, i’m browsing through photos and pasting together another week gone by. as the old adage goes, time flies when you’re having fun.
quite the standard week for us really, drifting in and out of crazy town as we go about our lives with our little panda.
some of what panda loved doing this week:
marble runs are awesome
so are rubbish trucks, especially when you get a wave
games at the library
making paper people with daddy
panda told me who they are
panda said “this is the building where daddy works”
many important conversations also took place. panda is so bright and full of life, i wish i could tape everything he says and does. here are a few of my favourites:
panda:“daddy, come here and play with my toys. and bang things”.
panda: (as he sees tony looking for his slippers) here, have my slippers daddy
tony: thanks mate but they don’t fit my feet (walks down the stairs)
panda: (with one slipper in his hand following tony down the stairs) wait daddy, let me try, let me try!
me: please put your gumboots on quickly, we have to get to school
panda: you need to be patient mama, you need to wait. (these are my own words coming back to bite me)
me: panda, did you know that i love you sooo much
panda: mmm…i love going out!
me: i see…(awkward silence)
panda: (as i’m dancing in the kitchen) mama, what are you doing?
me: i’m dancing, can’t you tell?
tough crowd . i never thought i was that bad a dancer.
when he gets upset over something, he’s started saying “sorry mama, but i’m having a hard time”. bless. here’s hope that words will overcome meltdowns.
after buying panda a toothbrush shaped like a crocodile, all talk on the way home from the shops centred around this toothbrush:
panda: the crocodile is not real mama
me: no, thankfully not.
panda: maybe it’s an alligator
me: yes, it could be
panda: it’s green
me: it sure is
panda: i need to brush my teeth now.
we agreed it was probably not the best idea to brush teeth on the bus and he waited until we arrived home before brushing his teeth, probably about five times that afternoon. not sure how much was brushing and how much was eating toothpaste but at least there has been a renewed interest in brushing teeth!
panda: (on his scooter on our way home from school) mama, i go down the hill. DON’T WORRY.
me: oh god where’s the flask of whisky when you need it.
panda: (once he’s made it in one piece) i did it mama! i did it!
and i finally start breathing again.
me: time to get the bath ready panda
panda: no. no bath and no sleep
me: but you’ve had…
panda: the end.
you can imagine how easy that evening was…
on the weekend, we took a trip to the london transport museum. buses and cars and trains galore!
panda walked in and his eyes lit up
“i am a bus driver”
lots of driving
off it goes
this way daddy
looking at models through a magnifying lense
on the 26th, we celebrated Australia:
by listening to triple j’s hottest 100 top ten songs in bed
making lamingtons. the end result tasted delicious but looked a complete disaster.
tony played Land Down Under on repeat and spent much of the day saying “struth” (alf stewart style)
we miss australia immensely. luckily, london is doing a mighty fine job of drowning our sorrows.
and so it goes xx