On our 'things to do before leaving Canberra' list was the Kingston model railway
I wasn't sure at first - but once we were there I insisted on two train rides - once on the steam train 'The Bunyip' and once on 'The Ghan'
Poppy I might drag you back there when you come to visit in a few weeks
Saturday, 27 October 2012
Tuesday, 23 October 2012
What a lovely day today
Had a lovely day today with my mummy, Charmaine, Sarah and Tommy.
We had lots of fun on the big slides at Lollipops and then got down to serious business - buying up Vegemite and Milo at Costco
I got a huge delivery of size 3 clothes from Tommy and couldn't wait to try out the Giggle and Hoot PJs
We had lots of fun on the big slides at Lollipops and then got down to serious business - buying up Vegemite and Milo at Costco
I got a huge delivery of size 3 clothes from Tommy and couldn't wait to try out the Giggle and Hoot PJs
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hangin' with the Smiths |
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Supplies for DC |
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Having dinner in my newly acquired Giggle and Hoot PJ top and Thomas the tank boxers |
Sunday, 21 October 2012
All hail the Chairman
Packing up and clearing out
Saturday was one month and one day till we leave the 'berra - and our garage sale
It was fun to play shops for real
Though I was sad to see my rocking horse get sold I quickly cheered up when mummy and daddy said I could have the $10 we sold him for
It was fun to play shops for real
Though I was sad to see my rocking horse get sold I quickly cheered up when mummy and daddy said I could have the $10 we sold him for
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$5 for a slippery dip - cheap at half the price! |
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Lunchtime at the garage sale - tuna sandwiches and coconut juice in the backyard |
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Tuckered out after a day of sales |
Sunday, 7 October 2012
It's Daddy's birthday today..
Monday, 1 October 2012
The nature of nature
One day, a scorpion looked around at
the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out
on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under
vines and kept going until he reached a river.
The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back. Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream. "Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?" "Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly. "Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!" Now this seemed to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!" "This is true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the other side of the river!" "Alright then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN kill me?" said the frog. "Ahh...," crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be fair to reward you with death, now would it?!" So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the current. Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs. "You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?" The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back. "I could not help myself. It is my nature." Then they both sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river.
This morning Mummy thought she'd be nice and take the wasp that had managed to get inside the house back outside and not kill it.
It gave her a nasty sting on the thumb.
Ouch!
The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back. Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream. "Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?" "Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly. "Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!" Now this seemed to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!" "This is true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the other side of the river!" "Alright then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN kill me?" said the frog. "Ahh...," crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be fair to reward you with death, now would it?!" So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the current. Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs. "You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?" The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back. "I could not help myself. It is my nature." Then they both sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river.
This morning Mummy thought she'd be nice and take the wasp that had managed to get inside the house back outside and not kill it.
It gave her a nasty sting on the thumb.
Ouch!
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