Saturday, April 9, 2016

Some bits.

Henry and Felix continue to be obsessed with the Octonauts, and Ross and I sometimes play with them and their ever growing collection of figures and Gups. Henry's current favourite joke is when Ross refuses to get Captain Barnacles' name right.

Henry: Nice to meet you, Giant Squid. My name is Captain Barnacles!
Ross: Captain Bubblebath?
Henry: Barnacles!
Ross: Bonobo? Bamboozles? Butterfingers?
Henry: *hysterical laughter for the next ten or so minutes*

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I have been taking Peri to the park on mornings when Dad's free to watch the boys. There's this big group of people who walk with their dogs, and they're all friendly and allowed to run around off leash (the dogs, not the people. Although the people are also unleashed and friendly, so yeah.)
Anyway, it is so much fun! Peri has been enjoying getting to know other dogs, and she plays and runs around and then comes back when I call her! It's basically my new happy place. There are few things nicer than watching a whole bunch of dogs playing together. So good. 

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Ha, the above two paragraphs were written approximately one hundred years ago, but they're still fun and relevant stories, so they'll stay.

Currently, Peri is wearing the cone of shame, she got spayed this week and should wear her fancy collar for two weeks. Not sure if we'll make it that far, or if I'll give up when presented with this face.


She is definitely a bigger puppy than she was when we got her:

Exhibit A
Henry is now on school holidays, so I'll have to entertain him at home for two weeks! It'll be fun, we've got lots of ideas for fun things to do, it's just a matter of following through. His teacher sent home a 'holiday fun pack', which is actually a list of activities to help improve his motor skills. His teacher said that he gets a bit frustrated sometimes because it's tricky for him to write, so it'll be good if we can catch him up over the holidays.

Meanwhile, tiny man Felix is getting big and talking up a storm. He's so chatty, and loves hanging out with Henry, so I'm pretty sure that he'll love spending time with him on the holidays. He also owns some grown up man pyjamas and tiger slippers, they are adorable.



That'll be all for now! Join me in another 100 years for my next post!

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Firsts!

Whew, what a week! Henry started pre-primary this week, and he loves it! I was worried he'd be teary on the first day, but he was so happy to go. I think he really liked all the routines and rules and stuff, he's such a little nerd like me. They sent home a little form asking for info on family, pets, interests and stuff like that, and also goals for the year, and I think I mostly just want Henry to have fun, and try new things!




I also discovered that Felix will have to wait until 2018 to go to kindy. I definitely thought it was from the age of three, but apparently it's four. I think I got confused because Henry is four now, and in pre-primary, but he's one of the youngest kids in his class, and just turns five before the cutoff. Anyway, I'm going to try to find Felix a three year old kindy program to try next year, I think he'll really enjoy mingling with other kids.

His talking skills are progressing super fast at the moment - he's just started talking in sentences, and he's all of a sudden expressing himself about everything! It's great fun to listen to him, and it feels like I can reason with him, to an extent. When we drop Henry off at school, we pass a whole bunch of play equipment, and Felix goes nuts. I've noticed that he can get the hang of one thing happening after another, so I can explain to him that we're dropping off Henry, THEN we'll go to the playground, and THEN to the shops. He accepts it! He repeats it, and then goes along with whatever we need to get done - it is wonderful.

What else? This puppy guy is getting bigger and better every day:


She seems to have gotten the hang of toilet training now, (coincidentally?) just after Ross pulled up the carpet in the lounge room. It means we could block off the carpeted parts of the house, and she apparently doesn't have any desire to pee on floorboards (good dog!). We're finally getting into a puppy training course this week, but she's already pretty good at basics like sitting and staying. It'll be good for her to socialise with other dogs and people, regardless of whether she learns new things or not.

Anyway, have had this in drafts for ages, so it's time to post before I procrastinate for another whole weekend!

Monday, January 11, 2016

Dog Days - part 2!

May I introduce our new furry pal, Peridot? We pronounce it Peri-dot, but whatever you want is fine. Also acceptable: P-dot, Peri-dactyl, and Peri-peri-periscope.


We got her from Shenton Park Dog Refuge, and she's awesome! The shelter wasn't sure what breed the pups were, but they guessed probably Staffy x Rhodesian Ridgeback, which is precisely what we were after! She was the calmest and snuggliest of the puppies that I saw, and has continued to snuggle everyone in our house since she got here:



I seem to have repressed the memories of how time consuming and frustrating toilet training can be, but she's definitely making progress. I'm pretty excited about training her in general, I want her to be an awesome dog who is super fun and clever and well behaved.

The boys were pretty excited to meet her, although her puppy rambunctiousness was a bit much for Felix at first. He's better now, but the first couple of times she wanted to play, he'd wig out and cower and shriek 'Puppy eat on me! No puppy! Nooooooo!' It waaaaay funnier than it should have been. Anyway, she's getting much better at sitting when she wants the boys' attention instead of jumping on them, so I'm sure we'll all get used to each other soon enough.

EXCITEMENT!

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Dog days

So we are in the midst of trying to get a dog! We definitely want a rescue dog, but I'm finding the application process really demoralizing. I totally understand that they want their dogs to get the best possible home, but my oversensitive self just feels judged and inadequate from filling in forms.

Add to that the fact that I sent the first application over the holiday period, and the rescue in question runs on volunteers, not full time staff, so it's taking aaages to hear back. Trying to convince myself that it's because they're busy, not because they hate me and don't think I deserve to have a dog.

Anyway, hopefully one of these applications pays off, our yard is just screaming out for a dog to run around in it. It'll be so good for the boys, too, and I could definitely use the motivation to exercise. PUPPY COME HOME TO MEEEE!

Ahem. I did find some pups on gumtree that looked cool, but the seller turned out to be a pet shop, and a dodgy-looking one at that. We'd probably have an easier time getting a grown up dog from a shelter, but most of the ones I've seen state that they'd be okay with older children, but not littlies like ours. I'm sure it's mostly a legal thing, if they say a dog is good with kids, then they'd have to guarantee it, and no one can guarantee that, ever.


Anyway anyway anyway, my rant is over. We had a little dinner for Felix's birthday, and I made a vegan cake again - it was okay, but not as good as last year's. I think I used applesauce in that one, it made it super rich and moist, which was amazing! Felix had a good birthday, got lots of presents and got to play with Henry for most of the day, which is pretty much his favourite. Today he didn't want to go down for his nap, he kept repeating, 'No! Play Henry, Henry play! No!' Eventually I managed to find the right way to tell him that he could play AFTER his nap, which was an acceptable compromise.

Henry had a swimming lesson yesterday with his new teacher, and had a bit of a meltdown because there was stuff that he couldn't do perfectly on the first try. Is this kid my son, or what? Poor dude, he puts so much pressure on himself, and I can't figure out how to make him believe that he doesn't have to be perfect all the time. I mean, I lived it, but I can't remember how I finally let go of that perfectionist streak... Anyone with ideas, please chime in!

And because I know better than to try to make a post without a photo, here's us, right now!
Handsome crew, 2016

Monday, January 4, 2016

Time, and how it flies and stuff!

This little guy turns two tomorrow!

 

This means that he is officially a toddler, and I should definitely try to stop calling him my tiny baby, but I don't think I will.  I still feel like he's so little, and then I see an actual little baby and go 'oh yeah, that's right.' Never mind, I think he'll be the littlest one forever. Sorry bub!




Throwback to his last birthday, and I'm pretty sure it was snowing outside. We'll have a different kind of party this year, I think. We were going to have a massive barbecue and invite everyone, but due to circumstances, we've postponed it for the time being, and who knows if we'll get around to celebrating properly. One thing that has not changed since his last birthday - poor little second baby.


Felix is a total sweetheart, he's talking and playing and making aeroplane noises as I type. He's also a mischief maker, and he's started to get really cheeky lately, too. And we've seen the first couple of two year old tantrums already, complete with screaming meltdowns, but I think we're better equipped to handle them this time around. This is good, because Felix seems a lot more headstrong and decisive than Henry was at his age.



He is a fearless adventurer who would follow his brother to the ends of the earth. They hug, and giggle, and chase each other around the house for hours on end. I'm so proud of both of them, how they've adjusted to the big move, how they look out for each other and forgive each other when things go a bit haywire.


Aaand we love him. Happy birthday, babiest baby!

  

Friday, January 1, 2016

Happy New Year!

Aaaand I'm back! Well, back-ish, we'll see if this is a one off or if I'm going to keep doing this blog thing again.

So, what's new?

We moved to Australia! Managed to get all our stuff over and through quarantine, lived with my parents for about six months (for which we are eternally grateful), got jobs and saved money and gradually adjusted to the temperature difference.

We bought a house! It was a long and annoying ordeal, and had I been blogging at the time, you would have heard all of my many whingey rants over the last few months. It was all a hassle, but it ended with us a) getting a great house that we love, for b) less than we originally offered, and c) we got to move in on the 8th of December.


I don't seem to have many photos, but I'll take them, I promise! Our top priority for finding a house was a big garden, and this one is perfect. There's a pretty big space of cultivated garden, plus some rambly bushy bits, and plenty of outdoor entertaining areas. Plus we get amazing sunsets, and we keep discovering fruit trees!

The boys are loving the new place, they've adapted so well to being here. They mostly wander around barefoot, and they love exploring outside. I'm gradually adjusting to the amount of bugs, and am desperately trying to not freak out (visibly) when they're around; I don't want the boys to be terrified of nature, but I have been startled more than once by a creepy crawly.

We just had an Aussie Christmas for the first time since 2007! It was fantastic, we spent the 24th with my family, then hosted a brunch at our house for Ross' immediate family, then went to the big Italian do at Ross' Nonna's house.








The boys got totally spoilt, but had an awesome time. Henry stayed so polite throughout all of Christmas, it was astounding. Felix had a massive meltdown on Christmas Eve, because Henry got an octonauts toy and he wanted it. It doesn't sound like that big a deal, but there was definitely some wild screeching at the top of his lungs, and he absolutely could not be consoled. Henry, being the peacemaker that he is, shared his toy with Felix, and Vicki gave Felix one of her presents early, but he was basically overwhelmed and lost the plot. It shall henceforth be known as 'The Barnacle Debacle'.


Aaaand, that's all the most recent stuff, anyway. Our next steps are 1) getting a dog, and 2) trying not to kill the garden. Oh yeah, maybe I'll add 3) remembering to update my blog every now and again. Wish me luck!

Friday, June 5, 2015

PERF!

Both as in Perth, and as in perfect, because I'm so glad to finally be here again! PERF!

The trip over was long, as always, but both of the boys were amazingly well behaved. Henry especially was really patient and chilled out; poor Felix didn't always understand why I wouldn't let him run around at any given moment. He'd alternate between wriggling and crying, and then looking at me earnestly and saying 'duck' (stuck, for all you non-baby speakers out there.) It took him a while to understand that being stuck was the whole point of the exercise.

Anyway, we're now in Roley trying to figure out jet lag, plus Felix has a bit of a cough and his eczema is going nuts. But apart from that, we are awesome and in Australia, woo!