Our Family

Our Family

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

All of about 2 minutes...

Okay, so Dad and Mum VDH you've got all of about 2 minutes to get to our place if you want to see it looking like this (but I took some photos just so you could savor the moment and see that it does look like this sometimes)...

bedrooms tidied...

bathroom sparkling...


Cupboards straightened (to my degree of straightness...This is Ashlyn's cupboard and you should have seen it before I started :) )...


Junk removed...

windows able to be looked through to view the gardens that are in tip-top shape (but then, they always are - thanks to your son!)


playroom organisedish (I know, I know it's not a word, but it fits the situation)...


kitchen cupboards able to be opened without everything falling out...


I said you've got 2 minutes, because before I can blink (and I can blink pretty fast) things begin to change.  There's this cute little man in our household (who I know you are just going to love even more when you come to see him again)...



...and he's just so cheeky...  He loves emptying the cupboards (I stopped him just as he was getting started this time...or I would have had to start tidying all over again) trying desperately to restore them to their former open-the-door-and-everything-falls-out glory...


He's always wondering what kind of mischief he can get up to next...




...like throwing all his snacks out on to the floor and then laying next to them to enjoy eating them...



...before loudly declaring (with gestures and voice): "all gone" when noticing that the aforementioned snacks are no longer in his bowl...kind of happens when you tip them on the floor...



Yes.  Andrew's parents hope to make their way here on Saturday (leaving their home on Friday, already).  So what do you do when your in-laws are coming?  Clean, tidy up, rearrange...  It's not that they really care... I think... Anyway, they never make me feel like I need to tidy and clean for them.  It's just that there's this inbuilt mechanism (in me, anyway) that wants to have things in tip-top shape when visitors come...  

And I do like things tidy and orderly and an upcoming visit is a good motivator for me to get things moving in that direction.  So thanks for heading our way Dad and Mum, not just so that we can enjoy your (excellent) company, but also for the cleaning motivation it gives to me...  

Thursday, May 16, 2013

A blog moment...a blog moment!!

Well I've spent all day (whilst doing housework) procrastinating another blog post, knowing full well that I have failed yet again to keep up the blog posting momentum.  I will yet post the results of that procrastination  when I am all procrastinated uout, but in the interim my dear son decided to present me with a too-good-not-to-post moment.  So if you can excuse the poor mothering on my part which it exposes please have a giggle on my account (or Lucas' account, depending on which was you look at it :) )

What do you do when you're one, and you are sent to bed before eating the lovingly-prepared-for-you lunch, because you are just dillydallying and not eating?  You wake up with a hungry tummy, and since your mummy is pre-occupied with work (yes, work!) on the computer that she just wants to quickly get done, you decide to investigate where the aforementioned lunch could be.  Surely Mummy nicely wrapped it up for me and left it on the counter!  NO?  She what?  She put it in there?

   

...no problem.  Still looks good to me!

                             


                             

    

...not bad at all.  Bin's pretty airtight after all...  Actually kind of so moist and soft and squishy that I can stuff my mouth pretty full...


    

Yes, I found him chewing his lunch and, knowing that I had disposed of it in the bin, went to investigate.  And, for your information, I did stop him doing so after the above photo shoot (figured a few more bin germs would only build his immunity) and fed him a banana immediately to curb those hunger pangs.

  

Mental note to self:  Wrap the unfinished lunch next time.  He may want it when he wakes up.  Of course, naturally, next time he won't... but then at least I should feed it to the dog!