And Me!

Of course you! Yes, Laura has her own accomplishments and adventures. She has started going to a Playgroup four mornings a week on her own, without Mum. She is being brave, because she doesn't like it when Mum leaves but she does like all the toys and games and painting and the leaders. And also, after nearly ten years, we now have no one in nappies!!! Well done, Laura. She has also started her first dance class on Saturday mornings. Busy busy.

My Smart Face and My Silly Face

I realize these blog posts have been unfairly focused on Claire lately, but look! she has started school!

Claire's thoughts on the garden

I like the plants. We have a blue chair in our garden. I like the flowers on the wall in the baskets. Sometimes we cut the sweet peas and put them in a vase in the kitchen. They smell floweryish and they feel kind of smudgy. My Opa painted the chair. We have got a wall and sometimes cats jump on it. We have got raspberries and strawberries in our garden.

Snackin in a basket

This is where she does her best thinking.
So she can stump me with questions like:
"Mum, why do people have backs?"
and,
"Mum, how come, in movies, you never see people clipping their nails?"

Counter-espionage

You have seen the notes I found in the car a few months ago. Well, the spies have not given up nor gone away. They have moved underground. Or understairs. I found these crumpled up notes this morning when I was putting the hoover away. I will present them in the order I found them.

Horse rider is awake helping in the bakery

Maid is missing
Spy's find her
She was found in the bakery

Dad-Master
Mum-Maid
Claire-Horse rider
Laura-Princess

Princess playing with the kissing bunny's

Master go to the shop. Spy's go with him

The Friday Gentlemen's Club

Normally when Heather says, "Can we paint each other's faces?" it is all pink and butterflies. But this time was different.
This is the last week of the summer holidays, back to school next Tuesday. They have swimming lessons this week, a couple of playdates, but not too busy. Last week we were house-sitting for some friends in the countryside, which was mostly very nice and relaxing, but I always have lessons to learn and last week's lesson was...don't think that a field, treehouse and a house full of toys and books means you can sit back and read peacefully all day. Boredom and fighting is inevitable. It is actually difficult for four children to make their own peaceful happy fun and entertainment for 14 hours a day. It sounds stupid and naive as I type it out, but I really thought that was possible.

Weeding.......the LAWN

How did this happen? I have previously confessed my love of weeding but the last couple of days I have found myself pulling creeping little plants out of the grass. My defensive arguments are that it is such a tiny patch of grass that it is do-able, and that if you are going to have such a tiny patch, it might as well be soft and grassy, and that I need to be sitting out in the sun on the grass anyway, prepared to break up any fights and arguments that the girls get into while playing "Native Tribes". Another confession: I had to tell my children, in the 21st century, not to play "Red Indians". Claire wanted to be the dog, but Ailsa explained they didn't have dogs in those days. So she got to be a horse. Later, the little native girls were moving apart from each other and promised to keep in touch by Skype.

Here are a few pics of our time in NS. There are very few and none of PEI, as I had mentally appointed Charlotte as Official Get-Together Photographer. Now I need to get some of those officials photographs off of her.

Also, I love WestJet. When the plane lands, the head flight attendant stands at the front and says, "Ok, get off".