I guess everyone thinks their grandchildren are beautiful.
The Little Man is beautiful in every way ~ bar one. He is not enamored of sleep. In fact, this is why I am usually called in to help ~ so everyone else can sleep!
However last week was different. T1 was working. Dilly wanted to go on a bush walk with the Young Adults. Me, I'd've shoved the kid in a sling & walked with him but that is not how my Dilly thinks so I was asked to pull an all~dayer... on my own. Everyone else was out.
Do you know how long it has been since I have been solely responsible for a very young child? Twenty~two years! Yep. That's how old ODD will be come August. Yikes!
I was the only one who seemed remotely concerned about it. T1 blithely proclaims I've raised 5 [3 under 2 @ one stage] ~ what's a lone singleton to a pro like me?
So by 9am The Little Man & I were in sole possession of the house & I was mentally calculating [as you do] the likely number of hours we had to fill in before a parent would reappear & reclaim their protegee because the Little Man is in the process of cutting out one of his day naps...
I have got very sneaky. If the Little Man suspects he is being abandoned to his Móraí's tender mercies he screams blue murder so I made sure we were out of the house when his mother departed it. We took the mop [aka the Teddy~dog] & by the time we got back everyone was happy to sit quietly for a bit.
When the grizzles started I decided we would walk the other way because there is a little park beside the creek. Any time we've walked past, the park has been quietly abandoned, the swings hanging still, the slides empty, the climbing frame solitary upon the sand, chooks parading in stately splendour across the grass but Saturday morning there were @ least 2 other children with their grans. I had already checked so I knew there was a baby swing ~ which promptly put the lad to sleep & not what I wanted @ all just then. Instead we went up the slide & I popped the lad in my lap for the ride down. Not the quiet playing on the grass he is used to @ home.
We detoured on the way home as I keep seeing these environmental spaces but hampered by the stroller & a dog had kept passing them by. This time I didn't. We humped & bumped over the thick tussocky grass behind the high fences ~ & very dull it was! There were no little paths to wander along just this awful spindly malalooka swamp & a heap of dumped rubbish!
I left him in the stroller & we got 2 solid hours when he slept & slept & slept. Later on we just enjoyed outside @ the front of his house until Teddy decided to be really wicked & went visiting the neighbours! He is NOT an obedient dog.
I think we had a succesful day. No real crying. Lots of outdoor time. And he was in a good mood when his mother arrived home.
Saturday, 10 June 2017
If we head down the highway we come across a large gate before too long. There is no padlock, just a council sign saying it is parkland though very odd it is. On one side there is a long row of big fenced yards, then a dirt *road* [wider than a path but obviously not used for vehicles] then a strip of scrub & then the highway.
They are all cherubs when asleep.
here. I think they are so pretty though how much colour we will actually get remains to be seen.
Tonight we are tucked up cosily, the fire ablaze, rain pattering on our tin roof, the cats snuggled close. All is well with our little world.
Monday, 5 June 2017
Consequentially last winter we finally put in the fireplace we had always wanted but could never afford & it was sooooo lovely! Toasty warm! Bliss.
The drawback, of course [there is always a drawback] is that fires need fuel. We have a wood fire because wood we have in plentiful supply. It falls out of our trees all year log, washes up along the beach & our big storms bring down whole trees. All we have to do is cut it up & lug it along to the house. This is easier said than done.
Quite often we do a scrub bash somewhere we can pull up the car but our next~door~neighbours have a lot of fallen timber along their foreshore they want removed so the MOTH has been gradually cutting it up & we lug it up our rather steep hill piecemeal.
This is what I went to do yesterday afternoon before the cold set in so that when I actually got around to lighting the fire I had plenty of wood. Ha!
Unhappily both cats were on hand to help! Kirby peered around the corner of the house as I passed & followed as far as the first post where he sat & yowled! Gotta love that yowling.
Sunday, 4 June 2017
It has not been a good week. The world has gone mad in so many ways. I can only watch in disbelief at what it is spewing forth ~ & as the MOTH likes to point out, it hasn't even really begun yet.
Just the same the world continues to toddle along & us with it because we are to continue doing His work until He collects us to take us home. For us that means working on our house so that it can be used for His glory. I spent last week oiling our timber benchtops ~ a stinky, sticky job but one that would save the lad heaps of time so he could focus on the things we can't do ~ like actually lifting the things into place & gluing them down, drill all the necessary holes & reconnect our water...
He still has the breakfast bar to go & some fiddly work on the tower then it is just easy stuff like the handles & trim. I have been told I can start moving things back into my kitchen ~ so another cull I expect. No point in keeping anything I don't actually use.
I mentioned this front garden that the Little Man & I pass regularly on our walks some time back so I took a picture so I could show you. Most of the gardens look like the one below. Seriously. Given I actually believe lawn should be banned in this country [we are water deprived & grass is a heavy water user] they do not impress me in the least so this nautical theme at least has that in its favour ~ but what were they thinking?
And in case you're wondering, no, we do not have grass anywhere. The pavement is our council's doing [we don't own the nature strip] & I have been trying hard to kill it off, if only because it wants to invade our garden beds. Horrible stuff!
Despite the fact that winter has officially arrived according to the calendar our weather continues mild for the time of year & after a fortnight's downpour all the bromiliads decided to flower. Even the MOTH was charmed. We have a haze of mauve under our palms. So very pretty.