Dealer baby

So on my birthday yesterday the angel greeted me cheerfully at 3.50am with a flat refusal to go back to sleep... I believe she did try... She dutifully lay in bed, tossing and turning and groaning and screwing up her pillow for quite some time...but wailed inconsolably when it didn't work. At 5am we gave up and got up to make mummy a "cutter tea"...
Mummy gratefully returned bed for a few more moments of shut eye when grandma made her appearance, and I was much more cheerful when awoken the second time by the angel bearing gifts. Our barren vine had borne one little fruit offering and the angel had practiced saying "passionfruit" all the way from the garden, only to present me gleefully with the round precious gift of "here mummy, a sack-a-crack!"
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Global Reading...

So I'm very excited.  I have just been shown how to check the statistics about who is looking at my blog.... and I have discovered that I have people in strange and unexpected places reading my wee little offerings.   Latvia?? Really? South Korea? Seriously? I am stupidly excited about this! So do me a favour dear readers....if you know someone in a really remote interesting place... send them the a link to my blog!  So what if they don't speak english or are doing a meditation retreat in an isolated cave... make my day with statistics!  (now there is a line you don't hear every day...with good reason!) This week my "views" stats are : Australia 43

United States 37

United Kingdom 8

Pakistan 6

South Korea 4

Japan 2

Latvia 2

Poland 2

Russia 2

Sweden 1

Good helping!

The angel is very much a typical girl in that her language and fine motor skills developed much faster than her gross motor skills... She can talk beautifully, draw well, knows almost all of the alphabet, but bless her, she can't drive to save herself... The boy next door (bnd) is 3 weeks younger than her, and very much a boy... He runs, jumps, climbs and powers around on his bike.
Today the angel wanted a turn on the "motorbike" (she loves cars, motorbikes, trucks and airplanes at the moment!). She barely made it move though, she was eating snail's dust really... Bnd kindly decided to teach her and they spent a merry while with him showing her how to steer, how to go fast, and how to do a u-turn... while the mummies coo-ed in glee!
I suspect they will be the terrible two by their birthdays!

The artist budding...

Today the angel and I talked to a kookaburra on our fence... Once we had sung to it for a while I put her down in front of her chalk board and, in an off hand way, suggested she draw a kookaburra... While I went to make breaky. Some time later I wandered past the board and was stunned to see this... Blow me down if it ain't a kookaburra! I reckon that's a pretty good go of it!