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Usurper is turning into a funny little bugger. Not only when she finds something amusing laugh uproariously, but when she stops she lets out a sigh and deadpans “Funny” before starting to giggle again. Not only is she doing that but she has also invented her own little game. Every now and again she will [...]
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Well we have survived our first Physical Culture (the full name) contest with not a tear to be seen! Hell not only did Little Miss not cry, her bottom lip did not quiver, nor did she chew them raw. In fact she even managed a big grin once or twice.
Our shyest of the shy managed [...]
The baby of the family Usurper has declared that sleep is for losers and she is having none of it. Her current routine involves going to sleep around 10:30pm if we are lucky, after midnight on a bad night. Waking for a feed in the early morning and then going back to sleep for a [...]
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I had to kill a spider last night in our lounge room. This is not a big deal and is part and parcel of being an Aussie - we have a lot of spiders in this country and therefore we have to kill a lot of spiders. What was disturbing though was the reaction of [...]
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Well we appear to have survived Christmas largely unscathed this year - go our team.
Sure it was the usual mess of stress and tension in which no one is ever truly relaxed or actually enjoys the day - but there were no fights or near fatal stabbings at Christmas lunch so that is something to [...]
Well we appear to have survived Christmas largely unscathed this year - go our team.
Sure it was the usual mess of stress and tension in which no one is ever truly relaxed or actually enjoys the day - but there were no fights or near fatal stabbings at Christmas lunch so that is something to be grateful for.
But rather than bore every one (including myself) by entering an incredibly large post I will just try and stick to the high or low lights, depending on your point of view.
- Stayed up until 1:30 am on Christmas Eve eve (if such a thing exists), wrapping presents, badly I might add, and putting together a Gingerbread Train for Wife and Little Miss to decorate during the day while I was at work. I should point out that ours didn’t quite turn out the same as the one in the picture.
- Receiving a series of emails at work on Christmas Eve inquiring as to what time I would be leaving to arrive home. This was apparently brought about by Little Miss deciding that being naughty was more fun than being good - according to Wife the conversation of the day went something like this:
- Wife: So Little Miss, are you going to be a good girl or a naughty girl today?
Little Miss:
I’m going to be a naughty girl.Wife: Why?
Little Miss: Because I enjoy it
Wife: [Walks away so that she
can't be seen laughing] - This was closely followed by this next exchange:
- Conversation with Little Miss Part II:
Wife (expecting the standard apology
after carrying out a ‘time out’ for bad behaviour): What do you say to
Mummy?Little Miss: I say NO Mummy, NO…(glaring at me)….bloody hell!
At this stage two things should be pointed out:
1. Wife and the toddler Little Miss have very similar temperaments and get the exact same look on their faces when they are in the midst of one of their Mexican standoffs. They even have the exact same turn of phrase (and cuss words apparently).
2. I blatantly stole the above conversational exchanges from Wife’s own blog - which can be found here and although updated less frequently than this one at the moment is far better written than my efforts.
After that blatant plug for Wife’s blog I am hoping for forgiveness for staying up late tonight to watch the cricket replay 
More highlights now
- Hearing the baby Usurper laugh for the first time watching the toddler Little Miss play the drums using two juggling balls, and watching Little Miss really hamming it up for her.
- Watching Little Miss opening her presents, and as with all toddlers the real pleasure for her was in tearing off the wrapping paper and making a big mess with it.
- I spent most of my day and night putting together various toys for both the kids that came from Santa, parents, grandparents and aunts and uncles. Much to my chagrin they all seemed to require assembly and batteries to make them work. I am now quite proficient with a phillips head screwdriver - a skill that is sure to come in handy over the years
- Last, but by no means least was the fact that Little Miss went all of boxing day without a nappy and had not a single accident. Sure she went almost 7 hours before she actually caved in and used the potty - and even then it involved a little bit of psychology and the promise of chocolates before she used it. But the joy on her face and in her voice when she succeeded was far greater than any present brought her. Now we just have to hope that this is the breakthrough with toilet training that we have been hoping for.
So that was Christmas around here, not overly exciting I will grant you, but I enjoyed it, and with another 11 days before I have to go back to work I am sure there is more fun and games to be had.
Wow that was a longish post after all - I wonder if anyone bothered to read it all?
