It has been a good week, with a very busy weekend. We took the kids and their Nema & Grandpa Clark to these caves at Burrill Lake where the indigenous people used to take shelter. The caves are pretty cool, located in this clearing inside a little forrest area that is right in the middle of a little neighbourhood. The kids were very excited to see an owl blinking at them from a ledge in the cave. We had a picnic in the clearing, while our dog Bella ran around like a wild animal. After that we took the kids for a play at King's Point park and we sat down by the lake for a rest and some family photos.
We took the kids up to Huskisson on Sunday, to the Maritime Museum, as I have a painting in a gallery show up there. They loved the old ferry inside the museum, loved the craft table, but didn't seem too impressed by my painting at all! Afterwards, we took them to this lovely park by the water and then out to a (slightly stressful) dinner at the Husky Pub. We were sure that Arley would sleep in the car on the way home, but he just fussed and sang Father Finger at the top of his lungs, making the trip home hell. He did fall asleep about 3 minutes from home though :(
I also took the kids to our friend Mark's house, to pick tangelos and lemons off his fruit trees. Carmie was a little madame and ordered Mark around to reach the best fruit, and Arley refused to smile for any photos and pretended to be grumpy even though he wasn't. He has been pretty good this week, except for at school. Apparently whenever they ask him if he needs to go to the toilet, he throws himself down on the floor kicking and screaming, refusing to go, and when they do finally convince him to go, he will sit there and do a five minute wee and look very relieved. The only really naughty thing he has been doing at home is taking all of his toys off his bed (about 20 of them), and piling them up on the floor in a mountain after lights out. When I told him the toys would be taken away if they didn't stay on the bed, he told me I could give them to Gemma, our neighbour! I did take them away for three days, until he found the two garbage bags of toys in the laundry and asked for them back on his bed. But guess where they are right now as I am writing this. They are in a mountain on his floor.
Carmie is very excitable these days, and quite the drama queen. She is a funny thing. This morning she was telling me that she wants to start dance classes with her friend Vanessa. I said, "OK, yes, Vanessa does ballet and jazz on Tuesday afternoons. Should I find out where?" and Carmie said, "No Mum, Vanessa does pole dancing." I have no idea where she got that from, but I am fairly certain her four year old friend isn't a pole dancer!
At the caves
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