It has been a very big birthday week this week, with lots of family time. It was Dida's (Geoff's) 70th birthday this week, so Georgia had a big family weekend in Bowral to celebrate. The kids were so excited to go for a weekend away, and they loved it. They were also amazingly good, and we had no real dramas, and lots of fun. Carmie got to practise riding her bike, and Arley got riding the scooter down, which he was really chuffed about. The kids' Uncle Sting came down from Sydney, along with his girlfriend Jess, and the kids' Uncle Jay came all the way from China for a visit. We didn't get out into the town of Bowral at all, so next time we will have to stay longer. Arley saw a park on the way that he is desperate to go to. On the way home, Arley decided to play "Spotto a red car!". Every time he sees a red car, he yells it out. The problem was, we were driving behind Mum and Geoff in their red car, and the way home from Bowral is a very very winding road. After every turn, Arley shouted, "Spotto a red car!". He must have yelled it 70 times. We were going crazy!!
We went to another family birthday dinner at the farm for Dida's actual birthday, and we had a lovely dinner. And then yesterday we went back to the farm to have another birthday dinner for me (three days early), so that I could celebrate with Jay before he goes back to China. It was a delicious meal, and all went well until we wanted the kids to get a photo with their Uncle Jay. Carmie was SO naughty, saying she was too shy, and whimpering etc etc. I got pretty cross. However, we did go over there this morning and we got a few snaps before we had to say goodbye. She was very sorry for her naughtiness, and made Jay a card. Carmie rarely misbehaves, so I think even she was taken aback.
Arley though is another story. Since we got back from Bowral, he has been a terror again. He is really good at school (which I can't complain about!), but at home, ugh. He is actually controlling all of us with his behaviour, so I've got to try new tactics. I have something up my sleeve, so we will see if things change. Either way, he won't be three forever!
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