International Children's Day

Today for a lark we decided to take K to the Stardome as they were running some shows for preschool children. OMG. He LOVED it. He ran here and there and all around but his favourite bit - preshow - was pressing the buttons on the planet to shift it from Jupiter to Earth etc. He has pleaded with us on a daily basis to revisit the stardome haha. K also decided that Bandit deserved a present and hustled his father into a pet store so that he could buy Bandit a rat. It has been many a moon since Bandit received a new rat and he was thrilled. The house was filled with the unmistakable kerthump of a stuffed rat bouncing off the walls and the pitter patter of Siamese paws.

After a brief spurt of rain I decided that the boys need to be in the same room. I dragged most of Chris's stuff out of the LARGE computer room, and installed Kieran's toddler bed. It has been a week and once the desk is moved out and the cot is moved in we should be golden. Of course, K is now asking for a Big Boy Bed. Sigh..... now the hunt for a nice single bed and the saving for that purchase will commence.

The weeks seem to race on by filled with playcentre and kindy and coffeegroups. We managed to make it to Emma's the other day where the boys did their best to impress - and succeeded. We had a lovely afternoon at Cornwallis beach on Saturday. We had planned to go in the morning but our plans were deferred due to the Tsunami. It was a glorious sunny day, the sea was like warm bathwater and C got to have a sit in the ocean. K leaped, dug and cavorted and wept when we left the beach. I also made some pink and green egg pasta from some spinach and beetroot languishing in the fridge. It was really really nice! I topped it with Nigel Slater's pasta sauce. I bodged up a delicious pork pie for dinner tonight and did a rhubarb and raspberry pie too. Our foodbox arrived and K and C were in transports of delight. K danced for joy as each piece of fruit or vegetable was withdrawn and named. C shuffled about the box sticking his hands through the holes. Sadly I have the playcentre meeting tomorrow which means a late night. We have had a nightmarish couple of nights due to C cutting his second tooth. Not content with destroying our nights he has developed teething poos - something K never did.... and god, they're awful! C will be christened on Easter sunday at the ripe age of 11 months. Go Cameron! He is a real sweetie who is really trying to talk - already!!! I have been reading Playful Parenting and trying to apply it it my boys. My main wish is that we owned a trampoline - to burn off some of K's excess energy.