Hi there! It’s Mister C and Me…

Hello… Firstly, Me and Mister C wish to send our warm thoughts out to all the families and communities, who have been affected by the flooding rains over the past few days (especially my sister and her family in North Sydney and dear friends down the South Coast too). Seeing all the recent rainfall on our property and also seeing the footage on social media channels, it’s frightening and disappointing to watch the same riverbanks and dams overflowing again. I tipped out our rainwater gauge, that is stuck to the side of our chook shed enclosure this morning; we had nearly forty-five mls of the heavenly stuff (maybe not so much now?), let alone the mentioned three-hundred and fifty mls that has poured down, as heard through certain media broadcast radio channels (so much!) in the south-eastern areas of our land. It brings back bad memories for us (don’t think it will ever leave us,) with the horrendous flood we had back in early January (never again). I really hope something gets done with the ongoing issues from the rivers and old infrastructure, that seems to be reoccurring in these low-lying town areas; we can only hope for better times to come along. Our thoughts are with you all during these (again) tough times. Stay safe and warm everyone.

Due to the school holidays and limited time (as previously mentioned), this week’s blog will be the shortened version with a few more words from Mister C. So, without any more words- enjoy; a giggle might take your mind off things for a while…

Dad was getting ready for his work-from-home day and he was also helping Mister C get ready for his home-school (last year). Dad picked some clothes up in Mister C’s room and called out, “Mister C, are you ready for home-school, a cut in half watermelon, a turkey, four pairs of glasses and three plastic stars for home-school today?!” Mister C was in the bathroom and popped his head out of the doorway looking puzzled, “What? Oh, Dad; I’m not ready at all. I don’t need a turkey or glasses like you, I have perfect twenty-twenty x-ray vision and I can see through your body, and can see you’ve eaten too much watermelon for breakfast again!” Their hearty laughter could be heard all the way downstairs…

Mister C was getting ready for another ‘Zoom’ home-school class (last year) with his wonderful teacher, in the mid-morning. “Hi, boys and girls!” Mister C’s teacher called over the screen. “It was my birthday over the weekend, I turned forty!” All the kids including Mister C unmuted their screens and began clapping. Mister C put his hand up (pressed the raised hand on the screen) and was then able to speak, “Oh, hi. Wow! Happy birthday! My Dad is eight years older than you; he looks way older than you too, he’s a salty codger, you know!” All the kids began laughing, including Mister C’s birthday teacher. “Thanks for sharing, Mister C (Carter)” the teacher beamed, “I don’t feel forty either!” All the kids clapped again and continued with their fun ‘Zoom’ session.

Dad was in the kitchen making his morning coffee and called out, “When is the tiler coming to start the job in the laundry, love?” I walked back into the kitchen “Oh, I think before midday, hon,” I replied, smiling. “Oh, that’s okay, I will be downstairs minding all of our precious stuff. I can protect it all!” I then sighed and shook my head, as Mister C jumped into the kitchen area. “Hi, is all our good stuff downstairs, Dad?” Mister C said, looking puzzled. Dad looked up, “Oh, yes, my son; all of our precious jewels and stuff.” Mister C grinned and replied, “Oh, what about me? I’m precious and I ‘m both upstairs and downstairs! So, when I’m downstairs I’m precious, but when I’m back upstairs, I’m not?” All laughed…

Dad and Mister C went to ACT to go to the new big ‘Lego’ store in the city, for Mister C’s upcoming birthday. After purchasing the ‘Lego’ box Mister C wanted, Dad was given some coin change by the cashier and tucked the coins in his jeans pocket. They walked out the store and down the escalator outside, where they walked past a busker playing the guitar. Mister C stopped to watch the man playing his groovy music, Mister C turned to Dad and asked for some change to put in the busker’s guitar case, that was sitting open next to the busker. Dad reached into his pocket and pulled out the change from earlier, Mister C took the coins and put them into the guitar case. He wriggled to the music and said, “I love this music, Dad,” and continued to wriggle his body around, “I wish I could play like that!” He then giggled and waved to the busker; the busker had a big grin on his face, quite pleased someone was dancing to his tunes…

Dad and Mister C came home from their night away at Granny’s in ACT for Mister C’s birthday. Giving Mister C big hugs at the door, I said, “Happy big birthday, my son! How was your night away?” Mister C grinned and replied, “Oh, hi, Mummy. It was so great, apart from Dad’s very loud snoring like a dinosaur through the night! I loved the bubbly spa bath and you would have been so impressed with how many tacos I ate last night too; Granny is a good cook like Dad too.” All laughed.

“Hey, Mummy?” Mister C said giggling, as he ran up the stairs. “I have mystical guns!” Mister C then proclaimed, as he produced two plastic ‘Nerf’ guns from out of his back area. The two guns had been completely covered and decorated in gold plastic tape, Dad had bought Mister C earlier that week. “Wow!” I replied, smiling. “Why are those guns mystical, my son?” As I walked back into the kitchen area. “Oh, I learnt the ‘crabby-patty’ formula from ‘Sponge Bob-Square Pants’; I am highly imaginative like ‘Sponge Bob’ you know, Mummy. I love my new gold tape that Dad bought me, I can even decorate anything with it, everywhere around the house!” I smiled and sighed, “I can imagine you would, my son- just like ‘Sponge-Bob’!” Both giggled…

A Word from Mister C…

Sitting at the dining table, Dad served everyone yummy home-made burgers and chips “Wow, Dad!” Mister C exclaimed, “This tea looks like restaurant food; Dad, you must be a good cook after all!” Dad smiled and replied, “Oh, thanks, my son. I do love to cook!” Mister C grinned back and replied, “Well, I do love to eat it!” Both giggled. Flossy then looked up and said, “No you don’t, Mister C! You complain often and only eat chicken nuggets and potato gems!” Mister C frowned then replied, “Oh, yeah, but, No! I do eat a few other things now, like Dad’s restaurant burgers!” All laughed… 🍔

Stay tuned…

Our special book reading event at the Queanbeyan Library is coming up early next month. Mister C and I are really looking forward to spending some time with local children and families. Mister C asked if he was able to come along, but didn’t think he could, as school was due that same day. I said to Mister C he could have the day off school and come along (his teacher understands, thankfully), the children would be wanting to meet the main character of the books. Mister C grinned and said “Yay, no school for me that day!” Exciting news, I have just commenced writing our sixth book, the story is at times keeping me awake at night, so it’s time to get those ideas out of my head and down on paper… Stay safe and warm everyone. Hugs Mister C… 😏