Hiya! its Me and Mister C…

Hello… I start this blog with a heavy heart; sadly, we lost my wonderful Brother in law’s dear Dad earlier in the week (may he rest in peace and big hugs to our dear C, J, Z, D & G). Our thoughts and wishes are with them and the wider family, during this difficult time. Life is very precious and we need to appreciate every day, no matter how tired or a little stressed we are right now (particularly with no toilet paper in town!).

We also lost one of our chook girls, our youngest girl, sweet ‘Lolly’ the same day. She laid our delicious green eggs, and it was a novelty to find them and compare each one to the other girls’ white and brown eggs. Flossy was upset, as she was the one who unfortunately found our girl (sorry dear one); Widy was shocked and asked, “Why did ‘Lolly’ die Mum?” I wasn’t entirely sure why our girl passed away, sometimes it’s a bit of a mystery; a possible cause is ‘egg -bound’, as Lolly hadn’t laid an egg for over a couple of weeks (not uncommon if malting). Mister C went quiet, became grumpy and then sad. An hour later he softly said, “Mummy, do you want to know the three things I loved about ‘Lolly’? The first was her fluffy feathers were so soft; the second, was her nice eggs were SO green; the third, was her cute long tail feathers and chirp sound. I think we’ll have to get another chook that lays more green eggs; we only have nine girls now.”…

‘Lolly’ youngest chook girl (RIP).

Okay, moving on- back to 2015… I managed to get through my four-week long placement (phew!) and passed well (thanks good Husband- couldn’t have done it without you!). We all took a couple of weeks to recover from the busy previous weeks; spending time together while the weather remained sunny, riding our bikes (Mister C on the back of my bike in his trusty seat) and having picnics around the beautiful parks and areas of our town (so glad to be there!). Mister C his usual busy self, running amok and (unfortunately) had several tumbles around the place. Husband recalls, “Just had phone call from Wife, frazzled as Mister C poured water all over our bed this am. He then banged his head outside on paved area after falling over. She sat with him for half an hour, with a bag of frozen peas on the big bump on his head; he then bit through bag of peas and they flew out all over the floor everywhere. Poor Wife had to spend another half hour cleaning them up, while trying to stop Mister C from squishing them and shoving them into his mouth, such madness!”

We ended up speaking to our bank manager re the rental property, and were able to refinance a small sum (thank goodness!) to assist with repairs at the rental property (very expensive to deal with really); while put away some savings for the remainder of my last seven week (ouch!) placement in November and last semester of Uni (yay!). We attended our first wonderful fireworks event at our local school (is held every year) early May, the weather was kind, and overall was a great night. It was super to see such a lovely display of fireworks in the area (thank-you all!), having come from a place where it is mostly banned (a breath of fresh air really!). There was no rain that year too, which is always a bonus; however, Husband did recall, “Ha! It was funny with us scrounging the girls’ money boxes, using all the five and ten cent pieces to help go to the fireworks!” I recall we had to pay for items towards Flossy’s birthday party the day before, not leaving much in the account till payday. It was tight with me only working a few casual shifts after my placement (what we didn’t have financially, was made up with love currency?!). We had a fun night overall anyway, meeting new people at the school, the girls had heaps of fun; Mister C let his hair down getting into everything (thank goodness for prams!) …

Easter came and went, celebrating together with a happy chocolate ‘egg-hunt’; we also visited the local church (for good community spirit), where Mister C was christened back in 2013 (a sweet place- thanks for having us). I do recall Mister C running up and down the church isle for most of the service. Good Husband took him outside to run around and have a play; everyone in the service were very patient and kind (thank-you!). Husband did recall, “Jeez, in the last few days, I have clearly heard Mister C say ‘Oh! F***K!’ I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Not good words for a two-year-old boy!” Unfortunately, I think we heard Mister C mutter this during the service too, thankfully we don’t think anyone else heard it, so we just ignored it (best way really) and left shortly after the service had finished. I recall both Husband and I saying the word ‘truck’ over and over to Mister C; this made us feel better, but probably didn’t do much at the time (we just had to ride it through) …

Mother’s day came around again; it can be an awkward day to celebrate (like Father’s day, which can be very hard for us, after losing both our Dads years ago- always remembered); I think we should be able to celebrate our special family members, any day of the year we want, not just on one particular day. I find it can put more stress on the family to have to do something (particularly if you are distant to a relative), where the person in the centre of it may not want or need the attention anyway?! Happy to report, Husband’s Mum is easy pleased with cherry covered chocolates, hugs and champagne! (Hiya Ma!) We all know we are loved! Husband commented, “Happy to advise, Wife had a great Mother’s Day! Bought her breakfast in bed consisting of croissants, bakery choc pastries, fruit and raisin toast. She popped out to the movies by herself, then in the arvo we had afternoon tea at the club, the kids had fun playing in the play-room.” Perhaps Mother’s Day should be every day? Thanks, Husband, for the effort and love, too much food (which I didn’t finish mind you!).

The week before on a Sunday, Flossy celebrated her seventh birthday with lovely friends and a happy fun-filled day indeed. Flossy had nine friends from her new school around, everyone was polite and happy; the day went well, no rain (which was good). We had a wonderful face-painter come to entertain the girls and Mister C (thank-you Rainbow Faces friends). I have to say, it was one of the calmest and smoothest parties we have had over these child-raising years. Husband at the time recalls sharing with other parents on the day, a story about how he was in the USA many years ago; an ad came on the TV, encouraging people to come to a football game and paint their faces. At the bottom of the screen it said, ‘warning – do not use house paint’, anyway husband (and other parents) thought this was hilarious… I can’t pinpoint why the day was so calm, all the girls got along famously. Mister C wore his fairy wings, mask and had his cute face painted; even biggest sister Widy got in on the act and had her face painted, and so did Husband and I!

A word from Mister C…

Sadly, we lost one of our chook girls this week; ‘Lolly’, our sweet youngest girl, a bit scatty, but delightful nonetheless. Naturally the girls were sad, (particularly Flossy who had found her); Mister C was also sad, grumpy and confused all at the same time… The next early morning, he hopped into bed with me for hugs, and had we shared a little tear together. “Mummy, why do chooks have to die? I am angry about that. I am also sad, as ‘Lolly’ was cute with fluffy feathers; she laid our cool green eggs, that I loved.” I replied smiling, “I’m not sure why she died, my son. Sometimes they can get ‘egg bound’, making it really hard to lay their eggs. It’s really sad, but at least she is not suffering now.”… Mister C nodded, “I think the other girls are sad too with losing their sister chook; I’d better go and see them and make sure they are okay. Do you think we should get another new chook yet? It might make them happy to have a new friend to cluck about with.”…

Stay tuned…

For more silly and delightful Mister C stories; we finally get away down the coast, a much-needed break together (not all happy mind you). Husband celebrates his forty-something birthday in style and it SNOWS in our town!

Just a quick thanks to all for your continued support with our blog. We are nearly at one thousand hits! Wow! Thanks to all, it means so much to us! Stay tuned for more first book info… 💖

Mister C and I live in a rural town in NSW Australia, with Mister C's Dad and his two big sisters. We have an acreage with an old homestead, that we have been renovating over the past five years (a lot of work!). I am a registered nurse working in private nursing in NSW. I enjoy caring for people in our community, it is a very unique area to live. Mister C is now nine years old now, and is in year four at primary school. He loves super-heroes, building bricks ('Lego'), jumping really high on our trampoline at home and playing with our sweet pets. He has a big imagination and dreams a lot about interesting and funny stuff. We have two sweet doggies named 'Rhetti' and 'Niki', many chickens (lots of names there), three beautiful painted finches, named 'Red', 'Robin' & 'Ruby'. We have many wild animals that like to visit on a regular basis, like 'Bluey' the blue tongue lizard, 'Baby Poss', our resident brush tail possum, our family of king parrots, named 'George', 'Mildred' and 'Gilbert', 'Freddy' our resident green frog and family of noisy magpies, named 'Monte', Maggie', 'Carlo and the new twins. Pastimes for me include painting (anything), reading, illustrating, playing board games with Mister C and the girls, and of course writing (lots of writing!). Without children the world would be a quiet place!...

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    1. Thanks for your comment! I hope the book will help your nephew at his new school. Cheers Me and Mister C

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