Hiya! It’s Mister C and Me…

Well, hello… Firstly, Mister C and Me wanted to say a big HELLO! to all our readers overseas; we have readers in Azerbaijan, Argentina, China, Austria, Germany, USA, and New Zealand to name a few. Welcome new readers; it’s great to have you on board! We love you reading our blogs each week; remember without you, we wouldn’t have a working blog to share our stories… Times have been tough over the last year for everyone; currently more so overseas, where Covid is still ravaging many parts. We hope this blog can brighten your day a little; we all need a little laugh now and then and we are thinking of you all too. Also, remember you can also subscribe to our blog via the link below on the site; it’s easy to receive our blog each week via your nominated email- give it a try? …❤

It’s coming up to the last week of the school holidays (yay?!); it’s been great (for most part) having the kids home, they have all had a good break; now it’s time to get back to school- with new (and old) routines. Flossy is a little nervous about starting year seven soon; she has tried her uniform on again and she looks SO grown up! We also spent a couple of hours, working out her book pack and stationary equipment for school. I covered the front of her schoolbooks with some nice pale pink contact and found some cute stickers (she loves bling!) to decorate the front of each book too. I think it’s productive decorating books for school; it’s helps to give children ownership of their items, while distinguishes their books from other children’s. Flossy also had a big ‘chop-chop’ off her very long hair; a new style always helps with some self-confidence too (thanks our magnificent hairdresser!). Good luck our sweet girl- we know you’ll do well…

Before the end of term four (last year), at Mister C ‘s last karate session and our Dojo Christmas gathering (thankyou-was great!); I may have mentioned a pact I had made with Widy. If Widy was to restart karate and earn her brown belt (after having a year off-mainly due to her previous wrist fracture at the end of 2019), I would start karate and gain some fitness and better wellbeing (lose a few kilos too?). So, last Monday, Mister C (gladly) went back for his first session of the year, while both Widy and I started too (thanks for having us Sensei!). I have to admit, I was a little nervous (as was Widy- who later admitted it); was I going to do alright, was I fit enough and strong enough to remember the moves and sequences? I can report, it was marvellous and I truly enjoyed the session- it felt like I was home (apart from the aching body- but this was expected). Thinking of all things karate, Husband and I have been regularly watching the new series, ‘Cobra Kai’ on ‘Netflix’ (gotta love it) and are loving the Eighties’ nostalgia… Anyway, back in 2019, before Widy hurt her wrist; I was (deeply) pondering the idea of joining the adult Dojo group, but other things took up my attention (like the books and Widy’s wrist recovery). I know I have a lot of work and fitness to build up to; but I am really looking forward to attending the sessions and gaining a whole mind and body inner peace (to tackle this New Year?) …

Alright, back to 2018… I recall it’s the end of February and I was still adjusting to the idea, of being another year closer to the big five-zero. I also recall it was very hot (obviously- it was Summer!); I was concerned about our sweet chook girls in the heat, making sure they had cool water (with a frozen block in the water chamber) and fresh watermelon (their favourite) to peck on in the hot afternoon. The girls had a large backyard of their own (fenced off area from main acreage) and had many lovely wattle trees at the back fence (behind our neighbour’s place), to hide under and dig their dusty holes, to lie in and keep cool. I purchased a blue plastic sand pit shell (and a spray bottle); when it was super-hot, I filled it with some cool water and bathed each girl individually few a few minutes each. This helped to cool them down, with all their feathers, while have a bit of a bath too.

We were also pleased to have been able to get all the flood repairs (finally) completed, the plastering and painting had been finished over this time. Husband commented, “Laundry ceiling being fixed today. Wife was at ‘Fife’s’ feed place, on spur of moment, bought three four week old hens and took them home in a borrowed cage- two black and a weird grey and white coloured one. Not too happy about it, as was not really consulted (had mentioned to Husband the week before, was looking at getting some new chooks to add to our existing clan), and means more work for everyone!”… So, the kids and I were super excited to have our little chooks to care for; I will admit they were a lot of work and a bit smelly! (Husband did complain about that too). I kept them in the laundry (in their borrowed cage-thanks ‘Fife’s’) for the first two weeks (letting them out frequently) and then moved them down to the big garden shed, that was next to the chook shed area after wards- when it was cooler. It was lovely for Mister C (and the girls) to see our chicks (layets) growing up; it helped to teach him and the girls more about caring for poultry birds (quite different to domestic pets like dogs and cats), and the work involved in raising healthy birds, that would (eventually) lay our yummy eggs. Mister C loved helping to collect the eggs from our girls, it was (and still is) such a rewarding experience for all. Even Husband came around and enjoyed feeding the girls too (and still does); was funny (and sweet) hearing him cluck like the girls, when he did feed them…

Mister C was well into the term (one) in kindy; he was progressing slowly, but was completing most of the set tasks at school. He found some comfort with his older sister (Flossy) attending the school there too, who often helped to settle him down in the playground area (thanks sweet girl). However, many mornings he would complain about not wanting to go to school, refusing to get dressed (preferred his pyjamas). We managed to negotiate with him (extra computer time for example) and he would eventually get dressed. Naturally, children just starting school were often tired after each day; it did take its toll mentally and physically to attend a whole day, and each day for the entire week during the school term. Mister C often complained about a few other children (mainly boys) in the class, who would play roughly in the playground; while also follow him around needlessly. I spoke with his teacher (thanks M.N), who was helpful in sorting out the playground issues (with other great teachers too-thanks!). Mister C did find it hard to sit still; he would fidget with things in class (often distracted), while he also found it hard to keep his ‘hands and feet off’ in the class (like many of the other boys too).

On the weekends, Mister C was allowed to chill out in his soft pyjamas. We didn’t push him with any extra activities, apart from his (favourite) karate, with the session going for forty-five mins once a week. Husband commented, “Sweet things to remember; this morning at six forty-five am, I went into Mister C’s room to say goodbye and gave him a kiss on his forehead. He slowly woke and right away gave me a big hug; I then put on the DVD ‘Ninjago’ and brought him some round cheese rice crackers. Mister C then proceeded to tell me, about how he liked the red ‘ninja’ the best and how when he was two, he saw a fire engine while in the car with Mummy; and that was why he loved the colour red the best”…

A Word from Mister C…

Sitting at the dining table, eating sausage sandwiches (yum!) for an early tea; after taking the kids to the pool. Mister C moaned, rubbing his belly; ‘I have a bit of a belly ache, Mummy.” … “Oh, dear; that’s no good, my son,” I said frowning. “Did you drink too much pool water earlier today?” … “Oh, I don’t think so,” Mister C sighed… “I think I did!” Flossy cried…. “Oh, did you? I said smirking. “It’s ‘wee-wee’ pool water!” … “Yuk!” Flossy and I both said, gigging… “Oh!” Mister C said, looking puzzled; “I didn’t wee in the pool today, Mummy.” … “Gross!” sighed Flossy, then all laughed… (Mister C has not done this since a very young toddler to note).

Stay Tuned…

For more stories heading into March through to April 2018 (sounds exciting doesn’t it?). Husband and I celebrate our ninth wedding anniversary-quietly; Easter comes around again; poor Flossy suffers concussion from an incident at school and is home recovering for two weeks, with nasty residual headaches and double vision (oh dear!). I also arrange quotes to start our kitchen and carport renos at the house (very exciting!), in between Husband being booked for a minor procedure in hospital… Thanks for reading, night from Mister C … 💖