Dinners Ready!

Food is an important part of our daily routine, and the little one seems to need lots of it all of the time. It's amazing how much she can put away and still be ravenous just an hour later. So it's not surprising that one of the first things she did when we started to collect figurines from the markets and local op shop was to role play everyone sitting down to dinner.

More recently the roleplaying has been more centered around issues of hitting, shareing and hugging or kissing things better. For example a recent interaction in the bath between the "Daddy Knight" and the "Space Spaceman" started with the Space Spaceman being poked with a sword by Daddy Knight. The conversation went something like this:

Daddy Knight: (pokes space space man with sword several times)
Space Spaceman: No. stop. I don't like it!
Daddy Knight:(continues to poke, though less vigorously)
Space Spaceman:  Stop!
Daddy Knight: Oh, sorry. um.
Sapce Spaceman: We don't hit people!
Daddy night: (Hugs Space Spaceman) Sorry.
Space Spaceman: Hug! Awwwww. Space Spaceman happy now.
Biscuit Man: Would anyone like some biscuit?
Daddy Knight & Space Spaceman: Yes please! (they take turns to eat from Biscuit Mans little tin)
Space Space Man: lets go and get some soap!
Daddy Knight: Yay!
(All three stomp around the rim of the bath to get washed at the soap dispenser.)

editors note: I have just been corrected. Space Spaceman has now changed his name to Motorbike Man 

Rain and Whiskers

Gwen has been obsessed with whiskers ever since Halloween this year with our neighbor stopped by on her way to a fancy dress party dressed as Puss in Boots. I helped her apply her whiskers and almost everyday since then Gwen has insisted on them. If they are not forthcoming she comes up with her own whiskers solution.This might mean some chalk, texta or paint.

It's been raining a lot lately too, which means we're a bit more experimental with the paint.She's been getting into body painting a lot and particularly favors black paint with accents of yellow and pink pastels.

She has also discovered my goggles and loves to recite the "Rain is Falling down" song as she jumps in puddles.

An Average Morning

What do you do on an average morning? Gwen gets up at about 5am. Hubby and I often take it in shifts so we are allowed a little more sleep, but some times we can't due to an early shift at work or early start at uni.

This morning, after dropping daddy off to work at the ungodly hour of 6:30 am we

• Had the second part of our breakfast.
• Drew spiders and webs.
• Played with coloured water, tipping and mixing and splashing it all over the lawn.
• Painted some sheets with heavily diluted acrylic paint, a paint brush, gum nuts and hands.
• Had a long bubbly bath in which all humanoid toys plus horse, cat and rabbit all had their hair washed. Gwen aquessed to the indignity of a hair soaking.
• Reading a book in bed.
  
• Watching Dirt Girl World while consuming untold quantities of fresh pineapple, cheese and pasta.
• Put on some washing together.
• Chose some seedlings (corn, cucumber and butter beans) and directed where to put them.
• Drew more things while mummy dug.
• Watching a little bit of Playschool while mummy was on the phone.
  
• Became a pussy cat with the help of drawn on whiskers and a beautiful long tail.
  
• Had a visitor picking something up from ebay and proudly displaying chickens.
• Milk & Bed.

Wow, just looking at that list it's no wonder I feel worn out.

Mad Hatters Halloween Tea Party

I made the Mad Hatters hat with stiff brown kraft paper and masking tape. It was spray painted black then covered in op shop lace. The jacket was an op shop find to. I covered it in masking tape and spray painted it to create the pin stripes then proceeded to embellish with wild abandon. "Alice's" dress was somthing quickly whipped up from an old skirt. She adored it


My Red Queens outfit was sewn up on the day, vaguely copying an existing dress pattern for the top with extra op shop lace from an old skirt on the solders. A big black felt heart was added to the front. I was graciously loaned the crown on the proviso that a suitable blue scarf could be found for Alice.

Tarts and (iced) Tea were of course had by all.

"Chickens, look at my Umbrella!"

and they did indeed look impressed.