Posts Tagged ‘Little Princess’

On Angels and Devils

April 13, 2013

Little Princess is 2 years 4 months

I have grown up quite comfortable with the spirit world around me, as I understand it.  I don’t believe in ghosts, but I do believe in The Communion of Saints.

I personally have, on occasion, seen angels, or had visits from dead relatives, but only on occasion.  One memorable time as a child I had an interaction with someone a whole lot less savoury.

Despite my limited personal experience I was always quite comfortable with the idea.  I believe my Dad was touched with The Gift.  He didn’t talk about it, but sometimes his guard would slip.

So I believe my children when they tell me about the people they see.  (I firmly believe that children, in their innocence and closer connection to God, can see more of His world). 

Tonight was … well, I don’t know what it was.  I am just glad that our wonderful pastor has talked to me about battles of the spirit and the insidious work of the devil.

Little Princess and I were here alone, playing on the floor near the door.  She pointed at the door, ‘Man’, she said.

At first I missed what she had said, so she did it again.
‘Is there a man there?’
‘Mmm hmm’
Then she looked at me at little unsure.  ‘Where is the man?’
‘There’
‘Is he a good man or a bad man?’
‘Bad  man’ she shuddered and snuggled into me, not scared, totally sure of her safety with me.  I blessed us both (Important to make visible signs or pray out loud for the devil can put thoughts in our heads, but is not actually in our heads).
She ran to the lounge.
‘Is the bad man still here?’
‘Yes, bad man inside’

Well that frightened me.  I was right at the door.  I pulled myself up and commanded, ‘Go back to where you belong.  Leave us alone now.  God and the Lord Jesus protect me and my family.  You do not belong here.’. It was strange.  The words came to me and I said them, but I had no feeling at all of anyone being there.

Little Princess smiled at me from the lounge. bad man gone now.’

What is so disturbing is what is the devil doing here now?  We were just playing quietly, not something fraught with temptation.  It is true and frightening that spiritual danger is everywhere.

How wonderful that my God is even so much greater.  AND He loves me personally.

Meet the Students – 2013

January 30, 2013

See?  Isn’t that a hopeful title?  It implies that there will be other years.

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Firstly, here is Possum.

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He is our “official” homeschool student.  He is 6 years and 8 months and is starting out Year 1.  He is missing a front tooth.  He is going to be a MotoGP rider when he grows up.

 

Next is Bandicoot.

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He is our “part-time” student.  He attends a pre-school 2 days a week.  He loves it, but there is no way he will ever go without a protest.

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He is 4 years and 6 months old.  He is going to have a Christmas shop when he grows up.

And that is a shark on his picture.  Sharks, flies, snakes, spiders… they seem to appear on his pictures quite a bit.  I was very impressed with his colouring on this one.

 

And here is our Little Princess.

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She is 2 years and 1 month old.  Biologically.  She reckons she is a lot older, even if she refers to herself as “Bubby”.

 

So that is our little lot this year.  Amazing how much mischief three cute kids can get up to!

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Oh, and those ear protectors in the top photo?  Bandicoot came running out with those for Possum.  I can say that today they were not needed.  It was one of those days where the boys did a great job of not hearing me when I spoke anyway.

Grade One Minus Two Days

January 27, 2013

…or maybe five.

Possum is 6 years 8 months
Bandicoot is 4 years 6 months
Little Princess is 2 years

Tomorrow is a public holiday here for Australia Day.  I had planned to start school on Tuesday, thinking it was the day that schools went back.  I was mistaken on that one – they go back on Wednesday, but I thought that I would run with it anyway.

Possum, however, is adamant that school does not go back until 1st February.   He was (erroneously) told so by one of his mates. 

Hmm.

Actually, long term that could be a nice way for me to work it.

It is a point that I would be willing to negotiate, but, to be honest, Friday (which is the 1st), doesn’t work so well for me.  For one thing, Mainly Music, the Little Ones’ music group, starts again on Friday.  It takes a huge chunk out of the day, and, more specifically, the morning.  It makes for an awkward school day at the best of times, let alone for first day back.

Also, DH commented, “The excuses will be coming thick and fast”.   Really, not many kids are chomping at the bit to go back to school.  Even the weirdos like me, who, despite it all, loved school, loved holidays more.

To be perfectly honest, I still like school holidays more.  I love having the kids around.  I also love no art class, no music, no Playgroup, no swimming, no gymnastics, no Sunday school…  All that starts again this week, too.  Le sigh.

But apart from all of that, I would be happy for an extra couple of days to get organised.  As well as waiting for some supplies to arrive, I also need to get some stuff printed for lessons.  I want, amongst other things, to do a daily folder – a simple set of activities that are repeated every day as a little warm up to the day and honing a few skills.  The idea is that this becomes almost independent work.  I also want to do something similar for Bandicoot, but with different activities of course, in a quest to provide him with a more ‘stimulating environment’.

I had planned to get that organised, if not for the year, or even the term, at least for the first week or two, this weekend.  Until Little Princess killed the computer.  Oh, okay, not the whole computer.  The mouse.  Or maybe the mouse driver.  Whatever it is, the computer is useless and a locked vault is holding my printouts.  (Does that make them printins?). DH is not highly motivated to look into the matter.  It isn’t his work – he has enough of that at the office anyway.  Besides, he is quite happy to wait until Tuesday when he can bring home his spare mouse and try that out.  Eek! Tuesday night does not work so well for me.

So much for a nice controlled start to the year.

Of course, I could start coercive homeschooling this week.  You know, extra reading.  Activities from my maths cookbook. Bird-watching.  That sort of thing.  But it isn’t so much what he is doing that I am concerned with in the first few weeks, it is the discipline of schoolwork.

Maybe it will be Friday before we start.  Or next week.

Australia Day 2013 (pic heavy)

January 26, 2013

Possum is 6 years 8 months

Bandicoot is 4 years 6 months

Little Princess is 2 years

 

This year, Australia Day fell on that all important day in our household – Croissant Day.  (On the last Saturday of the month, DH and the kids cycle down to the local bakery and buy croissants for breakfast.)

Just a little further down the road there was a community sausage sizzle for breakfast.  After much cajoling on my behalf, DH agreed to check it out.  Really, just how Australian are croissants?  And don’t talk to me about putting Vegemite on them….

Anyway, they returned full of excitement.  Bandicoot had caught and brought home this amazing bug:

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And the kids had all been tattooed painted.

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(And that slightly cool, slightly squished sausage sandwich they unexpectedly brought me?  It had bacon on it, too, and was super yummy.)

So, while Mummy and Daddy tried to relax a little after the strange weather, the kids amused themselves.  Yes, they are digging up the lawn.

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You know what he did next, don’t you…

IMG_7190 DH pretending he is really ocker and catching up on the tennis.

 

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Then we went in to the city.  Little Princess found herself a special seat on the train.

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Her friend An-n-coot (Bandicoot, even though it is really a Bilby) came along.  An appropriate day for a Bandicoot to go out partying, yes?

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Too exciting to sit down on the train – might miss something!

 

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Oh – okay.  We’ll all sit down for lamingtons on Australia Day!

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The stairs up onto the Harbour Bridge…

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Cool pic, huh?

IMG_7225 Opera House

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IMG_7227Some boats flagged out for Australia Day

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IMG_7231 Ice cream.  This is serious business – it is bigger than her!

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Cadman’s Cottage.  The oldest surviving building in the country.  Possum was pretty fascinated by it, but couldn’t believe how small it was inside.

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The Tank Stream is a freshwater stream that runs into Sydney Harbour.  It was because of this water source that the first European settlement was built here in 1788.  I am sure aboriginal children played in the stream a long time before that.  It still flows beneath the city today and sources these fountains.

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And for dinner?  Harry’s damper, barbequed snags and a pav with green and gold fruit.

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Australia Day 2013 (pic heavy)

January 26, 2013

Possum is 6 years 8 months

Bandicoot is 4 years 6 months

Little Princess is 2 years

 

This year, Australia Day fell on that all important day in our household – Croissant Day.  (On the last Saturday of the month, DH and the kids cycle down to the local bakery and buy croissants for breakfast.)

Just a little further down the road there was a community sausage sizzle for breakfast.  After much cajoling on my behalf, DH agreed to check it out.  Really, just how Australian are croissants?  And don’t talk to me about putting Vegemite on them….

Anyway, they returned full of excitement.  Bandicoot had caught and brought home this amazing bug:

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And the kids had all been tattooed painted.

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(And that slightly cool, slightly squished sausage sandwich they unexpectedly brought me?  It had bacon on it, too, and was super yummy.)

So, while Mummy and Daddy tried to relax a little after the strange weather, the kids amused themselves.  Yes, they are digging up the lawn.

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IMG_7182IMG_7186

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You know what he did next, don’t you…

IMG_7190 DH pretending he is really ocker and catching up on the tennis.

 

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IMG_7200IMG_7205

 

Then we went in to the city.  Little Princess found herself a special seat on the train.

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Her friend An-n-coot (Bandicoot, even though it is really a Bilby) came along.  An appropriate day for a Bandicoot to go out partying, yes?

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Too exciting to sit down on the train – might miss something!

 

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Oh – okay.  We’ll all sit down for lamingtons on Australia Day!

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The stairs up onto the Harbour Bridge…

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Cool pic, huh?

IMG_7225 Opera House

IMG_7226Fort Denison

IMG_7227Some boats flagged out for Australia Day

Checking it all out from the bridge IMG_7228

IMG_7231 Ice cream.  This is serious business – it is bigger than her!

William Bligh IMG_7235

IMG_7238IMG_7239

Cadman’s Cottage.  The oldest surviving building in the country.  Possum was pretty fascinated by it, but couldn’t believe how small it was inside.

IMG_7243

IMG_7245

The Tank Stream is a freshwater stream that runs into Sydney Harbour.  It was because of this water source that the first European settlement was built here in 1788.  I am sure aboriginal children played in the stream a long time before that.  It still flows beneath the city today and sources these fountains.

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And for dinner?  Harry’s damper, barbequed snags and a pav with green and gold fruit.

IMG_7257    IMG_7258

Australia Day 2013 (pic heavy)

January 26, 2013

Possum is 6 years 8 months

Bandicoot is 4 years 6 months

Little Princess is 2 years

 

This year, Australia Day fell on that all important day in our household – Croissant Day.  (On the last Saturday of the month, DH and the kids cycle down to the local bakery and buy croissants for breakfast.)

Just a little further down the road there was a community sausage sizzle for breakfast.  After much cajoling on my behalf, DH agreed to check it out.  Really, just how Australian are croissants?  And don’t talk to me about putting Vegemite on them….

Anyway, they returned full of excitement.  Bandicoot had caught and brought home this amazing bug:

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And the kids had all been tattooed painted.

IMG_7173IMG_7174IMG_7177

(And that slightly cool, slightly squished sausage sandwich they unexpectedly brought me?  It had bacon on it, too, and was super yummy.)

So, while Mummy and Daddy tried to relax a little after the strange weather, the kids amused themselves.  Yes, they are digging up the lawn.

IMG_7178IMG_7180IMG_7181

IMG_7182IMG_7186

IMG_7188IMG_7187

You know what he did next, don’t you…

IMG_7190 DH pretending he is really ocker and catching up on the tennis.

 

IMG_7194IMG_7198

IMG_7200IMG_7205

 

Then we went in to the city.  Little Princess found herself a special seat on the train.

IMG_7206IMG_7209

Her friend An-n-coot (Bandicoot, even though it is really a Bilby) came along.  An appropriate day for a Bandicoot to go out partying, yes?

IMG_7208IMG_7210

Too exciting to sit down on the train – might miss something!

 

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Oh – okay.  We’ll all sit down for lamingtons on Australia Day!

IMG_7215IMG_7217

The stairs up onto the Harbour Bridge…

IMG_7219

Cool pic, huh?

IMG_7225 Opera House

IMG_7226Fort Denison

IMG_7227Some boats flagged out for Australia Day

Checking it all out from the bridge IMG_7228

IMG_7231 Ice cream.  This is serious business – it is bigger than her!

William Bligh IMG_7235

IMG_7238IMG_7239

Cadman’s Cottage.  The oldest surviving building in the country.  Possum was pretty fascinated by it, but couldn’t believe how small it was inside.

IMG_7243

IMG_7245

The Tank Stream is a freshwater stream that runs into Sydney Harbour.  It was because of this water source that the first European settlement was built here in 1788.  I am sure aboriginal children played in the stream a long time before that.  It still flows beneath the city today and sources these fountains.

IMG_7244IMG_7249

IMG_7251IMG_7252IMG_7253

And for dinner?  Harry’s damper, barbequed snags and a pav with green and gold fruit.

IMG_7257    IMG_7258

Australia Day 2013 (pic heavy)

January 26, 2013

Possum is 6 years 8 months

Bandicoot is 4 years 6 months

Little Princess is 2 years

 

This year, Australia Day fell on that all important day in our household – Croissant Day.  (On the last Saturday of the month, DH and the kids cycle down to the local bakery and buy croissants for breakfast.)

Just a little further down the road there was a community sausage sizzle for breakfast.  After much cajoling on my behalf, DH agreed to check it out.  Really, just how Australian are croissants?  And don’t talk to me about putting Vegemite on them….

Anyway, they returned full of excitement.  Bandicoot had caught and brought home this amazing bug:

IMG_7172

And the kids had all been tattooed painted.

IMG_7173IMG_7174IMG_7177

(And that slightly cool, slightly squished sausage sandwich they unexpectedly brought me?  It had bacon on it, too, and was super yummy.)

So, while Mummy and Daddy tried to relax a little after the strange weather, the kids amused themselves.  Yes, they are digging up the lawn.

IMG_7178IMG_7180IMG_7181

IMG_7182IMG_7186

IMG_7188IMG_7187

You know what he did next, don’t you…

IMG_7190 DH pretending he is really ocker and catching up on the tennis.

 

IMG_7194IMG_7198

IMG_7200IMG_7205

 

Then we went in to the city.  Little Princess found herself a special seat on the train.

IMG_7206IMG_7209

Her friend An-n-coot (Bandicoot, even though it is really a Bilby) came along.  An appropriate day for a Bandicoot to go out partying, yes?

IMG_7208IMG_7210

Too exciting to sit down on the train – might miss something!

 

IMG_7211IMG_7214

Oh – okay.  We’ll all sit down for lamingtons on Australia Day!

IMG_7215IMG_7217

The stairs up onto the Harbour Bridge…

IMG_7219

Cool pic, huh?

IMG_7225 Opera House

IMG_7226Fort Denison

IMG_7227Some boats flagged out for Australia Day

Checking it all out from the bridge IMG_7228

IMG_7231 Ice cream.  This is serious business – it is bigger than her!

William Bligh IMG_7235

IMG_7238IMG_7239

Cadman’s Cottage.  The oldest surviving building in the country.  Possum was pretty fascinated by it, but couldn’t believe how small it was inside.

IMG_7243

IMG_7245

The Tank Stream is a freshwater stream that runs into Sydney Harbour.  It was because of this water source that the first European settlement was built here in 1788.  I am sure aboriginal children played in the stream a long time before that.  It still flows beneath the city today and sources these fountains.

IMG_7244IMG_7249

IMG_7251IMG_7252IMG_7253

And for dinner?  Harry’s damper, barbequed snags and a pav with green and gold fruit.

IMG_7257    IMG_7258

Two Year Old Princess

December 28, 2012

Little Princess is 2 years old

Possum is 6 years 7 months

Bandicoot is 4 year 5 months

 

Happy Birthday Little Princess!

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Tomato sauce makes a most excellent lunch!

 

 

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Drop Bears and Gruffalos

December 28, 2012

Possum is 6 years 7 months

Bandicoot is 4 years 5 months

Little Princess is 1 year 11 months

There is a little walk near our house.  We watched as they built the boardwalk and the carpark.  We drive past it every time we take DH to work.  And we say, “One day, we should do that walk”.

And so we did.

 

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And then, when we got to the end of the boardwalk, we discovered the path kept going…

This is when it got really dangerous, apparently.  Possum and Bandicoot were on high alert for drop-bears and gruffalos the whole way.

And then, when we got back to the car, DH showed us all what a soft touch he is, God Bless him!

The boys tried so hard to get the kangaroo tails in on their own.  They were heart-broken when they didn’t fit.  Daddy to the rescue!

Beaten and Disheartened…

December 2, 2012

Possum is 6 years 6 months

Bandicoot is 4 years 4 months

Little Princess is 1 year 11 months (23 months)

 

Today, my kids have beaten me.  I could take no more.  I left.

Church is often tough.  Possum will only sit on the floor and not join in.  Bandicoot begs for food.  Little Princess cries if I don’t hold her.  That is on a good day.

Today was not a good day.

Let’s just say that they were bad.  In fairness to Bandicoot, I really think he has some issues and only realises half of it.  Still there is that half.

I lost it.  After spending the whole service chasing and chastising, both inside and outside the Church, I went and hid around the back of the building and cried during morning tea.

And then it got worse.

Today was “Live Sparks” day.  Live Sparks is our Church’s equivalent to Sunday School.  The whole family attends together, including parents and, well, one year olds.  It is rather dry in its presentation, although I do not understand why.  The elements are there – song, sign language, story, craft, prayer…, but still it is tough going.  We are only a small Church and today there were a total of three families.  No where to hide.

Possum and I sat outside and had a discussion about appropriate Church behaviour and why we do it, even if it is dull (for the third time today.)  He was terribly contrite, so we went back inside to join Live Sparks.  No sooner were we there and he was lying on the floor sucking his thumb, complaining loudly how boring it was.

I was ropable.

And that was just Possum.

It went on and on… the three of them, each in their own way: angry protest, exuberant disobedience, demanding attachment.  It was worse than The Island of Perpetual Tickling (IPT).

I had to get away.

Thank goodness DH understood.

 

 

Apart from the desperate, undisciplined, inconsiderate nature of my children, the events have raised some interesting points for me to consider:

  • How do I WANT to raise my children?
  • Why can’t I discipline them?
  • The overwhelming constancy of homeschooling.
  • My kids really are spunky.

Not all of this is a bad thing, although today certainly was.