Gobsmacked, almost and Gobsmacked, fully.

The last 24 hours have not been fun in our house last night while Brett was making dinner, Elisha started crying. Brett was trying to work out what was wrong with him as it was completely out of the blue. But Elisha just kept crying. Jokingly I shouted out to Brett that perhaps he should stand back because… “Bleh” went Elisha.

I spent the night on a matress in Elisha’s room. Every time he made any sort of noise or movement that could possibly be interpreted as leading to “Bleh”, there was a bucket shoved under his chin.

Much healthier today, thank goodness.

But the reason I was almost surprised by him was this afternoon. This morning he had a nice three hour nap, but was looking a bit tired again this afternoon, so I put him in his room to play, and closed the door. A while later he managed to open the door and wander on out. He came, looked at me, and I asked him to go back and play in his bedroom. He turned around and hightailed it back in the direction of his room. He must have made it all the way to his bedroom door before he figured out what he was doing. I really thought he was going to go and play.

And what has really surprised me however is this:

Little Scrapbook Shop
I still feel a bit surprised every time I remember. Looking forward to this new venture in my scrapping life.

Things I Wanted to Tell You

It only took a day and Elisha now loves his slippers and gum boots.  He can be found wearing one or the other at most times now.

Did I tell you about Elisha’s pet cricket.  No, I don’t think I did.  There was a cricket in our bathroom, and Elisha adopted it as his pet.  He visited it constantly, talked to it, watched it, tried to make it jump, and showed everyone and anyone who would go with him.  It’s come and gone a few times but at the moment it is just plain gone.  He still talks about it though.  A funny thing about this is that my brother and his family were over yesterday and apparently Nicholas has a pet cricket at the moment too.

I am making a bit more of an effort to get on here and put stuff down, otherwise there are going to be big holes in stuff when I go to do scrapbooking later.

Elisha’s last swimming lesson for this term today.  I think he’s going to miss it for two weeks.  Perhaps we’ll just have to take him out for a swim somewhere.  The poor boy, we don’t even have a bath at home.

I’m sure there was more I wanted to say, but it seems to have eluded me.


Elisha is now the proud owner of one pair of Bob The Builder gum-boots, and one pair of Elmo slippers. Now if I can actually convince him to be proud, and perhaps put them on his feet, we’ll be getting somewhere.