Well it has all been happening here.....

Well I tell you, it has all been happening here.  We had to leave the farm and get home to the city because Daddy said there was work to be done.  I do not know how Daddy thinks that lying on the couch all day and having a nap is work ,but we will run with it OK?

Turns out my cousin Zander was coming to visit, now normally this wold be pretty cool fun, but do you know what Mummy and Daddy did??

yep, can you believe that, they made us have a bath together.  YUCK, what if he wee'd in the bath like I do?  Anyways, all I will say on the matter is that they are very lucky that there was bubbles so he couldn't see my bits.

The next day was betterer fun, we went to feed the ducks in the park.  Normally the ducks come a running when they see me with some bread.

Which was probably a good thing that they did not come running, cos I was eating more bread than I was throwing to the ducks.  On the way back to the car it was a bit funny.  Zander did a big stinky poo and when mummy was trying to change his nappy it was that stinky that mummy did sick up in her mouth a bit.  Daddy had to finish changing the nappy.  how cool is that?  So now I have a goal of making Mummy or Daddy sick up when they are changing my nappy.  I think I am getting close, but I am not quite there yet.

On a cheerier note, Daddy was getting sick of listening to me whinge and whine all day, so he disappeared one day, then when he came back, he didn't come inside..  he just stayed out side.  he was out there for a long time.  The he comes in and tells me to get outside.  I was a bit scared...  But look at what he did...


Yep..  hows that??  Daddy had gone and got a bike seat for me to go on the bike, and it is a front one too, not one where I have to look at Daddy's smelly bottom.

Here is some more of us in action:







































NOTE: The helmet, Daddy and I always use the right safety gear.

All the other kiddies are so jealous of me when Daddy picks me up from child care on his bike.  They all ask me during the day if they can have a go too.  But I tell them, NO, it is my seat and no one elses.  Sometimes Daddy takes me to the shops and he buys me a lolly for the ride home.  I like Lollies.....  A LOT!!

One weekend, Daddy had to do a lot of yard work, something to do with the storm water or something.  I wish Daddy would stop screwing around and just leave the technical stuff to me.

Take this tap for example:
Daddy was messing around with it for ages.  I didnt say anything or try and tell him how to do the job, but I tell you I knew how to fix it and would have had it done in a jiffy if he just let me have a go.  So when his phone rang and he was a bit occupied, I took it upon my self to just get the job done.

See??  there you go, all fixed.  Now if only Daddy had thought of that.  YEP...  there is not much that I can not fix with a screwdriver and a couple of pokes.

So with the tap all fixed we had to dig a big trench in the back yard for the storm water, as you already know, I am an excellent digger.

But digging sure is thirsty work. Plus you should also notice that I have my hat on, you should never do any digging without a hat.  See all the dirt that I dug?  I am a good digger.

Once the hole had been dug, we had to rake it all smooth again.

I never could work out how to work the rake properly.  Which is probably a good thing, raking is boring.  I was able to get out of raking by taking my boots off. Daddy would not let me on the worksite without the right safety gear.

It was probably lucky too, because about this time, Mummy called us all in for lunch.
WHAT??  I like vegemite on biscuits OK.

I was very hungry after all that helping and digging.  I even asked for 'more'.




For those of you that care, here is a picture of Prentess.


She gets a good life, no chores, no digging, no helping out in the yard.  All she does is sleep.  Well I will give you the big tip, if you poke her in the eyes she wakes up in a hurry.  Ah the joys of being a big sister.

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