too roo

one of the
great pleasures
of going down
to nannup
is mimicking
the kangaroos -
life is utterly
joyful
when one
bounces
up and down
incessantly
shouting
boing!
boing!
boing!

my special unique 'grile'

i am a true
performing seal
because lately
whenever mama
says to me

do the face

i end up
making this
strange cross
between
a smile and
a grimace...

i am the mad hatter...

...and i enjoy
hosting tea parties
for all my little friends
if you do pop by
you will surely be
served tea and fruit!

a dozen and two things i can do at 25 months

1. command the folks to sing 'old macdonald had a farm' just by hollering "o dat farm" and they instantly know what i mean
2. dance - ok, the moves still look a bit dodgy, but i manage to hop about from one foot to the other and sway about
3. finish that song about those bouncing baby roos on the bed - "no more joeys jumping bed"
4. feed myself - yet i get bored and distracted quickly so best if the folks help me
5. avoid having my nappy changed by vehement and emphatic denial of "no poo poos!" too many times that they get suspicious and start sniffing around
6. play happily by myself with my cars/trains/vehicles for quite a bit more than i previously could
7. correctly identify colours though mama seems to keep correcting me when i say "yeddow'
8. say "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10" at top speed in one breath
9. jump off the edge of the swimming pool into someone's waiting arms, with floaties preferably
10. correctly identify common farm and zoo animals and emit their corresponding noises
11. correct you if you can't tell the difference between a car, four-wheel drive, convertible, ute, mini, jag or wagon
12. say "nightnightseeyoumorning" in one breath before lights out
13. not care less about prepositions or articles in my articulations yet still expect people to understand me
14. stay up till extremely late and still wake up obscenely early beating the sunrise the next day much to some people's utter disbelief and dismay...

best friends haiku

dada and jamesy
pondering life's mysteries
ah - the sea- lovely...

sculpture by the sea 2008

we went to
the annual
sculpture by the sea
in cottesloe
this morning
and i had
yet another ball
running around
on the sand
touching the sculptures
riding piggyback
getting very
tired and
hungry...

best friends

me and
my dearest
dada
having
a whale
of a time
down in
nannup
(pity you
can't see
how good
i am at
spotting
the roo poo...)

the time has come the walrus said...

for mama
to relax her
standards
a little
and allow
me the
occasional
indulgence
in one
of her
favourite
foods...
hot chips!
after all i've turned two already - chippie anyone?

10 things mama loves about me

1. the way i look when i am fast asleep to the world after a full day of non-stop playing
2. the way i run across the oval in the evenings like a drunken little chicken
3. my joie de vivre
4. the way i parrot the end of every sentence
5. my little voice and riotous sense of humour like when i correctly point out a 'big burp' or 'big farty'
6. the way i share my food - insistently!
7. my bright and shiny eyes full of wonder, joy and curiousity
8. the way we hold hands when we fall asleep at nap times
9. the way i hug her spontaneously when she is busy in the kitchen
10. the way i demand 'get out' in the mornings when i want her to wake up...