Big week. Our kids are still too young to be impacted much by school holidays, but many of there usually scheduled activities were cancelled, which means more time in indoor play centres. Huff enjoyed her time at one such centre on Friday.
But it was playing with friends that made the difference for Puff.
Saturday morning while Dad and Puff were getting haircuts together, Mum took Huff out for a babycino. It’s not quite at the point where either can relax: the risk of spilling is always present.
From there, newly haircut one and two went to a cafe to work on a crossword puzzle together (Dad did much of the heavy lifting, but it’s only a matter of time).
We did some other grocery shopping, including our first trip to Sydney Markets at Flemington (too crowded and busy to photograph, and Huff slept peacefully in the ergo carrier for most of it). Puff was rewarded for his good behaviour with a bag of peanuts – he spent much of the next two days setting up shop and “selling” them with his cash register in his pretend shop.
Sunday was some father-son time after church. Dad and Puff walked from Kevin Bacon’s house…
…all the way – despite some of it being in the rain – to the domestic airport. It was a long walk, but character building (and a welcome chance to burn some energy after an otherwise sedentary weekend).
We were there to farewell another friend, who gave presents to Huff and Puff – Huff’s new favourite “Peppa Pig” hoodie, and Puff’s solar powered helicopter.
It was Puff’s first balsa wood model (and Dad’s). At first Puff wanted Dad to do all the work of assembling, but he soon decided he could help, and we were all very happy when the rotor started turning in the sunlight the next morning.
Tuesday was a special trip to see Great Grandragon’s cousin Dorothy for her hundredth birthday, in Taree. By all reports she had a lovely time, even if the kids struggled a little with the final leg of the travel.
Puff made up a joke: knock, knock. Who’s there? Duck, duck. Duck, duck who? Duck duck goose! (Runs off).
Huff was trying to play I-spy, despite not knowing her letters. I spy something beginning with “O”. Is it inside the car? “Yes.” What is it? “Don’t know.”