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My nephew turned 5 recently and his party was held on a property on Winery Road just outside Stellenbosch. I really didn’t feel like going, but am really happy I dragged myself and Daniel there. 

I decided to rather not take the girls which meant that I could spend quality time with my favourite boy and not run after everyone.

There was a treasure hunt in the ‘forest’ and the kids had loads of fun.  It is very well organised, with lots for the kids to do from toddler age.

It is really lovely, here some pics:

In the forest

There is this really cool door as entry, with no physical wall around it:

Daniel finding his dinosaur and sweets: (Yes, yes, he needs a haircut.  Again)

Another pic of the door.  I think it was beautiful.

Off to little M’s party tomorrow, looking forward to catching up with dear friends.  And they have promised there will be wine!!

Have a great weekend, we’ll catch up soon!

First off, some marvellous news!  My dear friend Tray has joined our community, please head on over and say hello.  She has been reading and loving our blogs for ages and has finally taken the plunge!

I chatted to the homeopath this morning and she said that one of the Moms in Mignon and Isabel’s class called and said that her little one had the same symptoms.  She then suggested that it might be German Measles.  OMG, I almost freaked out as there are some pregnant Moms and Teachers in the school. 

I then pulled myself toward myself and called the paed to check the symptoms and he suggested Roseola virus.  Which I of course had eliminated because they didn’t have really hectic fevers which are commonly associated with Roseola.  I then checked back with the homeopath that agreed with this diagnosis.

So, then I called the school and explained and sent a long email.  The only redeeming factor is that the incubation period is apparently 10 days, so I suspect they were all exposed at the same time.

God.  I hope they don’t hate me forever.  I have visions of being shunned by the school community.

Here is a link just for information: 

http://www.babycenter.com/0_roseola_1616.bc

It’s official.  This is The Week of The Sick Children.  But I’m so over whining about that today.  Roll on Friday, enough already of this week.

After trying to explain to my Mom why we choose to go to a homeopath, she says to me today, ‘Maybe you should just stick them on a good antibiotic to kill all the bugs’.  SMH.  So I had to re-explain that the Homeopath is not arrogant and she’s qualified enough to tell when we can’t fix it the natural way.  And that just putting them on an antibiotic will kill not only the bad bugs, but also all the good stuff. 

But that’s just me.

Hubby and I were were catching up earlier this evening and in the background I could hear a little smacking sound, but didn’t think anything of it until I hear hubby calling me with that slight note of hysteria in his voice.  That little smacking sound was the girls that had openend an almost full tub of aqueous and managed to smear it all over themselves, the (light green) couch, the floor, their clothes and in their hair.  So we promptly carted them off to the bath.  I took pics, but Isabel had pulled down her pants and had rubbed it all over herself, so no naked pics here.  Sorry.

And this is after she had vomited all over the couch last night.

Lastly, a quick Danielsim:

I was reading to him tonight and it was a bumper edition of Sleeping Beauty in Afrikaans and English.  So when we get to the part where the fairies keep changing the colours of the dress he says:  Mamma, daai rok is pienk in Afrikaans.

And then promptly feel asleep in my arms.  And crapped on me for not finishing his story when I snuck out of his bed and he woke up.  So, back I went. 

Have I mentioned how happy I am that it is Friday tomorrow?

I was dropping off the girls this morning and there’s this really aggressive little boy that started recently.  He must be about 2 and enjoys pushing all the children and take whatever they are playing with.  A real bully in the making.  Definitely worse than you average 2 year old.

I have been watching him and when he started in on Isabel this morning I asked the teacher if he is like that the whole time.  She said pretty much and he enjoys ‘decking’ everyone.  Which made me realise that his Dad probably plays like that with him, but it gets lost in translations as it were. 

So we ended up having a conversation about how they can see the parents and their parenting style in the children.  And I remembered, when Daniel first started he came home shortly after pointing his finger and saying (very loudly) NO!  Not something he got from us at all.

So then of course I start wondering what our kids do at school and the message it sends about the parents that we are.  Because God forbid anyone sees when we I yell or threaten. Hubby is the forever patient saint who never raises his voice.  I, on the other hand am the screaming bitch banshee.  The Enforcer. 

So now I just hope that my delivery doesn’t scare the living crap out of the other kids in their school.

I hope they hug other kids like they do each other at home (not too often of course, that would be creepy).

I hope they are as sweet when they ask for something and please and thank you like we try to teach them.

And lastly, I hope they share nicely with the other children and don’t yell things like “Klim uit die bad!” and “Klim uit die kar!” and “Mamma tel net tot 3!”

What things do you think your kids do at school that mimicks your parenting style?

I am happy to annouce that our son only woke up to take himself to the bathroom at 04h00 this morning and then wandered straight off to bed without any demand for parental assistance. 

All by himself. 

See, it pays to be the resident Bitch and Enforcer of All Rules.  I’m just going to stop wringing my hands now in the hope that he’ll forgive me one day and not turn into a serial killer… 

But, as with all things parenting, Mignon woke up at 04h01 and we spent the next hour and put her back in her bed a gazillion times.  She slept in our bed from 05h00.

Sigh.

I was checking something on my phone earlier today whilst driving and Daniel says: ‘Watcha Tweeting Mamma’. I wasn’t sure what he was asking so I asked him to repeat himself. So he says: ‘Wat het wheat in Mamma?’ Snort. And yes, I was tweeting at the time. And yes, we have been trying to teach him about wheat because of the effect it has on him.

I had such a giggle at Isabel earlier, she was watching some Barney episode and had all the moves down pat. I’ll try to get a video clip of it. Classic!

Mignon is still not well, but better than Isabel was this time yesterday, hope she’s ok in the morning to go to school!

In other news, Daniel didn’t fall asleep in my arms during our marathon reading session tonight as he does every night, as I have feared and dreaded will happen for ages. So, as usual, I was bad cop and said that we were done reading our 3 books for the night and that I was not lying with him anymore. So, I left him in his room and went to the kitchen. Where I got glares from hubby. And much rolling of eyes from me. And pointing in the general direction of his room with questions in his eyes. Because we didn’t have a plan for this. We ALWAYS have a plan.

Eventually hubby collected him from the passage, put him in his room, light on, with his books and we haven’t heard from him again.

And we found him like this:

 

The teddy wasn’t there when I left him and that fugly 101 Dalmatians sleeping bag is a fixture. Thanks Granny.

Let’s see if this works..

  

I feel like I’ve missed out on a couple of chapters, so here goes:

I was home with Isabel yesterday; poor poppet had a fever, was complaining of tummy ache and had an eye infection. And of course Mignon is also sick today. I’m just keeping fingers crossed that Daniel doesn’t get sick. It really freaks me out when they don’t want to eat or drink.

It was the usual little tousle about who takes the day off work yesterday, not that I mind, but working for yourself means that you can’t really take leave so there went a potentially productive Monday. Once again, not that I really mind. I would have been worried the entire day anyway. Hubby did morning shift today and my Mom until 3 pm as both Mignon and Isabel are home.

I have now decided to classify myself as Economically Semi-active. Because working a full day or a full week just doesn’t seem to be possible.

We have also generally been sleep deprived as DH finally lost his temper on Saturday night with Daniel not wanting to sleep by himself. (normally, DH is so cool and calm I have to check him for a pulse) So we endured much crying and whining for the last 3 nights. And spraying of imaginary spiders. But, I think he finally clicked that we aren’t going to give in at 03h00 this morning when he woke up, asked for his ‘lappie’ and went straight back to sleep. If he only but knows how nearly we gave in…

Here’s a pic of him last night, check out the almost sarcastic facial expression. (another one for the bribery book..)

This is where I attempted 2 posts today and both of them got a error message and weren’t posted.

I am not happy.

So now I’m going to stop wasting my time and go to bed.

Finally managed to make it to the party today (on time nogals!) after yesterday’s balls-up and ran into Suki at the party!  So we had a lovely catch-up 🙂  AND her little boy, Dylan, also turned 2 today, on Mandela Day. 

Hubby and Daniel:

Mignon playing.  She discovered the “clippety clop” shoes today.  ‘shudder’

Isabel in the Snow White dress.  I had to convince Daniel that it wouldn’t look nice on him..

Good week everyone!

What are you doing for Mandela Day? 

I, as it turns out, am attending a kiddy party and cooking soup for some farm workers.  Daniel’s school is giving the farm’s workers lunch on Sunday and a whole lot of parents are chipping in and making a day of it.  I am on soup duty, so am cooking soup for 10 people.

But, I’m going to have to get the soup done today.  Here’s why:

Our kids were invited to a class mate’s birthday party today and off we went to the party at the un-Godly hour of 09h30 on a Saturday morning.  It’s hard enough for me to mobilise everyone on a normal day as it is!  I had a sweet deal with hubby, he stayed at home to watch the rugby (snort) and I took the kids off as I knew there were many helping hands.  In exchange I could have a super long nap this avie. 

We were a whopping 20 minutes late I have to (shamefully) admit and it was held at a Kids Play place.

When I finally roll in, make-up on and kids dressed up carrying gift they say sorry, wrong day, the party is only tomorrow.  And then I just wonder how I could get it so terribly wrong.  What a nut.

So I thought, hey, we are here now,so we stayed and hubby got to watch the rugby in peace anyway.  I watched the men’s expressions of horror at the rugby with morbid fascination.  But I’m no sports commentator, so I’ll reserve judgement on the Springboks..

Hope everyone has a lovely weekend, catch up soon!