It wasn't the fall, it was the sudden stop...

Think back to February last year - one small boy falling off a seat, hand out to save himself, result two broken bones in his arm. Fast forward to Wednesday 9th April 2008. One small boy, tree-climbing at daycare, falls, hand out to save himself, one broken bone in arm. Ah yes, it looks as if we have one of THOSE children. A broken bone for every year he's been alive. This time they put some different padding stuff under the plaster of paris so hopefully there will be no nasty allergic reaction like last time. He had a couple of bad nights but is doing fine now - to the extent that he started trying to climb one of the trees here at home! *rolls eyes*
Anton has been busy - school, part-time work at KFC and last night paint-balling with Zoe and friends.

Netball started today for me, grading games this week and next. The old body is feeling a bit sore after two games at centre.

No nibbles on the farmlet yet. Looks like we might end up hunkering down here for the winter.

We went to Isobel's 75th birthday party yesterday and I was so proud of how well-behaved Tyler was! He was so polite and didn't just go and grab food, he asked first. He even had a conversation with a nun :)

On Thursday I shot up to Dunedin to attend Claire Barton's final recital for her M.Mus. No doubt at all she will get it - it was a wonderful performance. I stayed with the Harwood's, so it was nice to catch up.

Today we are off to the Ascot School fair with Alania and Ella. It's been raining but looks like it might clear. And then some more open-homing.

Sleepover

Friday night we had my workmate Alania's daughter Ella staying over with us will Alania and her hubby went on a Litigation team bonding trip. Ella is two and a bright wee button and she and Tyler get on really well. He was very good at sharing his toys with her so there were very few 'moments'. I was particularly proud of him when Ella tried to take his shoes from him and he first got upset and then went away and got her a substitute pair! I just wish he would go to sleep like she does - three stories, lights out and then asleep in 5 minutes.

Here are a couple of photos:

Waiting, waiting, waiting......

House update - the contract on our place fell through so we are back to square one with that. We lost out on the Kennington property (the prior contract confirmed) so we signed up on a place in Lewis Street. We have got an extension of time to confirm on that till late April so here's hoping. It's not our ideal home, but it is lovely. It has the kind of kitchen I'v always wanted - not flash but big enough for a big table to have lots of people sitting round nattering and drinking and eating. The kitchen flows through to a conservatory and out onto decking.

A Capella did Messiah last Sunday. It went not too badly despite some hairy moments courtesy of the men. The soprano soloist was Rebecca Ryan and she was magnificent - her coloratura was amazing and 'Rejoice' went like the wind. I was lucky enough to score a lesson with her later in the week which was a lot of fun and very educational.

And the weather came to the party...

.....for Jo and Tatsuya's wedding. What a lovely ceremony for a delightful couple. Helen was bridesmaid and didn't she scrub up well?

In fact all the Howards looked pretty flash.

Chris and I weren't too shabby either.

Finally - a haircut!

Tyler HATES having his hair cut. It's always 'Damowow' (tomorrow), 'Saturday' or '5 sleeps' so finally we just held him in the chair and cut, Tyler wailing all the while. He agreed that I could start with just scissors but given that I know nothing about hair-cutting, the result was a lopsided pudding bowl! So out came the clippers and to his loud and tearful protestations, away I went. When we'd finished (which included wiping a snotty, hair-covered face) I took him to the mirror to show him how cool he looked. 'Look at my beautiful hair!' he exclaimed.

What a cutie :)

Last Saturday we took Tyler to the Weber Bros. Circus. He really enjoyed it, especially when a clown came and gave him a High 5! Every day we detour past the circus so he can look at the big tent and relive the experience in his mind.

After the circus visit we went to Queens Park for Tyler to play in the playground. He demanded that I go down the big slide after him. So I hauled myself up there and then started sliding down. Only to get stuck 2/3rds of the way down because kids had been going down in wet bathing suits. So I half stood up to get myself over the damp bit and WHEEEEE! I did the big banana-skin slip. Thought I had sprained my thumb, had a seriously ouchy elbow and my butt.....oooooh the pain!! It's even worse now! And did Chris rush over and soothe my bruised body (not to mention battered pride)? Nope, he couldn't stop laughing long enough! Here's the bruise 2 days after the event.