A Smashing Time

Steve had asked me to video the rugby and as I failed to do so the last two days, I made a special effort to get the video recording this morning from when I remembered to whenever it took place so I wouldn't forget (the timer doesn't work). However, this required messing about with the wires and after a lot of frustration I finally got it all sorted. During this time I had heard Joshua and Naomi giggling, so I went to see what they had done.

The kitchen floor was covered with egg shells and the eggs were smooshed all over the floor because they had been skating in them!! Joshua proudly informed me they had "used" all the eggs. That was about 18!!

Frog poo!

I made vegetable and nut loaf for dinner and because I put spinach in it, it turned green - rather than the slightly more pleasant brown/orange colour it normally is. Joshua's comment was that it looked like frog poo! I thought this might actually be a good thing as all today he was talking about how his drink tasted of spiders and snakes and his lunch was worms. But alas, it did not work out that way! Rose couldn't accept it was frog poo but I think she really believed for a while that it was blended frog.

International Week Parade

Today was the grand culmination of International Week in the form of the parade in which the children dress up in National costume and parade around the circle at Faith Academy behind the relevant continent sign.  Rose insisted on wearing her yellow dress and not her "wedding dress" (the dress she wore to Sam and Emma's wedding). She marched behind the Australasia sign as they have been studying that continent in Kindergarten and I think she is quite enamoured with Australia and its animals.  In chapel on Friday, each grade wrote a verse of a song that they were to sing. Roses's class sang "I love Australia and all its animals, the funny looking platypus with its webbed feet, the kangaroo, the emu, the wombat, boomiwalla, boomiwalla, boomiwalla". 

going to heaven

Wednesday night Steve was at school for a special do and meal for some visitors from Afghanistan and Cambodia that have been at school to observe and learn from our teachers.  So the kids and I were eating dinner by ourselves and we ended up in this conversation about heaven.  It was quite illuminating.  Josh and Rose told me that God was really big. Bigger than Jesus and that when we get to heaven we'll be able to say hello to Jesus.  It was a very cool conversation and I enjoyed it. 

Reaching my Potential?

Today I had the opportunity to be "The Queen".  It is actually my third outing during International Week.  I forgot to brush up on my key facts sheet though and one of the kids caught me out when they asked when I was born!  I said 1920 something but that I was so old I'd forgotten!  A few commented that I must have been through a time machine or wrinkle remover.  Another asked if the Taylor residence counted as a palace!!

I get to host a small group for tea and scones and I show them my "family album".  It's a lot of fun.

Check out Big Ben in the Grade 3 classroom:

First Sleepover!

This week has been Admin Council and I find three full days of meetings rather exhausting, probably not helped by the fact that I am in the same building day and night for those three days!! This time Rose came with me Tuesday night so she could play with her classmate whose parents run the Manila Centre. They have no school Wednesdays. She was most excited by the fact she got to ride the school van Thursday morning! 

Saturday (yesterday), Rose went to the party of one of her other classmates and they had great fun as they have a little playground and pool at their apartment block and they had balloons and cake and pizza and a video and popcorn (sounds great, doesn't it?).  Because the family live so far from us in Makati and they go to the same church as us they offered for Rose to stay overnight and bring her to church this morning.

Rose had a blast and tells me they couldn't get to sleep because they were talking and she was making sounds and her friend couldn't sleep until she stopped!  Man, if they talk at bedtime now, imagine in a few years time!! I always thought sleepover was a misnomer.

Mother

Naomi has been calling me mother lately - a hangover from the games my kids play with mama and mother common terms for the parents amongst their animals and people!  I cannot tell you how much it irritates me to be called mother - it sounds so old-fashioned or like I am a character in an Enid Blyton book!

Naomi and Josh having a picnic with their toys

Highest Praise

Sometimes I'm glad I had two brothers and young uncles because one of my son's favourite pasttimes is "fighting".  Today I received high praise as he told me - in the middle of attacking me - that I was a good fighter.  This was tempered somewhat in the next breath as he said "and I am a very good fighter"!  But then my stock rose again as he told Rose when she got home later that "mummy is the best fighter in the world".

So there!

Naomi brought the activity back to something slightly less aggressive. She said "Mum, can you put on music so we can dance".  She never commented on my skill in that, though!