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Growing Up

Jai is now 5.5 years young. This means he acts like a teenager with lots of toys.

The Duplo spirals around the bigger pieces, slowly spreading across the known galaxy. Some blocks are now satellites travelling around the house, seeking out toes to connect with.

Lounge pillows stand forlornly encasing his desk. His idea of a DIY cubby. Surprisingly, it works.

Answering to his own name is uncommon and takes serious effort for anyone wanting his attention. Slowly we are convincing him that reaponding to the first request is in his best interest. A few times we have fooled him by whispering ‘Ice Cream’ to his little brother. His hearing miraculously reappears.

And the list of teenage activities goes on and on.

You’d think with all this I would have many more stories to tell, both funny and serious.

But many aren’t for all.

Right now he is in his second week of Reception. It’s just the beginning of 13 years of schooling. 13 years!

Since he is at school, I have working in my one-man small-business ‘Mow&Wash‘. So stories of his escapades, bravado, lunacy and literature are few and far between.

He is forever the ONLY artist in our house (apparently photography is not an art), so I will show you his artwork more often.

Younger brother Aidan is now providing funny and worthwhile stories. Watch this space….

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Existential Eggs

Existential question of the millenia has been answered by our 5yo son Jai.
Me: “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?”
Jai: “The chicken.”
Me: “So where did it come from?”
Jai: “The egg!”
Me: “So where did the first egg come from?”
Jai: “The chicken!”
Me: “What chicken? The egg came first.”
Jai: “No, the first chicken came from the first egg!”
At this point I decided to stop before relegion was born.

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Becoming

Alice Through the Looking-Glass When Jai was 2yo I hoped he’d be an astronaut or paleontologist when he grew up.

Now he is 5.5yo.

On Friday night he composed his first poem.

STORM

Oh sun, oh sun
If you make a sun storm
I will make a line
Everyone will follow me
and I will lead them to shelter

Today he ‘chalked’ his first major masterpiece: Everyday he impresses me.

 

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Damage Control

There is an upside to everything.

John Deere - Electronic Lawn Mower Jai found my battery-powered whipper-snipper on the outdoor table. I found him pounding the piles of mowed grass with it.

I was angry yet sighed with relief that battery was removed, so he couldn’t hurt himself.

The whipper-snipper initially appeared undamaged. Whilst Jai sat in his time-out chair, I checked it out.
Hmmm.
Push-thingie in head not there. Quite sure it was there when last used. Without it, the spool can’t be removed easily.

Then I realised this could actually work in my favor: If I buy the same model, I will have extra battery & charger. And possibly spare parts.

Trueshopping® 58cc Petrol Multi Tool Long Reach Multi Function 5 In 1 Garden & / Need to buy new whipper-snipper.

Their mummies birthday gift will have to wait another week.

Sigh.

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Aidan the Primate

2yo Aidan: “I WANT BA NA NA!

Me: (Gets one) “Ok… here banana!”

Aidan: “No, not that one!”

20mins later.

Piranhas Don't Eat Bananas Aidan: “I like NA NA!

Me: (Gets same one) “Ok…  banana!”

Aidan: “Not that one!”

Sigh. An hour later

Aidan: “May I have banana!” Some tears.

Me: (Gets SAME one) “Ok… this banana?!”

Aidan: “Mmmmm… ok.” Peels himself, returns to smash toys into each other.

Being a Dad isn’t too hard.

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Blue Wren vs Fly

Ten Blue Wrens: And What a Lot of Wattle! Sitting on the deck with Jai (5.5 years young) in my lap, I wondered if I was going to snap a decent photograph of the blue-wrens about 3 metres away.

“Daddy, can you photograph that fly?”

I turn to photograph it, but as I do – the small blue wren flutters onto the deck, snaps at the same fly, it falls from its roost, and the bird snapped it right out of the air, swallowing it whole.

I couldn’t photograph that moment, it all happened so fast. But I did snap a few shots of the blue wren standing content after a quick feed.

Jai was still in my lap. As I am capturing the posing blue-wren, Jai starts blubbering….

“Oh dear, I am never going to see that fly ever ever ever again! {crying and wailing} I want that fly! Why didn’t you photograph it sooner?!” He is surprisingly articulate.

I shake my head and say “But dude, buddy, I got some great photos of the blue wren!”

“I don’t care about the blue wren! I want a photo of a fly!”

“Dude, There are ten trillion trillion trillion fly’s on the planet. Blue wrens are rare!”

The conversation ended as he went off crying. The blue-wren flew over and sat beside me and cocked his head to one side as if to say “Yeah, kids, they are not easy!”

Check out my shots below:

Blue Wren on Deck

Blue Wren Hunting Lunch

Blue Wren Sits Close

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