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.
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.
Now almost five, Jai cannot remember when he was Elvis, but I do. These days he enjoys writing his REAL name on every piece of paper he can find.
Me: What is your name?
Originally posted 9.March.2015 on Facebook
How times change as kids grow up!
Jai loves my made-up stories at bed time.
Last night he asked for a story about ‘Strong Yellow Digger‘. Since he has a new book entitled exactly that, I tried to remember it – but he wanted a different story with a strong yellow digger in it…
“So the same characters, but a different story?”
“YES, your story!!” He gets a tad hot tempered when tired.
I had to think fast, to ensure it met his standards – which are fairly high. I told one story about how digging holes was fun, but you had to be sure not to expose water or electrical pipes. He was happy, but wanted another.
This time his request was that the same four characters went camping. Sigh. Yet within seconds I had Digger, Bulldozer and Grader in raincoats that were tents for the drivers – and Roller supplied power for ovens, lights and laptops.
Jai is now asleep, no doubt dreaming of diggers!
About this time last year we made a BIG decision: To move our family to Kangaroo Island.
Explaining the benefits to each of our families actually didn’t take a lot, but there a few who had never been there.
Yesterday morning I videoed some of my morning walk. Because of the tranquillity of Kingscote, it required very little editing before upload!
Yesterday’s vlog shows one of the BEST reasons for our family relocation:
My morning walks will now be regular, particularly since I don’t have a 24/7 gym available. I had hoped for daily vlogs, but, well, kids.
My kids are not perfect, yet they are damn close!
At 10.45am this morning 21mo Aidan asked for food and milk (in a way that only Sarah and I understand), then got up and walked to the hall door.
He blurted a noise that sounded remarkably like “BED!” – so I walked him down to his cot. He reached onto our bed for his sleeping bag, and giggled as I put it on him.
Moments after I laid him down, his little eyes closed. The gorgeous little man really wanted to slee!
Probably because he had broken sleep last night when his older brother was screaming during his bath to remove toothpaste from his hair.
Kids may not be perfect, but they are sure are damn funny!
Jai leaned down and forward as I turned and took a step forward.
So, yes, technically I kicked him in the nose. He is going to live. As will his dignity.
Occurred and posted on Facebook: 20 November 2015. Jai would have been only 3.5 years old!