Stuff kids say...

Before I get into the subject of today's post, I need to apologise. We had dinner with a friend last weekend, who told us that she really enjoyed our blog, but that we must be busy this year as the blog isn't as regular as it has been in the past. 

The year has been busy - stupidly so at times, and at this stage shows no sign of slowing down. We are hoping that a large part of that is the 'Brisbane effect'. It takes so long to get anywhere that weekends just seem to disappear. I seem to be spending a couple of hours extra away from home each day also due to the extra commuting requirements (Maybe Townsville wasn't that bad after all…!).

In any case, we are about to move to Wodonga, and we hope that we are able to find a few more hours in our collective weeks. The house we are hoping to rent is only 7-8 km from work, yet friends tell us it is out in the sticks! I remind them we are currently in Brisbane!

Back to the stuff kids say….

MacK still has occasional trouble with enunciating the letter 'l'. New words tend to be fine, but words that he started saying without the 'l' still don't come out quite right. His favourite cartoon character is Buzz Lightyear (of infinity and beyond fame), and he would wear the one shirt he has every day if he could. In MacK's vernacular, Buzz Lightyear becomes Buzz Ikea. Jane and I laugh every time we hear him, as we imagine a flat pack hero, saving the universe one allen key at a time!

MacK still crawls into bed between us at some stage each night, and generally settles for the balance of the night. A week or so ago he started asking for milk at about 2:30am. We tried to avoid getting out of bed, but he kept pushing the point. Jane told him there was no milk, to which he replied "Yes there is Mummy - it's in the fridge!" No dummy our boy…

He has a habit of correcting us regularly. In his swimming class we sing a song with lyrics that include "I'm a little pancake nice and flat". When he hears that now, he says "I'm not a pancake, I'm MacK". He is inclined to do this too if we ask him if he is hot, or cold, or anything else. No… I'm MacK!

When MacK was very small (he genuinely was small, once), Jane made up a rhyme to sing to him on the bed. If you get the chance to bounce with MacK on the trampoline, you should probably remember this one, as he now likes to bounce to it. It goes a little like this:

Boing - a - boing - a - boing - a - boo

MacK's a bouncing kangaroo

Bouncing here

Bouncing there

Bouncing around 

everywhere!