MacK’s first baby tooth popped out last night. It started to
loosen a week or two ago, and the replacement has already broken through. The
big question of course is how much the Tooth Fairy pays out these days, Back
when I was young (and for Jane too) the going rate was 20 cents. I don’t think
that would cut it today, but the Tooth Fairy isn’t made of money either!
In the end we decided a gold coin was suitable…
I am about to head away to South Australia on exercise for
the better part of two months. Coincidentally, they are the best two months to
be in Darwin from a climatic perspective, and absolutely the worst two months
of the year to be stuck on a plain in view of the Bight. Already overnight lows
are dropping to -10 degrees when wind chill is factored in. Jane would tell you
that is suitable penance for me leaving her… All I know is that I have packed
all my extreme cold weather gear.
In farm news, we are about to order a bunch of citrus trees
that we will plant in September when we head to the farm. We have a mixed bag
of varieties from mandarins to limes (including finger limes), oranges and
grapefruit. In a couple of years we will be set for everything from marmalades
to preserved lemons for savoury cooking – oh, and lemons and limes for gin,
vodka and mojitos… Not that it is all about the late afternoon tipple, but that
deck is just perfect for a cool refreshing beverage whilst sitting in a hammock
late in the afternoon…
MacK is enjoying school. His learning is going ahead in
leaps and bounds, and he never ceases to amaze. The language he has at his
command is extensive, and I am not sure if it is a result of the school
education process (great if it is), or the assimilation of the hundreds of
books we have read with him. Either way, he is very articulate, and never
forgets a thing (could become a problem in the future).
I was laying with him a couple of weeks ago when he rolled
over and told me he wanted to make a soup. He asked “if we roasted some onions
and some garlic, and then mixed those with some other roast vegetables, and
poured some chicken stock over it, would that make a nice soup?” I told him
that it would make a fine soup, and he then added “and if we used herbs, would
we add them for flavour or just for decoration?”
What chance he won’t be a foodie in the future…
He is a cheeky little monkey too. We were playing with a
ball in the swimming pool recently, wrestling it off each other. I gave him the
ball, and then told him that I was coming to get the ball off him. His
response:
“Not this time, old man!”
Apparently it is a line from a movie.
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