Ella & Charlie went off on an adventure to Puffing Billy last week. They were very excited when they set off from the house in the dark with packed breakfasts at 7a.m. They had to catch the tram into the city and then a bus to Belgrave in the Dandenong Ranges.
Here they are eating breakfast at Federation Square (very happy for 7:30 a.m.!!)
Grandad feeding the Cockatoos – a highlight for Charlie!
On the Train
Off We Go!!
Another Grand Prix has come and gone. It always seems we anticipate the event for so long with the transformation of the park into a racing circuit over the 3 months before and yet the weekend of the race goes by in the blink of an eye.
Here is Charlie out for ride on the circuit the weekend before the race
Charlie went in with Grandma & Grandad on Thursday despite the pouring rain.
Ella & Charlie both went in with Alan on Friday.
Charlie and Alan went back in on Sunday morning to enjoy the pre-race atmosphere.
Here is Charlie studying his map while he waited for the gates to open.
Alan was lucky enough to score 2 tickets for the Red Bull Grandstand/hospitality so he spent the afternoon being waited on with his friend Bryan.
Bryan & Alan kitted out in their Red Bull gear
Even in the supermarket last night, Alan managed to score a Mark Webber for Charlie!
Many of these photos belong in the pile “I meant to put that on my blog” so here are some photos from the last few months:
Charlie with Mack at a Cars Expo in Docklands
I’m enjoying my chocolate ice-cream (reward for bravery after his immunisations!!)
Ella waiting for her medal on the last day of Athletics
Ruby with Jess the guinea-pig
Out for a Stroll (day 2 of toilet training!)
Ella’s first school Excursion to the Beach
As a parent, how often do you marvel at the impeccable timing of children? On Saturday night Alan was out and I had a thumping headache so I decided to have an early night. I put my head on the pillow at 10 (ok that’s early for me) and at that moment heard a thud on the floor in the kids room. I found Ella had fallen out of bed but worse there was an overwhelming smell of vomit. Poor Ruby was sound asleep covered in it.
Once I cleaned her up she was unsettled for a few hours and had disturbed sleep through the night. As I lay with her beside me I could hear Ella shouting out in her sleep, obviously disturbed from her earlier fall. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, all the time aware of Ruby by my side.
I glanced at the clock periodically as Ruby woke with a sore tummy, each time thinking how close it was to morning and how my body craved hours more sleep. Alan came home around 2 and wanted to have a ‘chat’ about why Ruby was in our bed, a ‘chat’ I pointed out we could have in the morning. And so the night went on. When Charlie wandered through to me at 5 having wet his bed, all I could do was throw back the covers and let him snuggle into an already busy bed telling myself I would deal with it all in an hour when the other kids woke up.
I was so thankful for that hour as I ushered them all downstairs so as not to disturb a hungover Daddy and sleeping grandparents. We all cuddled up on the sofa to watch the Gruffalo until Grandad appeared at 7:30. Then the mayhem of breakfast in the Donaldson house took over and at the same time dealing with all the laundry generated from the night’s upsets. Timing, or lack of it, is obviously a child’s prerogative!