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Daniel and the laundry hamper

31 Jul

This is Daniel. It’s not Daniel being super silly, or Daniel all hopped up on sugar or something, this is just everyday Daniel doing everyday Daniel antics:

Yes, the house was messy.  The couch cushions were on the floor because the kids were having fun jumping on them and making forts with Aaron, and Daniel dumped out all the stuffed animals so he could use the hamper they were in.  But you know, that’s what happens when you have kids; the house is never ever clean.  Not for more than 30 seconds anyway….

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Boogers

26 Jul

Some days, with increasing frequency, Daniel doesn’t nap.  He just sits in his cot, playing and giggling for a couple hours.   Who am I kidding, I’m sure he’s not sitting, but more like jumping up and down, attempting to pull the curtains off the wall, tearing a book into tiny little pieces and then throwing them as far as he can, and/or shoving his hands down his pants and painting with poop on his cot rail.  I’m just lucky that he happily stays in there during nap time without actually napping.

“A booger.” I heard Daniel say to himself from inside his cot.  I was doing the dishes in the kitchen.  I stood still, listening.

“Picking my nose.”  Maybe he was talking to his toys.  I’m not really sure. “A booger!  Mommy, a booger, a booger!”  He clearly wanted me to go in his room and wipe the booger from his finger.

When he’s not in his cot supposedly napping, he walks up to me, holds his hand out and says “Mommy,” with an I-have-something-nice-to-give-you, sweet puppy dog-ish look on his face.  I hold out my hand so he can deposit something lovely in it.  Maybe he wants to share his snack with me? Or perhaps he’s picked me a flower.  He immediately wipes a booger on my hand whilst gleefully announcing “A booger!”

I did not go in his room to collect a booger from him though, I just ignored him and continued washing the dishes.  Going in means he will want to come back out with me, ruining any chance of sleep. After a short time, the calls of “booger” stopped.

I’m sure when his nap is over, I’ll find crusty, dried up boogers wiped all over his sheets or cot rail.  Oh well, better than poop.

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The wall of awesome

25 Jul

Everywhere the kids go, they seem to bring some sort of art or craft home.   They go to Sunday school, they bring home some art they made.  Playgroup: more art/craft.  Creche at the gym: paper with colouring on it. Preschool/daycare: art upon craft upon art times a million.

I love the kids’ art, but what are we supposed to do with all of it?  In our last place, the dodgy apartment, I found a solution: the wall of awesome.

And here is where I wanted to add a photo of the wall of awesome, but I can’t seem to find it. Sigh.  I know I took some.  The wall around Hannah’s craft table in our apartment was exposed brick, so one day I had the bright idea to blu-tac their artworks right onto the bricks.  It was a 2 for 1, the art brightened up the dull corner, and their works of art didn’t find themselves in the recycling bin.

When we moved, I wanted a new wall of awesome.  We do have exposed brick on one entire side of the house (on the other side of said brick is the other half of the duplex), but the layout doesn’t quite work with blu-tacing artwork.  The dining table is against the brick in the room where we keep the kids’ toys, so a wall full of their amazing works of art would look rather silly above the dining table.  On the other side of the room sits the kids’ shelves full of all their toys.  That wall, however, is a proper wall.  I know they say blu-tac doesn’t leave marks and all that, but they lie.  Every time I use it, I always seem to ruin the paint.

Instead, I got two cork boards and hung them with those removable hook things that aren’t supposed to leave marks.  I trust them slightly more than the blu-tac, plus we are talking about 4 spots in total, rather than 4 per picture.

I got the kind that is supposed to hold up to a kilo, just to be on the safe side, and put them up.  Ok, fine, I tried to put them up, got them incredibly slanted and not in line with each other, and had to get Aaron to do it instead.

They look ok, but not nearly as good as the wall of awesome in the old place.

Half of the wall of awesome.  More like the board of awesome....

Half of the wall of awesome. More like the board of awesome….

Until the other day when I heard a mighty bang and discovered one of the boards had fallen down.  The silly hook detached from it’s own sticker thing.  I could understand if it was the wall side, but the hook side? Ridiculous.

All that's left of the second board

All that’s left of the second board

I think I need something like this from A S Hanging Systems instead:

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There are no pushpins, so no little feet will accidentally trod on one and send the entire house deaf from screams.  The pictures/photos/artworks/craft can be changed and moved around since it’s a pocket system, and best of all, it won’t fall down.  Plus, how cool would this look when filled entirely with kid drawings, paintings, and patch works?

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The important job

23 Jul

Today, I am looking after a baby.

“Make sure she has her nap,” the mom told me.

“Ok, I’ll make sure.  What time does she nap?” I asked.

“She’ll tell you when she’s tired.  And when you have a snack, give Leah one too.”

“Ok.”

“If she runs out of her food, just make her some more and put it in this bowl.  Make sure you use this spoon.” She told me as she pointed to the baby’s own bowl and spoon.

“You need to close the blinds when she has her nap, she doesn’t like it too bright at nap time.”

“Ok.”

“If she gets sick, just put her to bed for  half an hour, and then she will feel better.  You might have to give her some medicine.  If she tells you she’s cold, please put her coat on.”

“Ok, in bed if she’s sick, coat if she’s cold.  Got it. Anything else?”

“Make sure you give her her favourite toy to play with,” she said as she gave me one of those plastic rings with other rings, attached.

“And she likes her dummy.  Don’t lose her dummy.”

“Ok, anything else?”

“I put her high chair and all the things you’ll need next to your desk.  Her cradle and her stroller, and her high chair, and all of her other things are there.  And don’t forget to get some new batteries so that she talks and tells you what she wants.  You’ll look after her really well, won’t you Mommy?”

“Yes Hannah, of course I will.  I will take good care of her while you’re at preschool.”

Leah and all of her things as put out for me by Hannah

Leah and all of her things as put out for me by Hannah

Leah in her high chair

Leah in her high chair

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Creationist in an evolution class

21 Jul

So, did completing a university class all about evolution make me discard my creationist beliefs in favour of the more popular theory of evolution?

image courtesy of Smithsonian

image courtesy of Smithsonian

Not. Even. Remotely.

“No scientists believe in Creation,” my lecturer said in one of the very first sessions “the only opposition to evolution comes from the uneducated.”

I should have put my hand up right then and there, but I didn’t.  I’m not sure why.  Maybe nerves.  Maybe because I didn’t want the possibly of being unfairly graded on assignments because of my beliefs.  I don’t know.  But I do know that there are plenty of university accredited biologists, physicists, chemists, etc. most with PhD’s, who believe in Creation.  There are at least two scientific journals written entirely by creation believing scientists (and I highly recommend Creation magazine, which is written so the non-science person can understand it).

As soon as I got home, I checked my textbook.  It at least it said that the majority of scientists believe in evolution.  Which is lucky, otherwise I would have been on the phone to it’s publishers causing all sorts of trouble.

We learned all about natural selection mechanisms like directional and disruptive selection, that lead to evolutionary change. In a lab, directional selection can be replicated artificially by breeding specific pairs of organisms.  Take fruit flies for example.  Scientists  picked out the flies with the most bristles on their abdomens and bred them together, repeating the process generation after generation until the bristle number increased dramatically.  They called this proof of evolution.

But is it really? We’re not seeing fruit flies turning into something else, they just have more bristles on their abdomens.  And the information for making bristles was already in their DNA.  It’s not something new.  Nothing has been added to their genome.

There are two different kinds of evolution though, micro evolution, and macro evolution.  Usually when people say evolution, you think the monkeys to man type.  That’s macro evolution.  But organisms are changing all the time.  You don’t need to be a rocket scientist to see that.  There are new flu shots every year because of new strains.  Certain dogs have been bred over the years to be smaller and smaller until finally we have a teacup Chihuahua.  But it’s still a dog.  That’s micro evolution.  The fruit fly example is also micro evolution. Creationists have no problem with micro evolution.  In fact, it’s expected when all of humanity came from a single couple and then later from a single family post flood.

It’s expected in animals too.  God told Adam to bring two of each “kind” aboard the ark.  That doesn’t mean that he needed to bring a pair of zebras and a pair of horses and a pair of donkeys, they are all the same “kind,” and they can interbreed with one another.

A Zorse (zebra/horse). Image courtesy of wikipedia

A Zorse (zebra/horse). Image courtesy of wikipedia

Similarly, one pair of dogs would have been aboard the ark, once pair of chickens, and so on.  Yet today we see heaps of different dogs and horses and chickens because they diversified, as they were intended to.  That certainly doesn’t prove macro evolution though, only micro evolution, which, as I said, is to be expected from a biblical point of view.

Speaking of the flood, science certainly doesn’t disprove a global flood.  We find fossils all over the world.  And how are most common fossils made? According to my text book, “the organism must be buried in sediment; then, the calcium in bone or other hard tissue must mineralize; and finally, the surrounding sediment must eventually harden to form rock.”  The process also has to happen “before the remains decay or are scavenged by predators,”  which means very quickly,  i.e. a flood.  I find it most interesting that practically every culture on earth has a global flood story.  All of the crazy and interesting rock formations can be explained by receding global floodwaters and the upheaval we read about during the flood in the Bible.

What about vestigial structures (structures that have “lost the ancestral function”)?  They say the anal/pelvic spur in some breeds of snakes is what’s left of ancestral legs.  The spur is connected to a pelvis.  But the spur is used in mating and also in fighting.  So it does have a use, and saying that legs once grew from said pelvis is a merely a guess.  Also, breeds of snakes with anal spurs are constrictors.  I wonder if the pelvis helps them with their constricting process somehow? It’s not like anyone’s removed a snake pelvis and anal spurs to find out how it would affect the snake (and I don’t recommend it either, that would be pretty cruel)

Let’s pretend for a second that the snakes did once have legs.  According to natural selection, an organisms fitness determines which direction evolution will take.  Basically, if a trait is advantageous, those in possession of the trait will live long enough to breed and therefore the next generation will show more of the desired trait.

Since macro evolution is said to take millions of years, the loss of limbs would take quite some time.  They would need to get gradually smaller and smaller until they were gone.  But how is that advantageous?  If a snake had only half sized hind limbs, it couldn’t walk that well, if at all, but it couldn’t really slither well either, so why would that mutation continue to live on? Wouldn’t those half-legged snakes get predated on more and in turn, not survive long enough to produce offspring, significantly lowering the fitness of the trait, making natural selection select for something else? (a common misconception amongst the layperson is that all organisms of a particular species evolve into something else.  I.e. why are there still apes if man evolved from apes? According to evolution, only some members of a given species would evolve into other species and organisms, even branching out into a couple or more different organisms, meaning that there would still be the ape, but some would eventually evolve into man, although with many organisms, the originals are said to have died after some time. If you believe that kind of thing).

Natural selection leading to evolutionary change makes perfect sense when we’re talking about micro evolution, but when we’re talking about macro evolution, it doesn’t make sense at all because when you get an in between organism, it’s not advantageous, and therefore wouldn’t be selected for.  Plus, we’re talking about many, many mutations which just so happen to compliment each other over millions of years in order for the eventual animal to be realised, with some things, such as wings,  multiple times in different animals. Hardly seems likely.

I remember my lecturer saying “and what does a plant do when it needs nitrogen? It evolves a way to get it.” Like the genes themselves have the intelligence to transform themselves they way they need to go.

We were shown the infamous cladogram of horse evolution which shows that horses originated from a very small, 4 toed thing, to what we see today.

Horse evolution?

Horse evolution?

The top horse and second horse could easily be the same kind.  Don’t let the tail fool you, it’s just their depiction.  As it is, the modern day horse has about a foot of bony tail that all the long hair grows off of.  With a proper tail drawn on, because, let’s face it, the drawings are only interpretations of the bone structure, the difference is minimal.  Who is to say from some bones that the other three are the origin of horse? Isn’t it completely likely that they are entirely different animals? So many animals have become extinct throughout the life of earth, why wouldn’t the “first horses” instead be a fossil of some other extinct animal?  Besides, if we’re going off similarities, the Eohippus is way more like this one, which still lives on today, so why was it lumped with the horse only based on some fossils? (I’m not saying the Hyrax came from Eohippus, I’m just making a point):

Image courtesy of Flickriver

Image courtesy of Flickriver

Evolutionists argue that because of the layers of earth the fossils were found in, we can conclude that one evolved from another.  Can we really trust the “fossil record” though?  In north-eastern Oregon, the three-toed Neohipparion and one-toed Pliohippus were found in the very same layer. They say that the layers of earth correspond to different time periods, but there have also been many instances of animals, and trees found upright, some even upside down, through many different layers that represent “millions” of years. All that the supposed “horse” fossils prove is that an organism with those particular bones lived a long time ago.  All the rest is merely speculation, assumption, and interpretation.

The closeness of our genomes with that of other organisms is another major argument of evolution.  From a creation viewpoint though, it makes perfect sense: one creator, similar functions of structures, similar DNA sequences, etc.  If you design a forearm in one creature that works really well (and of course it would, this is God we’re talking about), why would you change it just because you’re making a different creature?

Homologous structures. Image courtesy of idc

Homologous structures. Image courtesy of idc

When you get right down to it, we’re all made of the same thing.  Not just us, but everything.  Elementary particles.  Everything is made up of elementary particles.  When you make a large house with lego, it looks like a house, and (depending on how much detail you put in), functions as a house.  When you make a car out of lego, it looks like a car, and functions like a car.  But when you take it all apart, the blocks are all the same.  It’s the same with us.  Not because of evolution and a big bang, but because we’re all designed and created by the same thing. God.

On origins of the earth, it all comes down to the same thing.  But how did that get there?  That can be either God, or the non-living matter that went bang.  Either way, we are talking about something supernatural.  Life out of non-life.  Why is it so much harder to think the supernatural was God, rather than a big bang that brought life out of the non-life?

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Why I started university

19 Jul

Those of you who have been reading my blog for a while know that I started university this year.  I may be 30 years old, but never in my life have I attended uni.  I always knew I’d be a stay at home mom, so what was the point? I’d get in a whole lot of debt just to work for a couple years and then be at home?  Instead, I did a one year photography course at TAFE.  Ok, so that was mostly to be able to stay in this country, but not the point.

I didn’t think about what would happen when my eventual kids started school.  I guess I assumed I’d still be at home, cooking and cleaning and maintaining everything (FYI, this is not Aaron’s expectation of me or anything, just what I always assumed for myself, and how I always thought I’d live my life). But I didn’t really think about it.  I didn’t think about how mundane life as a stay at home mom really is.  Don’t get me wrong, I love being with the kids and I love nurturing them and caring for them, but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s often mundane.  I’m lucky that I have things to do everyday; the gym, bible study, playgroup, and the kids go to daycare/preschool twice per week too.  When they are both at school though, I will be so bored here by myself all day, with no conversation and no interaction with other people.  Plus there is only so much cooking and cleaning a person can do in a day.

Maybe if I were an introvert, I would thrive on being at home all day on my own 5 days a week.  But I’m not an introvert.  Staying at home all the time drives me nuts.  I do enjoy being on my own for kid free days twice per week, but I would not want that 5 days a week.

Needless to say, I needed a plan.  I don’t want to end up in a mindless job just because it gets me out of the house when the kids are at school.  I get bored too easily.  I could do photography again, but that was never something I wanted as a career anyway.  I like it as a hobby, doing it professionally takes the fun out of it.  Plus after breaking my wrist, even 5 minutes of photo taking with my big, heavy DSLR sends my wrist to the pain zone.

I also wanted to start using my brain now before it turns into mush from under use.  Talking to a 4 year old and an almost 2 year old all day is not exactly high intensity cognitive stimulation.  The solution: University.  My chosen course, part time, will take me 6 years to complete.  I get to use my brain whilst still a stay at home mom, and soon after the kids start school, I will be finished with my degree and can get a brain stimulating, part time (preferably during school hours) job, which will also help us pay off the mortgage faster.

I’ve always been interested in science, especially biology.  I remember when I was in 9th grade my class somehow received a grant to use equipment from the Fred Hutch Cancer Research centre.  As a 9th grader, I spliced a gene from one organism into another, turning a colony of white bacteria blue.  Don’t ask me how we did it, I can’t remember, but we did.  I thought nothing of it at the time, I mean it was only bacteria, but these days, how far will they go with genetic engineering?

I decided against a degree in biology for that very reason.  I had a look at jobs online and found that most biology jobs entailed some degree of GE, which I’m not quite sure how I feel about.  I know I don’t like it in food, but I’m not sure about for medical purposes, and where there is technology such as that, there is always room to go too far.

Instead, I applied for uni with Forensic Science as my first choice.  With that degree, I could use science to catch bad guys.  Awesome.  All of the other 8 courses in my preferences list were also science based.  What can I say, I like science.

Just before the early offers came out, I received an email. If I changed my first preference to Sustainable Agriculture and Food Security, I’d not only get an early offer, but also a scholarship.  I had one day to decide.

I hadn’t really thought a lot about Sustainable Agriculture and Food security prior to the email, it was just on my list because the title sounded interesting and it was a science course.  I started looking into it, liking it more and more with everything that I read.  There was even a program about sustainable agriculture on TV that night.  I stayed up late to watch the whole thing, fascinated.

I wouldn’t change my first preference solely to get a scholarship, but without that email, I wouldn’t have looked into the course.  I did change my preference, and I haven’t looked back.  This course is right up my alley, combining gardening (large and small scale) with science.  I love both.

The more I read about genetically modified food, the more I am against it.  Right now, the big agriculture companies, such as Monsanto (also the company responsible for agent orange), are at the forefront of “sustainable agriculture” solutions.  All of their solutions, though, involve genetic engineering (and for those of you who don’t really know about genetically engineered food, I’m not talking about selective breeding, I’m talking about putting the genes of bacteria, viruses, or even scorpions into plants to get desired traits, such as glyphosate tolerance and insect repellant). With my degree, I hope to help with food shortage solutions that have nothing to do with genetic engineering.  I hope to fight for the health of people world wide.

There are hundreds of students at my university alone doing forensic science, but sustainable agriculture? 11.  There are only 11 of us.  With this degree, I could actually make a difference.  I know I made the right decision, and I am so grateful for that random email.

A few weeks ago, I finished my very first semester of university.  In a couple weeks, uni starts up again.  I took two classes, Biodiversity, and Scientific Literacy, both of which are required for all science degrees, not just mine.  I thought I would struggle in biodiversity as the entire class is about evolution, how the diversity of organisms on earth came to be, according to evolution.  Why would I struggle with that? I don’t believe in evolution.  I am a creationist.  That is no reason to stop reading my blog or to hate me, you are entitled to your beliefs and opinions, and I to mine.  I don’t dislike people just because they have different beliefs to me, that is silly.

It was a hard class, not because of my creationist views, but because it was a hard class.  Lots of people failed.  In the mid-semester test, the average score was just above 50%.  I didn’t struggle though, I understood all evolutionary mechanisms thrown at me, and I got a high distinction (A).  I’m not telling you that to brag, I’m telling you that so you know I clearly understand evolution.

Did that understanding change my views? Did it convince me to believe in evolution? You’ll have to read my next post to find out.

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Ensuring nutrition in picky kids

18 Jul

“You make yucky dinners, Mommy.” Hannah told me last night.

“You don’t know they’re yucky because you don’t actually try them.” I told her.

“I do know they’re yucky, I can smell the yucky.  You make yucky dinners.  Why can’t you make yummy things for dinner?”  And by yummy, she means plain pasta with a bit of cheese, Vegemite sandwiches, or crackers.

Hannah’s lack of a varied diet is something we struggle with every single day.  For a long time, our rewards chart system was working wonders.  If she tried her dinner, she would get a magnet on the rewards chart.  A week of trying her dinner entitled her to a reward that we predetermined together.  Sure, she would just take the one bite, and half the time gag and gag whilst making hideous why-are-you-torturing-me-this-is-the-most-disgusting-thing-I’ve-ever-eaten-in-my-life faces, but for us, that was progress.  We thought that if she tried things often enough, one day, she might actually come to like them.

She does eat fruit, carrots, and frozen pea, corn and carrot mixes (she will only eat them if they are frozen) occasionally.  Meat, on the other hand, is non-existant in her diet.  No fish, no beef, no pork, not even chicken, apart from the occasional nibble she will take out of a chicken nugget.

Consequently, we’ve been giving her a nutritionally complete powder mixed with her milk after breakfast so that we know she is getting some protein and iron in her diet.  She thinks she is getting a treat, since we got the chocolate flavoured powder, and we get peace of mind, knowing that she is not going to be malnourished.  It’s a win-win. (Some are not suitable for children, check the label to make sure).

Oh my goodness, I can get this in pudding form?!   Um...yes...for Hannah....

Oh my goodness, I can get this in pudding form?! I do love pudding….

One such nutritionally complete powder, Ensure, is available pretty much world wide, and comes in many forms.  Like pudding.  Yes, pudding.  So if you have a kid who doesn’t like to drink stuff, but loves desert, you can just give him/her some pudding. Brilliant.

Ensure can also be used to help manage constipation (the very reason we got a powder with extra fibre for Hannah), after surgery when the patient can’t have solids, for people who can’t chew properly, as a post-exercise drink, and has many other uses as well.

Of course, obtaining all of your nutrition from fresh, healthy food is ideal, but that’s not always possible, especially in kids and elderly people, so having an alternative is wonderful, and often, life saving.

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Wipe

14 Jul

“Mommy, ______!” I heard Daniel calling from his bedroom during nap time.  I couldn’t hear exactly what he was saying, but from the tone, I thought it might actually warrant checking on him.  He’d been in there for an hour, but judging from all the chatter, laughing, and toys banging, hadn’t slept a wink.

I paused the science-y youtube video I was watching whilst doing the dishes (because if you’re going to do the dishes, you might as well watch something on the ipad at the same time so it’s not so mindless and boring) and put my ear to his door.

“MOMMY I NEED A WIPE!!!!!!!!”  He yelled.

I couldn’t think of a single situation in which needing a wipe during nap time could possibly be a good thing.

As I opened the door, he held his hands out over the cot rail to show me, and then told me that he wasn’t wearing any pants.  Indeed, he wasn’t.  He was wearing a nappy though. At least that’s something, especially considering the smell that assaulted my nose as soon as I stepped into his room.

Here we go again.  This time, I immediately knew why he wanted a wipe.  I had no grand illusions about him getting into chocolate or Vegemite.  I knew those outstretched arms and parted fingers were indeed covered in poop.  Not from a leaky nappy, or a number three, but from my silly little boy shoving his hands down his nappy after doing a poop.  You’d think he would have learned his lesson last time, but no….

After disinfecting him, I went back to the scene of the crime to assess the damage.  There on the bed, sat his socks, covered in poop.  How exactly do socks bear the brunt of a poop incident?  The cot itself had a little bit of poop on the bars, clearly from him holding on as he called out to me.  The sheets had the tiniest bit of poop.  But the socks?  Covered in it.

I can only deduce that he thought socks bore a mighty resemblance to towels and used them in to clean his hands.  They would have already been off of his feet, he takes them off every singe nap time. Judging by the amount of poop on the socks, he did a pretty good job, but in the wiping process, smeared the little bit that remained on his hands all over them.

Seriously Daniel, please stop putting your hands down your pants!

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Disney On Ice

11 Jul

In every direction, the view was the same – little girls dresses as princesses.  Never before have I seen so many princess dresses.  Or little girls for that matter.  Next to me, Hannah blended right in with her Cinderella,  Ariel, and Snow White (at least I think it’s Snow White) dress that she got for her birthday from Grandma less than a week ago.

Not only was she wearing a princess dress, but she also brought her Ariel doll.

Not only was she wearing a princess dress, but she also brought her Ariel doll.

Welcome to Disney on Ice, the show pretty much every single little girl in the Western world wants to attend. After we got some ice cream, in place of the expensive snow cones or popcorn in Disney character cups or buckets, we found our seats.

waiting for the show to start

waiting for the show to start

We got there early because I didn’t know how long it would take to pick up our tickets, wait in line for the bathroom, and find our seats.  Turns out it didn’t take that long.  Not to mention my lack of navigating skills.  Despite having a GPS thing in the car, I tend to get lost anyway, so I had to leave time for potential lost-ness too.

“Is it starting yet?” Hannah would ask me every 30 seconds.  Or “Are the princesses coming out yet?”

Next time I’ll have to bring snacks to occupy her whilst we wait.  I assumed outside food wouldn’t be allowed, but it was, as were water bottles, cameras, and even video cameras, all of which are great when going somewhere with kids that requires lots of sitting and being relatively quiet.

Hannah sat on my lap for the entire two hours, enjoying almost every minute of the show.  She did have her own seat, but a tall guy was sitting in front of her, so my lap provided a much better vantage point.  By the last 20 minutes she was asking when it would be finished, but to hold her undivided, not bored, completely enjoying it attention for an hour and 40 minutes is flabbergasting.  I don’t think I’ve seen her sit still that long ever.  Except when she’s strapped in a car seat or on a plane, but I’m talking about voluntarily.  I’m not even sure if she was asking because she was getting bored, or because she was just really excited about the after party.

Watching the princesses dance around on the ice, Hannah’s face lit up.  Her grin spanned from ear to ear.  I brought my digital SLR camera along to get some photos, but I was enjoying the show too much to actually take many.

Whilst the kids are engrossed in the story, dancing and sparkly costumes, the adults can appreciate the complicated spins, jumps, and lifts the cast do all whilst lip syncing their lines and songs.  Ok, fine, I really liked the sparkly costumes too.  There was even a big fire breathing dragon costume occupied by 3 or 4 people.

The whole show was spectacular.  The choreography was amazing, the costumes were fantastic, and the props were awesome too. It all went together perfectly and the 2 hours flew by.

disney on ice princesses and heros

The end of the show

Lucky for us we were also invited to attend a VIP party after the show.  Not that I’m a VIP, but I can pretend for an afternoon.  Amongst footballers and their families, and media personalities with theirs, were a handful of bloggers like me.  There were little sandwiches, muffins, cupcakes, and even a candy bar.  Not like the american idea of a candy bar, as in one Twix or something like that, I mean like a bar full of candy.  Lots of giant jars filled with different sugary treats with scoops and boxes to put them in to eat or take home.  A candy buffet.  Yum.

There were princesses painting the kids’ faces and making balloon flowers.  They even played pass the parcel.  Best of all though, they got to meet Snow White.  The actual Snow White who was in the show.  And one of the dwarfs, we can’t forget about the dwarf. Hannah was ecstatic.  She got all shy at the last moment though, so I went with her.

snow white

My shy girl.  Gotta love the hand in the foreground trying to direct Hannah to look at the camera.

We met Annika, from Northern Beaches Kids Guide when she was sitting next to us during the show, and she was kind enough to take our photo with Snow White.

All in all, we had a fabulous time.  Hannah is still raving about it, and I’m sure she will continue to for many weeks to come.  She is even planning to put on her own Disney on Ice show tonight.  Sans ice, of course. I’m supposed to play Ursula.

If you have kids who love Disney princesses, I highly recommend going to Disney on Ice Princesses and Heroes.  It’s only on in Sydney until the 14th of July, before showing in Perth 19-22 July, so be quick!  And kids, don’t forget to wear your princess dresses.

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Big mess

10 Jul

“Choo-choo!” I looked over at Daniel.  He was laying on his side playing with his wooden train set.  He seems to think playing trains is best when laying on his side.  It’s his go to train playing position.  I smiled to myself at his cuteness and went back to washing the dishes.

“Big mess,” I heard him say a few minutes later.  As I turned around, he wiped his hands on the carpet and then stood back up, arms outstretched in front of him, staring at his hands.

What has he gotten into? I thought to myself. I didn’t leave any of Hannah’s paints or pens out.  Did he find some chocolate? Oh goodness.  No, please, not that.

But it was.

“DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I yelled to Daniel as I practically flew around the kitchen counter to where he stood, staring at his poopy hands.

poofingers

“AARON, I NEED HELP!” I couldn’t help but yell, this was a dire situation.

His fingers were saturated in poop. The carpet bore streaks of poop where Daniel had wiped his hands, and somehow, there was a little mound of poop on a train track, with some scattered fragments  on another piece of track. Thank goodness we have a bathtub. And disinfectant.

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