Adventures with the littles

After a telephone conversation with my sister during the week, I look out the window. You know that feeling, when their is only silence but the littles are around. Silence equals up to no good!!! And below is the scene that greeted me. I don't know are they budding Steven Spielbergs or budding pyromaniacs.

(Master H went through his pryromania stage during the summer, attempting on numerous occasions to burn the house down)!

Budding Spielbergs

All the diggers were line up in order with lines of flames so well done. Looked like a mini film set and they were oblivious to anything else but the task at hand. Thankfully, they were being guided by Master M who has an old wise head on his shoulders. Mr SAS man, and safety is paramount to him.

Autumn Fruit

Master H checking out the planes in the sky

It reminded me of my own carefree days as a child. Always in Famous Five mode and ready to find a tunnel that would lead to an island of mystery. Maybe it's a case of rose tinted glasses, but we spent most of our days gone in search of adventure. Hunger would finally bring us home. I love to see my own littles indulging in their own inate sense of adventure and childhood - and away from TV, and all the other electronic gizmos of the day!!!

Simple acts of love

I came home from college the last evening, to sleeping children, whom I hadn't seen since morning but this was waiting for me on the kitchen blackboard.

How simple a message and how powerful. Life can get so complicated and busy all the time, catching up on endless paperwork, worrying about financial security and worrying about worry. But Miss S really has it down to a T. Love, love love. A child's love -  so pure.

And then, our wonderful friends from California posted this to their blog. 

http://bluelily.squarespace.com/blue-lily-blog/2011/10/14/the-screaming-cold.html

I am truly blessed to have met the lillies, their praise, love and words of encouragement always lift me from whatever darkness  or self doubt I may be feeling.

There is so much to give thanks for today, 

1. The sun is shining in the sky

2. The love of friends and family

3. My health and the health of my family

Today, I have begun a gratitude book, which I intend to fill daily.

It's time to give thanks : - )

Master H with the Lalaloopsy's and Lego, wonderul combination!
 

Miss S practicing her piano, in the room of fun. Lillies be prepared
for your return visit. We shall have a concert!

Miss Ellie trying to take down Minnie, but it never happens

Miss T rocking her new fringe.

My Baby is 5!!!!!! How did that happen?

My little Master H turned 5 on Saturday. Quite the social butterfly since he started school he had no less that 14 people at his party - not one invite was turned down. But where have those years gone? Seems in the blink of an eye I was making his bottles, changing him, putting him down at night, and he fit into my arms quite snugly. Thankfully, he still loves snuggling, he allows me to change him (more time for play), and he loves his goodnight routine. Yet, I still miss his smallness.

So many mothers of another generation always tell me to cherish this time. It seems as I get older I truly understand what they are saying. Childhood is such a precious magical time, that can be taken for granted with the daily trudge of living.  So I am going to treasure this time as it passes, the little nuances, the sayings, the actions, the re-actions, the laughter, the tears, the tantrums, the magic.

BTW Maxi the Taxi Drive was found, hiding behind the TV. He is safely enclosed in his cage until his next escape. 

Maxi the Taxi Driver

I had this blog ready to publish and in adding the last piece ,....... aaaaaaahhhh it all went, vanished. Oh Lord. And so I begin, again....

Maxi the Taxi driver, our hamster, is missing. It was noticed after our return home yesterday evening, once the initial craziness had settled down. That craziness when you come in the door after work and school. Like they had been away from home for days on end, rushing to play with toys and explore.

None of the littles will own up to leaving the cage open. There were droppings found in the sitting room but after that the trail goes cold. Come back Maxi, we miss you : - (  I had grown attached to that ball of fur, as had Miss S.

Other goings on at Coole Park......