She's got her own special style.

About a week ago The Lil Miss came downstairs dressed in her usual shortish dress over pedal pusher style pants - this is pretty much what she would choose every day (or a long dress) if I did not subtly influence her into the more ordinary shorts and T's. And often the colours and patterns do not match in the traditional way  is slightly in the more bohemian style. Something like this:

Me: You look cute this morning.
She: Yeah, don't you know it's my own style.
Me: Really - you are so lucky to know what's your style. (wish I had that one sorted out in my  life)
She: Yes, I really feel lekker (great) in clothes that only I like.

Yesterday morning she was wearing pretty standard green cycling pants and top. I went upstairs to dress and as soon as I was came down, she went up again. It seems she felt the need to add to her ensemble. (a pink polka dot skirt with a net petticoat.)

I wonder where she gets her ideas from?

(I was wearing dark jeans with a green satin dress and chiffon wrap over.)

Playing along at:

and Say what? Wednesday at:

Want to read a good book? Go check out my review of Vinegar Hill by Manette Ansay at Cat's Bookclub.

Old friends - or as old as they get when you are all of 5 years old.

Playing along today with Cheryl and Angie:

Bastian and the Lil Miss - about 1 month and 6 weeks old. Dehlia and I did our post natal classes together with the two kiddos and my, have the years flown past. Our second "batch" is also close - her Lisa is just 3 months younger than The Boys.

B and the Lil Miss at his 5th Birthday party on Friday.

 
For the first time ever I have a little gem to share for "Say what" Wednesday at Missy's: (although this was Hunters' -not one of the kids')

While The Lil Miss and I went to her party and shopping on Saturday Hunter and The Boys spent some quality manly time together - playing cars and riding bikes etc. I left lunch to his discretion.

Me: Honey are they napping?
H: Yes, and they ate so well - finished all their food. (knowing that was the second thing I was going to ask)
Me: What did you have for lunch?
H: We had some lamb chops.
Me: Nice, and? (me waiting to hear something like bread or potatoes)
H: Pork sausages - they were yummy.
Me: Great and? (now waiting for some fruit or veggies)
H: Srambled eggs!
Me: What, only protein?
H: Yeah, we had a real mans lunch!

Wordful wednesday - On growing up and taking responsibility.

Playing with Angie for Wordful Wednesday....

She has been begging for a Kitty Cat ever since she was just a tiny tot. Poor kid - with a brother hugely allergic to cats, there is just no chance. Then she set her sights on goldfish, which we were planning to get by the weekend, to come home on Monday from school with a little animal project.

The 5 year olds were all given a silk worm "farm" to care for and observe. As she is a January baby and can therefore be set ahead a year in class (and was deemed responsible enough), she (as a 4 year old) were also given the opportunity. My, she is so thrilled with them and excited - it is just so cute! According to the letter they must take care of the worms themselves (under our supervision), try to draw the life cycle as they observe, make one silk item and see if they can keep the eggs to come out again next year. (To be honest, this is bringing back so many great childhood memories for me)

On Saturday morning I gave her her first chance to play a computer game. I am quite old fashioned where computers are concerned so I do not expose them too quickly, but she loved it. I was quite surprised how well she did with the mouse. She played the Tinkerbell dressing up game.

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I always want to play along with Missy on Wednesdays but can never remember the little bits of cuteness on a Wednesday. This one happened this morning - so by luck, I have one:

So she asks me:
A: Mommy are you a grown-up?
Me: Yes, well, I hope so.
A: I really hope so too Mommy.
I continue putting on my make-up and next she goes:
A: And Jesus is the biggest grown up ever!

Oh my sweet child, I love it how real Jesus is to her.