Squirmy - only human on humpday

Hi, long time no chat, i have missed you all but life is chaotic and i am not always able to write. I'm not always creative, I'm not always being thoughtful with my children's play sometimes I'm just extremely ordinary I'm sure you can all sympathise. Anyway hubby has a new job so yay! stability thy art my sanity.

So a few weeks ago i worked out i had a bit of a problem....i can't believe I'm sharing this but i have learnt a lot from the experience and as such I'm passing this story onto you all in the hope that other mums will A. feel sorry for me and B. feel ok if it happens to them and theirs. So I'm watching TV, in the evening as you do, i become very conscious of my bum, it feels, not itchy but squirmy?!!! and it didn't seem to stop.....think think think.....Oh MY &^%* WHAT no it can't be, maybe it could be? have i got worms?

these kinda worms are so much better

So what do i do next? my sister noni asks me on the phone when I'm relaying the story,
"did you go into a dark room with a mirror and a torch"
"you betcha i did" I'm laughing when I'm telling her because by then I'm worm free and can see the funny side.
not only that but my hubby catches me doing this and asks what the hell I'm doing, and can he help, i tell him to leave me alone and as i still can't tell weather i have worms or not i jump into the shower completely grossed out by myself. It gets worse and if your of a squeamish nature now is the time to skip ahead. So how did i work out for sure i had worms, whilst in the shower i decide i need to know one way or the other, so i investigate with my finger and yep i pulled out a worm. I freaked out big time, i screamed, and then hyperventilated for a while and then i began to really sob. I felt so dirty and revolting, i felt like id been kicked when i was down. Id been having a bit of a tough time emotionally and financially and to top it off my body just been playing hoast to a yucky parasite. And what a crappy mum i felt like as if i had it my children probably had them too, and how could i not have noticed.

Worming medicine is surprisingly easy to take, one tablet of chocolaty goodness and look out squirmy suckers your days are numbered.You must worm everyone in your family as the little blighters are highly contagious. I then became a poo inspector, inspecting every ones poos for signs of worm evictions. (except hubbys he is perfectly capable of inspecting his own). So Flynn and i were the only wormy houses, thank goodness and within 2 days we were cleansed. I suspect that we got them because Flynn's hygiene is not perfect and the first year in an school kindy daycare whatever is going to be health wise the year from hell. Apparently according to one pharmacist every one out in the big bad world should worm themselves at least once a year, just in case.

When i got over my self loathing i did some research, worms are extremely common, they can pass from person to person very easily and their eggs are amazingly tough even surviving in swimming pools! Remember that mums taking tots to swimming lessons. You can pick up worm eggs from toilet seats as well. You can not get worms from your animals a common misconception, they have different kids of worms. So if you get worms or your kids get worms, don't feel guilty these little creatures have perfected how to breed.

What to do, go to your chemist get some medicine then get your washing machine cranking. Everything bedding wise will need to be washed with a hot cycle and underwear pj too. I threw a bit of disinfectant into my softener as well for good measure. Vacuum your bedroom carpets clean your toilet, and shower. Shower don't bath for a few nights afterwards to make sure the eggs have been flushed away. And you can re take the tablets in a week or two if you think re-contamination may have occurred.

ok that's my squirmy story I'm sorry to share it but i think in the long run its better that every one is reminded that these little guys are around and they are horrible and yucky but it doesn't make you dirty, just unlucky. So im working on my sons hygiene practises and i hope your happy lovely nurse sister of mine who thought this story was amusing. Who was also proud of me for investigating my problem and encouraged me to write this tale.

love sassy

shopping game - thinking cap

The shopping game is one that flynn LOVES, infact he was begging and begging for me to spend some time playing this game with him today. We have played it alot this week, and i really like this game too, its a really good game to learn maths but also i think its teaching him the value of money, and an important lesson that money can only go so far and its also teaching him that somethings are really expensive and others are really affordable. Hopefully he will keep this game in mind next time were in te shops :)
so how do you play, very simple cut out lots of things from the junk mail, i like to pick somethings he will recongise from our weekly food shopping, other things like toys that he likes, clothes, tools and some really random things like a tent or car motor oil :) I then folded a few bits of alfoil to make some coins. We take it in turns to be the shop keeper and the customer, when the shop keeper has gained all the coins we ushally swap. We say what were looking for, "something for dinner" "something fun" "things to help me look after the dog/baby/cat" and the shopkeep points out a few things, we negotiate prices, coins are counted. Sometimes deals are made as flynn is very generous and likes to give things away for free, i advise him to do 2 for 1 deals or his shop will go bust.

Often i will leave the price on the cut out item so we can talk about how expensive or cheap  things really are, and this will be fantastic when hes a little older and i can get him to calculate the cost of the real items. We have played this in the past with a shopping list game by orchard toys, however Flynn seems to like this home made game as money is exchanged and he has more choice in what he can buy.  All in all i think its a great game and its lots of fun and the best part is he doesn't realise how much hes learning!

below is what he bought on his first round today, lots of fun things :)

straws n sand - treasures

I have let my kids have far too much screen time of late and a lot of the play lately has been Lego or kitten play or acting out painful smurf stories. Yesterday i dug over the sand pit and today i decided the needed to play outside again, so i took out some straws and pipe cleaners and plonked them in the sandpit. we planted trees and traffic lights made some roads, we bent some and made tunnels. Then i made some pretend birthday cakes these were very popular with both boys. I particularly like shoving the yellow leaves into the top of the straws for flames. And finally we made a castle and a big furry incy wincy spider and sang the song over and over again while Flynn acted it out with the pipe cleaner spider. So thanks to some straws and pipecleaners1 hour spend breathing in fresh air and using our imaginations, hooray!

when it all gets to much..... write a blog post?

when it's all too much...i withdraw, if your wondering where I'm at I'm in hiding, looking for jobs snapping at my kids, bluing with my hubby and weeping. Yeah life is not a party all the time, i know that oh do i know that at the moment. Its nothing monumental that has made me so sad, cranky and irritable. Its a distinct lack of money, its the lack of time to myself, its the lack of progress on the reno, it's those pesky people who want us to pay our bills, it's those frustrating people who won't pay our invoices. Its the lack of jobs available with flexible work hours, it's the stupid forms I'm filling out for jobs. Its the massive amounts of tax we pay! Its the horrid business of being a grown up that is dragging me down, crushing my spirit and making me not 'fun' anymore.

So when it's like this for me and its like this at the moment and it happens to coincide with a visit from auntie flow look out because I'm a crazy lady who might just bite your head off, pop a pen in your eye, or flop onto your shoulder in a mass of hysterical crying. OMG lady time you suck, and while I'm at it i hate all the ways we refer to our period. Rags, that time of the month (like I'm changing into a wear wolf or something), menstruation, period and little friend, i can tell you its no friend of mine.Ughh  and i hate that I'm the meanest to the people i love best and i can't seem to stop myself what is with that? Perhaps i should be locked up in a cage until the moon has changed?

I had a wonderful visit with a friend today and amongst all of the conversation she asked me a few things and i got to thinking that its all about my expectations. I know that in a day or two this hormonal creature will dissipate and i will be perky-ish again, but its also about focusing on what i want in life. And yes id like some new underwear that's not got holes in it or stretched elastic, but some of the things i really want i already have. I was reminded to that i should spend some time in the spaces that make me feel content and my garden is one of those places. Its a part of this renovation that is well underway, its a space I've carved out from scratch. My children like to play in this space, my cats like to hide in my garden sun baking and soaking up the serenity. So tomorrow thats what i intend to do act a little bit like my cat Zephyr and spend a bit of time in my garden im going to sit and sip my morning coffee, keep one eye on my kids as they munch there brekkie zombie like in front of abc kids and I'm going to watch the rain or if I'm really lucky the rain will clear up tonight and i can take in the sun.

I hope you all have a serenity moment tomorrow too where your breaths are deep and calm and contentment descends upon you. I hope you all have at least one friend like mine who loves you enough to listen. good night love sassy

Eli hiding in the garden, thats going to be me tomorrow

mini garland mobile - treasure

We were given this cool mobile maker from my sil and this week i came up with a fun colourful easy way to use it! Eli has moved bedroom, and the room he is in now is a lot bigger, and its got a lot more space, white space. I had some left over felt from other projects and i had this idea to make a boat mobile for him for ages, i finally got around to it and with the bigger white room it looks great.
I cut lots of little basic boat shapes out of the felt and then chain stitched three together at a time, i alternated the direction of the sail to make them balanced. Then i clipped them onto this do it yourself mobile. Colourful! Mobiles are really good for children's eye development and i think even a big 1 and a 1/2 year old enjoys drifting off to sleep looking at the pretty boats slowly spinning above his head.

Money Tree - only human

Money tree, money tree, where for art thou money tree?

I have searched for you high and low of late,

Ever elusive but I stay determined to the task.

I have been the seeker, faced the monster

and gone window to window looking for little signs.

Alas still you are not mine.



Money tree, money tree, where ever could you be?

The worries of my world weigh on my shoulders

Sleep vexes me, I flip and flop thoughts too dark and deep

I have seen the red, and counted the last few coins for bread

And gone over the numbers again in my head

Alas tree you are hard to find



Money tree, money tree, where did you go?

I have had seedlings before, quite delicate and small

But neglected they shrivelled and died

I have sacrificed, wailed, moaned and cried

And believe the mortgage is more mouthful than I can chew

Alas tree how I wish for thee



Money tree, money tree, where for art thou money tree?

The search is not over; I will track you and hunt you

In the meantime I’ll suck it up, be frugal and tight

And soldier on fighting the good financial fight

Alas tree your days are numbered

balloon tent - tresure

I am not in the greatest mood today but i don't want my mood to contaminate the boys so i came up with this for Eli. This is a simple but sweet idea, its perfect for my 1 year old. I have a play tent (if you don't have one a fort made from blankets would work great too) i filled it with a packet of balloons. The balloons weren't filled up heaps to conserve my breath, a packet can give you a bit of a head spin its a lot of puffing. I confess i was checking face book while blowing them up.

 Eli sat in the tent while i shoved more and more balloons through the little doors. Giggles, bit of clapping and a lot of 'ha ballloooon' from Eli. He sat there for a while with a very content smile on his face, he also had a lollipop as a reward, we had just got home from his swimming class, and so he thought he was the cat that had got the cream.

this is blurry white becauyse i was looking through the little window at the top of the tent.

balloons and lollypop = cheeky bliss face

I reminded him that you can bat balloons into the air, he then went a bit bonkers, scattering balloons every where stomping on them (falling over) and lastly leaping into the tent, adrenalin junkie with no regard for his own safety tile floors are not your friend little guy. Sweet and simple, in a few days time I'm going to ind sad shrivelled floppy fish balloons everywhere. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend love sassy .

Mr think im invincible!