Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Smells Like Teenage Magpie Spirit

Arrived at the campsite to find God is already here ... see nature's own church steeple, right next to our tent -

I got grounded -

And Dave thinks he is the King of the Campers -

Seriously, how hot is my husband? -

Rocco sleeps in his cot in our tent ... he woke me up this morning by throwing his bottle at my head. He didn't miss -

Camping with a toddler is hard work. Camping with Rocco is beyond ridiculous. NO! NO! NO! Is all we hear, as he runs off every chance he can get. He is a wild, wild guy. I had to stop Dave from buying some fencing from the local hardware and building Rocco a holding pen. He and Tim cannot believe how much hard work Rocco is. I'm SO SMUG. "Welcome to my world." We all take turns in minding this slippery eel -

Just after this photo was taken he squirmed loose from my grip, ran straight into the pool, and fell over. With his head under the water. Dave wrenched him out and we all came back to our tents, freaked out -

Tim continues to be the Best Big Brother in all the land -

I'm still not right, but, at least I'm out in the world instead of hiding away. When I first arrived, Max took me on a "tour" - of all the birds. "Ok mum, so there's swoopy swoopsters, teenage magpies, and those crazy ones that don't blink." I asked how he knew the magpies were teenagers, he just looked at me like, duh! "Because. You can just tell."

There are no vultures.

But there's a big fat pelican who I'm a little disturbed by -


  1. You and your boys...what a wonderful sight. I would tell you how hot your husband is, but I'm kinda partial to my husband. :)

    Have a great trip, and let those teenage magpies and pelicans drive the vultures away.

    I don't know what's worse...little boys throwing themselves in swimming pools or little girls fake crying because they don't want to go to sleep.

  2. Yeah, about how hot your husband is... I think I've mentioned it a few times but said I would stop because I started to feel a little bit stalker creepy. I get to say it again though now because you brought it up - I think he's really fucking hot.

    Really glad to hear there are no vultures.

  3. I love that tree picture. So cool. And I love pelicans. They look so almost prehistoric. Glad your having a good trip even chasing the little guy. Maybe he'll be a ball player if he can peg you in the head with his bottle.
    Yes, your husband is totally hot.

  4. You sound better.

    The tree is way cool.

    Dave is a spunk.

    Rocco sounds like my Little Guy was - always on the move and always a Dangermouse (hey - he still is). Kudos to you for going camping with him. Not my fave activity let alone with a head-aiming-bottle-throwing-pool-jumping-toddler.

    The pelican is a dude.


  5. How come without makeup on you just look like a 12yr old boy? Me....I just look like shit!

  6. As a rule, I HATE CAMPING, but if I were to do it Eden style, I would reconsider :)

  7. Before I even scrolled down to see what you put under your husband's picture, I thought, "Damn, he's pretty good looking!" Great minds think alike ;) And then of course I saw how hot you are next to the pool with Rocco. Gorgeous!
    I'm glad you're starting to get grounded. I think we're all on that journey right now.

  8. So where are the pictures of the swoopy swoopsters and teenage magpies? I'd be interested to see them. :) Glad you had a blast and the vultures stayed away.

    Glad Dave finally got the chance to experience Rocco the way you do! BE SMUG!

  9. Glad to hear that you are having fun with your boys!

  10. Lovely pictures! I'm weeping with envy at your warm weather. Waaahhhh!

    Rocco and Sam should never, ever meet. I think if they did, they would destroy the world. I have never heard of two little boys more alike. Have a lovely time with the boys and the teenage magpies! You look beautiful!


  11. Looks like a fab trip! Rocco reminds me of my neighbour's boy - turn your back and he is gone!

    Hey love, thanks for your comment. All becoming a little real no? Thinking of you lots, and hoping the vultures stay away.

    Oh and a wag n walk? Only the best way to wear your mutts out for a good cause!


  12. I vowed to never, EVER go camping with a toddler.

    And I never did.

    The end.

    You're a brave, brave woman.


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