<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436</id><updated>2012-01-25T09:08:14.447+11:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='tshirt prints'/><category term='tools'/><category term='whinge'/><category term='outside'/><category term='beach'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='christmas stockings'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Squirreling'/><category term='how to'/><category term='space party'/><category term='garden'/><category term='fires'/><category term='twins'/><category term='solstice'/><category term='Change'/><category term='sewing projects'/><category term='Month of kids art'/><category term='Peter Pan'/><category term='nan'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='half christmas'/><category term='fashion pledge'/><category term='dress ups'/><category term='easter'/><category term='bike'/><category term='renovating'/><category term='just a big ol&apos; whinge'/><category term='cool stuff'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='fairy door'/><category term='family'/><category term='saving'/><category term='concert'/><category term='crochet'/><category term='kids craft'/><category term='learning'/><category term='cars'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='sport'/><category term='make do mend'/><category term='traditions'/><category term='great parks'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='harry potter party'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='party'/><category term='Sewing Tips'/><category term='size'/><category term='kid'/><category term='beads'/><category term='first'/><category term='Art'/><category term='school'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='life'/><category term='crazy ideas'/><category term='footy'/><category term='movie'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='bargains'/><category term='baby'/><category term='craft'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='food'/><category term='favourites'/><category term='play'/><category term='MOTY'/><category term='educational'/><category term='markets'/><category term='health'/><category term='Event'/><category term='sunday funday'/><category term='fathers day'/><category term='Mums'/><title type='text'>lil red squirrel</title><subtitle type='html'>My lil journey through life, sewing, shopping, crafting and raising three little boys.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>924</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1706675918988484464</id><published>2012-01-23T20:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:56:30.254+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>identify</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In a sea of green bags at school it is important to be able to identify yours. This is even true when there are three in the car. To combat this I have had this idea tumbling around in my head for a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hpc5gOC9nuI/Tx0pfv1keMI/AAAAAAAAHMY/bXBnX7cF0_s/s1600/IMG_2248.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hpc5gOC9nuI/Tx0pfv1keMI/AAAAAAAAHMY/bXBnX7cF0_s/s400/IMG_2248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700758328714754242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my favourite material of the moment - vinyl I was simply going to do this on the embroidery machine - but 2 layers of vinyl, it does not like, so I had to defer to more manual methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6C8MPdW1oo/Tx0pe74LYxI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/u9Q0eB5SgzQ/s1600/IMG_2231.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6C8MPdW1oo/Tx0pe74LYxI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/u9Q0eB5SgzQ/s400/IMG_2231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700758314767049490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I printed out the kids initials from the computer and literally traced them onto the vinyl. Witht the black I left the paper on and sewed through it. I experimented with different stitches and stitch lengths, but a simple straight stitch at 2.5cm seemed the best. My freestyle sewing got better as I went along, but I have to say I wished I had named them all with straight letters - I, L T?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-QDshyFa8Y/Tx0pei4yg-I/AAAAAAAAHMA/UHX0mpXO9B0/s1600/IMG_2249.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-QDshyFa8Y/Tx0pei4yg-I/AAAAAAAAHMA/UHX0mpXO9B0/s400/IMG_2249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700758308058727394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The finished project - a tag to hang of their school bag and a few other simple bags - and colour coded for the twins.&lt;div&gt;I bought the vinyl for lunch bags. I didn't want the commercial style insulated bags and having bought sandwich boxes decided to make my own. Essentially I wanted like a fold over paper bag style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8EpzL3eA5E/Tx0pd8rL9mI/AAAAAAAAHL4/pQn91S-7kxM/s1600/IMG_2202.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8EpzL3eA5E/Tx0pd8rL9mI/AAAAAAAAHL4/pQn91S-7kxM/s400/IMG_2202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700758297801127522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the pattern made (not a ruler in sight!) I transferred this onto the vinyl and went for it. I was concerned about the wide sides folding out, so I put a little tuck in the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-JaaL3G49Y/Tx0pdsmTHyI/AAAAAAAAHLo/GBb_ENGgvBw/s1600/IMG_2255.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8-JaaL3G49Y/Tx0pdsmTHyI/AAAAAAAAHLo/GBb_ENGgvBw/s400/IMG_2255.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700758293485657890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They still need velcro but I am pretty happy with them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1706675918988484464?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1706675918988484464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/identify.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1706675918988484464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1706675918988484464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/identify.html' title='identify'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hpc5gOC9nuI/Tx0pfv1keMI/AAAAAAAAHMY/bXBnX7cF0_s/s72-c/IMG_2248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3682102485273699438</id><published>2012-01-22T16:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T16:28:56.532+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGXbZCHJ7rQ/Txud3AXypuI/AAAAAAAAHKU/IjWnVqTbBGA/s1600/IMG_2230.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGXbZCHJ7rQ/Txud3AXypuI/AAAAAAAAHKU/IjWnVqTbBGA/s400/IMG_2230.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700323321685649122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today has been lovely - like one of those days you see in a sitcom about happy families. We mucked around and all had breakfast together and then headed out for a ride. With the twins now both of training wheels, we can travel at a decent speed and its fun. We actually did a 10k circuit today, punctuated with the obligatory icecream - but it was great.&lt;div&gt;Home all sweaty and we blew up a paddle pool and the kids had great fun in that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xandy and I made Lego he got yesterday and we sat enjoying slurpees watching a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My only request - more days like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3682102485273699438?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3682102485273699438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3682102485273699438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3682102485273699438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/together.html' title='Together'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGXbZCHJ7rQ/Txud3AXypuI/AAAAAAAAHKU/IjWnVqTbBGA/s72-c/IMG_2230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1361427005797816829</id><published>2012-01-21T20:56:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:11:54.529+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Getting ready....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUPeGNa-ofQ/Tx0wEOppgLI/AAAAAAAAHNA/71wG2Riv3mM/s1600/IMG_6465.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUPeGNa-ofQ/Tx0wEOppgLI/AAAAAAAAHNA/71wG2Riv3mM/s400/IMG_6465.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700765552531308722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With my little boys starting school in 2 weeks, I need to get a few things ready. I have all their books and uniforms but it is the little things - and I know from last time that these are the things that can take some time. Today I spent my time printing and ironing on labels and sewing smocks and library bags for each of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boys will be in the same class this year and to help the teachers I am trying to colour code them - it will help a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;litlle&lt;/span&gt;. Spencer is red and Benji is blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this fabric from Spotlight. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gingam&lt;/span&gt; style print is a drill and contrast sleeves are from a lighter poplin or similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vMFgDMG5pd0/Tx0wDYNPK_I/AAAAAAAAHM0/BZEF_tSGuCA/s400/IMG_6468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700765537916627954" /&gt;At our school there are quite strict rules on what the art smock can be - no plastic, no shirts, full back - which essentially means home made. There are some you can buy at school but they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; very nice. The front is usually rubber backed curtain fabric to protect their clothes better. This time I didn't do that - drill will do. There really were no fabrics that were going to work for twins, and also to have longevity of school life. Alexander is in a pirate one which at 8 is already a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;juvenile&lt;/span&gt; for him. Even though his is now looking way to small, it seems I have no inclination to remake him one - but more focus on the real need at this time. &lt;div&gt;I decided not to put elastic in the sleeves as I found they balloon out and end up in the paint - but instead I folded them up 3 times and did a couple of stitches. This should hold til the end of the year when no doubt they will need to be let down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The library bags are simple drawstring with the left over fabric. I bougt 1.5m of the drill and 70cm of the plain and there was ample down the side for the bag. I appliqued this on using double sided interfacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wbCCaPiVk0g/Tx0wC_e6wCI/AAAAAAAAHMo/_LgqDxH22RE/s400/IMG_6457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700765531279900706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They look cute here but I just know they will find a way to get dirty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1361427005797816829?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1361427005797816829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1361427005797816829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1361427005797816829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/getting-ready.html' title='Getting ready....'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FUPeGNa-ofQ/Tx0wEOppgLI/AAAAAAAAHNA/71wG2Riv3mM/s72-c/IMG_6465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8328184733845796776</id><published>2012-01-20T16:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T16:35:13.935+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Really really early</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcWuZwJsG-g/TxufHNIqahI/AAAAAAAAHKg/REXThkMmATE/s1600/IMG_6472.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcWuZwJsG-g/TxufHNIqahI/AAAAAAAAHKg/REXThkMmATE/s400/IMG_6472.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700324699501390354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am really early for next christmas. I cant be late for the one just passed as I only just bought the fabric - on sale of course. Rather than my usual trick of putting it away as fabric until December when everything goes mental - I made the intended projects and will put away three christmas pillow cases until December and then the boys can fill their dreams with the Christmas spirit. &lt;div&gt;This is simple christmas cotton that Spotlight is throwing out for $2 or $3/m. I got 1.5 to make 3 pillowcases. The Christmas print is the full width of that fabric so I needed a contrast fabric. I had bought this one for table cloths but didn't use it so cut up a bit for it here. It is doubled so I would have probably used a metre to make the three. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now just to put them somewhere where I will remember......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8328184733845796776?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8328184733845796776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/really-really-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8328184733845796776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8328184733845796776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/really-really-early.html' title='Really really early'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcWuZwJsG-g/TxufHNIqahI/AAAAAAAAHKg/REXThkMmATE/s72-c/IMG_6472.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1927784439595099974</id><published>2012-01-16T16:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T16:50:05.225+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids craft'/><title type='text'>Entertaining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a play date at our place today. It was a little longer than planned and that was ok because I was prepared. You know some kids you don't notice when they are over - in some cases it can even be easier to have extra kids. Well, this isn't one of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We picked up our visitor after a productive trip to spotlight (yes - I took 3 boys to spotlight!) where I picked up these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LOwaw5lPAzg/TxuicIXirkI/AAAAAAAAHLc/U8rlPI1STO8/s400/IMG_6289.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700328357533756994" /&gt;painting sets of Wall E with a square canvas, and the paint pallet and brush included. I know that they're Wall E and no one really cares about him - but each one was only $1. How brilliant is that. For the peace and quiet it bought me it was worth much more.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-2bZuN2IMI/TxuiboOgJOI/AAAAAAAAHLQ/Ys7SUD3lApE/s400/IMG_6288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700328348905907426" /&gt;All the boys sat for a considerable period of time and happily painted away. What was great is that everybody had their own interpretation of the painting&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yD-xwuZZy1k/TxuibNaUzHI/AAAAAAAAHLE/C01iz7PFYRU/s400/IMG_6296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700328341707738226" /&gt;And I was happy to let them go for it.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmDD8kS--ow/Txuiad3g2zI/AAAAAAAAHK4/DM1dgwYhFyI/s400/IMG_6292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700328328945261362" /&gt;They were all so happy with the results.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mlmQskFDed8/TxuiZz9jIgI/AAAAAAAAHKs/jcPPiCkLLtM/s400/IMG_2187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700328317696287234" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was happy that they all played together in a very civilised manner. It made it seem easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1927784439595099974?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1927784439595099974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/entertaining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1927784439595099974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1927784439595099974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/entertaining.html' title='Entertaining'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LOwaw5lPAzg/TxuicIXirkI/AAAAAAAAHLc/U8rlPI1STO8/s72-c/IMG_6289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6577767973890126476</id><published>2012-01-15T23:02:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:11:32.160+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>More food?</title><content type='html'>I have such a bloated belly now that I can barely look at these photos. Seems the day has been all about food. This morning we had breakfast at McDonalds as a treat as I thought we would head out to Camberwell Market. The kids had a good play and we changed plans and headed out to Carribean Gardens instead. Little has changed there - the mushroom stands, the smells. I got what I was looking for and promptly headed for home. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgPc1qyr0tc/TxLAvKN9VKI/AAAAAAAAHIs/TS8_6Q_Yo2k/s1600/IMG_6287.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgPc1qyr0tc/TxLAvKN9VKI/AAAAAAAAHIs/TS8_6Q_Yo2k/s400/IMG_6287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697828395006383266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys enjoyed mango smoothies before I coerced everyone out for Mexican. Seems no one thought they liked Mexican food and I have to admit I used to feel the same way - until I was taken here. I never knew what to order and always got something yucky. Not any more. We got the banquet and all of us shared what is for 2 people. Yes there is that much food. To top it off desert is included. I knowingly ordered Death by Chocolate and Chocolate Nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2x8LIQ0dZLU/TxLAuvECaDI/AAAAAAAAHIg/JSZFHAzMnDM/s1600/IMG_0220.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2x8LIQ0dZLU/TxLAuvECaDI/AAAAAAAAHIg/JSZFHAzMnDM/s400/IMG_0220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697828387717015602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids polished off those Nachos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Rp0oh7z0w/TxLAuVOtT-I/AAAAAAAAHIU/K3WIZm9kihU/s1600/IMG_0223.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Rp0oh7z0w/TxLAuVOtT-I/AAAAAAAAHIU/K3WIZm9kihU/s400/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697828380782448610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The big squirrel enjoyed his Death by Chocolate. He looks like he is enjoying Mexican now doesn't he. He wasn't keen to share it! They are now all converts. Alexander even said that is the best place ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KC4ynkZyGcE/TxLAuGYCBCI/AAAAAAAAHII/ldivRKe2l3o/s1600/IMG_0228.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KC4ynkZyGcE/TxLAuGYCBCI/AAAAAAAAHII/ldivRKe2l3o/s400/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697828376795022370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to stop Benji here - he had plans to lick the bowl. Not while we're out honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6577767973890126476?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6577767973890126476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6577767973890126476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6577767973890126476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-food.html' title='More food?'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgPc1qyr0tc/TxLAvKN9VKI/AAAAAAAAHIs/TS8_6Q_Yo2k/s72-c/IMG_6287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4017432396488262386</id><published>2012-01-14T22:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:00:07.436+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Mini Masterchef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeec_QeKqSo/TxK-9vWd5YI/AAAAAAAAHH8/gaKziiVsTto/s1600/IMG_2176.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeec_QeKqSo/TxK-9vWd5YI/AAAAAAAAHH8/gaKziiVsTto/s400/IMG_2176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697826446469096834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexander has been keen to help out in the kitchen - not baking, but making dinner. So today was the day - with a little help. Onion chopping is always a good way to start but these ended up in the mincer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFGoTxpUYWQ/TxK-821wXhI/AAAAAAAAHHw/yYLC8KHxwMs/s1600/IMG_2172.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFGoTxpUYWQ/TxK-821wXhI/AAAAAAAAHHw/yYLC8KHxwMs/s400/IMG_2172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697826431299509778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Benji was also on hand to help pumping chicken, onion, carrot, fresh parsley and mint though the mincer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJBhUC-BAnM/TxK-8e7apzI/AAAAAAAAHHk/d4vXNXZ8hU4/s1600/IMG_2174.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJBhUC-BAnM/TxK-8e7apzI/AAAAAAAAHHk/d4vXNXZ8hU4/s400/IMG_2174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697826424880801586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xandy made paddies and I cooked them up. We served them in english muffins wiht baby spinach, tasty cheese and sliced pear. They were really delicious and everyone ate them up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4017432396488262386?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4017432396488262386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/mini-masterchef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4017432396488262386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4017432396488262386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/mini-masterchef.html' title='Mini Masterchef'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yeec_QeKqSo/TxK-9vWd5YI/AAAAAAAAHH8/gaKziiVsTto/s72-c/IMG_2176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5152872958476316903</id><published>2012-01-13T22:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:53:30.537+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is meant to be all about black cats and ladders etc. Round home it felt like real life Scooby Do. Low flying helicopters bussing overhead. Lots of unusual traffic - police cars, SES vehicles and news vans. The helicopters were flying so low it really felt like you could reach out and touch them. Very unnerving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Investigations led us to believe they were looking for a missing local woman who hadn't been seen since 16 December. I don't know her or have never seen her, but still don't like things like this happening around here - my safe little pocket - my home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the day progressed, the news got worse. What they were searching for had been found and it was not good. It was closer than I had thought - in fact we regularly ride our bikes past the area and had no idea of its gruesome secret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By nightfall, the news was in - a body found burried in their backyard and a husband charged.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While it is terrible, terrifying and no one wants it happening around thier backyard, my heart and thoughts go out to her children. Boys, 15 and 11. Not only have they lost their mum, but they have also lost their dad.  Words fail me - I just wish them Hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5152872958476316903?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5152872958476316903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5152872958476316903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5152872958476316903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4615462291505747203</id><published>2012-01-12T22:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:42:16.639+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4YjHrxCQHY/TxK1tm9KVsI/AAAAAAAAHHY/aGjrdMWMO6s/s1600/IMG_2168.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4YjHrxCQHY/TxK1tm9KVsI/AAAAAAAAHHY/aGjrdMWMO6s/s400/IMG_2168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697816273732916930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time really was on my mind today. For the first time in a month I had some time to myself. I was off to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pilates&lt;/span&gt; class and happy to get back into the routine a little. I had missed it. Not only the exercise, but the opportunity to be by myself - regroup and focus. The chance to have a clear thought. This year one of my goals is to do that more. I am a better person all round when I do - and a much better mum.&lt;div&gt;I was then lucky enough to have the opportunity to meet up with a girlfriend to wander the shops. Both of us sans kids - I couldn't remember the last time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; happened. It was nice to be able to have a conversation that flowed without interruption, but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; of mum at home with the kids so it didn't last too long. I got a calendar and pens from a lovely friends generous gift and went home to use them. Now I have a lovely little hub where everthing should be organised from. With two little boys heading off to school shortly, I need to be on top of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4615462291505747203?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4615462291505747203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4615462291505747203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4615462291505747203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4YjHrxCQHY/TxK1tm9KVsI/AAAAAAAAHHY/aGjrdMWMO6s/s72-c/IMG_2168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2504361076299355942</id><published>2012-01-11T22:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:15:52.923+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Glamping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was lying in bed, lamenting the non-existent summer. The news came on the radio - more mild weather, thunderstorms and severe storm warnings. This was not a day to go camping - even if the tent was going up in our backyard. The elements were agains us - but there was a promise made so I had to delver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We pack up into the car and off to bunnings. The boys love the idea of a campfure- yet at most caravan parks it is prohibited so apart from Solstice they have rarely seen one. We walked the ilse with two small trolleys until we found what we were looking for. I even needed to buy wood in plastic - so terribly suburban I know, but when we got home we lit a fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lDKLxm20Xg/TxKzcPM8FUI/AAAAAAAAHHM/NiTwIIjEDvg/s400/IMG_2158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697813776275608898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the now light rain wasn't enough to deter them and we were toasting marshmellows on skewers. The sun even came out for a bit and we enjoyed sitting by the fire and playing out in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e9eQPsWtGgQ/TxKzbVWpImI/AAAAAAAAHHA/xkPJP5V-41Y/s400/IMG_2161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697813760747053666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " /&gt;Then the other surprise - we set up the tent inside. A smaller one - with sadly no room for me, but a tent none the less. The TV was off and the sleeping bags out. Even the electricity was off. We ate sausages outside from the BBQ - the fire wasn't that reliable - &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2werAjiddTg/TxKzbMp2zdI/AAAAAAAAHG0/McQa3VmLvPY/s400/IMG_2162.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697813758411722194" /&gt;and then finished the evening huddled around the picnic table playing games of uno and pass the bomb. All in all our Glamping (glamourous camping) was declared a success by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2504361076299355942?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2504361076299355942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/glamping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2504361076299355942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2504361076299355942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/glamping.html' title='Glamping'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lDKLxm20Xg/TxKzcPM8FUI/AAAAAAAAHHM/NiTwIIjEDvg/s72-c/IMG_2158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6619197786346663946</id><published>2012-01-10T21:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:04:20.428+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Away for Another Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HumkBN6jfgM/TxKxgU_lfiI/AAAAAAAAHGo/f4Y6rqEw2oY/s1600/IMG_2148.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HumkBN6jfgM/TxKxgU_lfiI/AAAAAAAAHGo/f4Y6rqEw2oY/s400/IMG_2148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697811647526436386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas is officially over in our house. Today I gathered all the remnants of the festive season and packed them back up into the roof. I did however take the time to organise things a little to make it easier next year. Like things are together and the ornaments all sorted. It does feel good. Having been sick most of the lead up to christmas this year I felt I didn't do as much as I had wanted to or planned, a lot of that was because I didn't have the energy to find it. &lt;div&gt;Now everything has a place and of course I even have a folder of christmas info. I do need to get a christmas card list together as another year has flown by where only those people who I saw got a card! Whoopsie. I even wrote a letter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were entertained with the rhythmic nature of lego. I am loving this Creator set which has three levels of houses and cars to build - each harder than the previous. This is one of the first 'sets' I've encountered where you are encouraged to pull apart and rebuild....love Lego...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6619197786346663946?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6619197786346663946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/away-for-another-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6619197786346663946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6619197786346663946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/away-for-another-year.html' title='Away for Another Year'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HumkBN6jfgM/TxKxgU_lfiI/AAAAAAAAHGo/f4Y6rqEw2oY/s72-c/IMG_2148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5538308913983001634</id><published>2012-01-09T21:53:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:57:46.925+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><title type='text'>Backyard Soccer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4P3g3Cdgs6Q/TxKxHuQoMrI/AAAAAAAAHGc/PIZZdlqtB4Q/s1600/IMG_2110.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4P3g3Cdgs6Q/TxKxHuQoMrI/AAAAAAAAHGc/PIZZdlqtB4Q/s400/IMG_2110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697811224812073650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BF4N0DEteNQ/TxKxHMZ0z3I/AAAAAAAAHGQ/snT5gIjgPyk/s1600/IMG_2104.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BF4N0DEteNQ/TxKxHMZ0z3I/AAAAAAAAHGQ/snT5gIjgPyk/s400/IMG_2104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697811215723843442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YrFw4UJ5ho/TxKxGkr0ZII/AAAAAAAAHGE/_nmunhWm03E/s1600/IMG_2112.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YrFw4UJ5ho/TxKxGkr0ZII/AAAAAAAAHGE/_nmunhWm03E/s400/IMG_2112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697811205061895298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5538308913983001634?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5538308913983001634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/backyard-soccer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5538308913983001634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5538308913983001634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/backyard-soccer.html' title='Backyard Soccer'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4P3g3Cdgs6Q/TxKxHuQoMrI/AAAAAAAAHGc/PIZZdlqtB4Q/s72-c/IMG_2110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5689648222653152986</id><published>2012-01-08T23:56:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:29:17.552+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hugo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBmF0I3uZkU/Two9FSCyonI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/9zq40nbgAEs/s1600/IMG_6226.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBmF0I3uZkU/Two9FSCyonI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/9zq40nbgAEs/s400/IMG_6226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431839715598962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lovely evening celebrating an 8th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iUQDXznuEM/Two83W9EGvI/AAAAAAAAHCA/qPay-siALZM/s1600/IMG_6220.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iUQDXznuEM/Two83W9EGvI/AAAAAAAAHCA/qPay-siALZM/s400/IMG_6220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431600515586802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with an outdoor movie night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMMUbvqiaso/Two82M2WwcI/AAAAAAAAHB0/etqZrpco1-M/s1600/IMG_6221.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMMUbvqiaso/Two82M2WwcI/AAAAAAAAHB0/etqZrpco1-M/s400/IMG_6221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431580623225282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thankfully the weather held out - and the kids enjoyed themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzdcNNfD4KE/Two810Xbz2I/AAAAAAAAHBo/BDOBb4d_njA/s1600/IMG_6225.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzdcNNfD4KE/Two810Xbz2I/AAAAAAAAHBo/BDOBb4d_njA/s400/IMG_6225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431574051082082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it is nice when a posse of kids can get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cy-nRObKNs/Two80ruAVII/AAAAAAAAHBc/MH2vHdiVuKA/s1600/IMG_6238.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--cy-nRObKNs/Two80ruAVII/AAAAAAAAHBc/MH2vHdiVuKA/s400/IMG_6238.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431554549961858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and there were sparklers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1_zfqrVDG0/Two80SflTQI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/WeO5OmgGo78/s1600/IMG_6242.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1_zfqrVDG0/Two80SflTQI/AAAAAAAAHBQ/WeO5OmgGo78/s400/IMG_6242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695431547778583810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Nay for a lovely night and Happy Birthday to Hugo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5689648222653152986?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5689648222653152986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-hugo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5689648222653152986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5689648222653152986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-hugo.html' title='Happy Birthday Hugo'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBmF0I3uZkU/Two9FSCyonI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/9zq40nbgAEs/s72-c/IMG_6226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8608289209554857230</id><published>2012-01-08T12:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:38:20.281+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Sewing - Drawstring Bag</title><content type='html'>I love drawstring bags. I use them for everything. For keeping things sorted but especially for gifts. Often they are the wrapping, but sometimes they are also part of the present - as in this case.&lt;div&gt;Hugo got a Magic book - along with a couple of magic accessories - but every magician needs a magic bag..... &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--XdDW0KtQvg/TwpDpMLrVBI/AAAAAAAAHC0/9-vDnek7uyI/s1600/IMG_6215.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--XdDW0KtQvg/TwpDpMLrVBI/AAAAAAAAHC0/9-vDnek7uyI/s400/IMG_6215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695439053687313426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is denim with a silver lame (I think that word needs an accent to change it from daggy to sparkly) H appliqued on the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzngAC5Y-2M/TwpDo7UrZmI/AAAAAAAAHCo/F2FVdIgqtmI/s1600/IMG_6216.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzngAC5Y-2M/TwpDo7UrZmI/AAAAAAAAHCo/F2FVdIgqtmI/s400/IMG_6216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695439049161664098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fun part it is reversible - and I managed to have the H look good in red zig zag on the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKBD3kewVrk/TwpDogWY3uI/AAAAAAAAHCc/kKpq6YNM_Fo/s1600/IMG_6217.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKBD3kewVrk/TwpDogWY3uI/AAAAAAAAHCc/kKpq6YNM_Fo/s400/IMG_6217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695439041921081058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double thread with some silver china cord and toggles complete the package. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8608289209554857230?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8608289209554857230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/sewing-drawstring-bag.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8608289209554857230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8608289209554857230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/sewing-drawstring-bag.html' title='Sewing - Drawstring Bag'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--XdDW0KtQvg/TwpDpMLrVBI/AAAAAAAAHC0/9-vDnek7uyI/s72-c/IMG_6215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1950049878161045619</id><published>2012-01-07T23:43:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:27:19.231+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Two wheels and guest photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQ033SsPnU/Two53eDD6wI/AAAAAAAAHBE/h5Ecn70nQoQ/s1600/IMG_6181.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQ033SsPnU/Two53eDD6wI/AAAAAAAAHBE/h5Ecn70nQoQ/s400/IMG_6181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695428303884905218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a strange turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbjgSCQP2KU/Two52zhVEPI/AAAAAAAAHA4/SIA89sjpjT0/s1600/IMG_6185.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbjgSCQP2KU/Two52zhVEPI/AAAAAAAAHA4/SIA89sjpjT0/s400/IMG_6185.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695428292469133554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just after spencer lost his tooth -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qS2Xfel53Fk/Two52j7TqjI/AAAAAAAAHAs/X95mNGRXsN0/s1600/IMG_6183.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qS2Xfel53Fk/Two52j7TqjI/AAAAAAAAHAs/X95mNGRXsN0/s400/IMG_6183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695428288283126322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Benji lost his training wheels and now Benji lost his first tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjGysJFaUYQ/Two5143RtdI/AAAAAAAAHAk/E_FRDxpV8sY/s1600/IMG_6172.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjGysJFaUYQ/Two5143RtdI/AAAAAAAAHAk/E_FRDxpV8sY/s400/IMG_6172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695428276723496402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spencer is also off and riding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACnIUpQEvvQ/Two51tGpvII/AAAAAAAAHAU/PZOy77oK46g/s1600/IMG_6168.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACnIUpQEvvQ/Two51tGpvII/AAAAAAAAHAU/PZOy77oK46g/s400/IMG_6168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695428273566760066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with a marvellous chant of 'i can do it!!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URlhOqv-pV8/Two5NuFNFnI/AAAAAAAAHAE/2CuLTNKImo8/s1600/IMG_6194.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URlhOqv-pV8/Two5NuFNFnI/AAAAAAAAHAE/2CuLTNKImo8/s400/IMG_6194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695427586634356338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Benji was being a supportive brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdgG5-AR8Xs/Two5NJLaedI/AAAAAAAAG_4/l9z2goCULM4/s1600/IMG_2067.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdgG5-AR8Xs/Two5NJLaedI/AAAAAAAAG_4/l9z2goCULM4/s400/IMG_2067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695427576728287698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joining in the chant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWPJmmhDc24/Two5MgABkJI/AAAAAAAAG_s/zuNp6W3mylA/s1600/IMG_2072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWPJmmhDc24/Two5MgABkJI/AAAAAAAAG_s/zuNp6W3mylA/s400/IMG_2072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695427565674664082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but also in his role as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mztmzBKGj4/Two5LjMccgI/AAAAAAAAG_g/v-QUzFk1hss/s1600/IMG_2077.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0mztmzBKGj4/Two5LjMccgI/AAAAAAAAG_g/v-QUzFk1hss/s400/IMG_2077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695427549352194562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guest photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AhTFhBQzsY/Two5Lbc_N1I/AAAAAAAAG_U/dVicT0O8VNY/s1600/IMG_2075.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3AhTFhBQzsY/Two5Lbc_N1I/AAAAAAAAG_U/dVicT0O8VNY/s400/IMG_2075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695427547274098514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not a bad job really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1950049878161045619?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1950049878161045619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-wheels-and-guest-photographer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1950049878161045619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1950049878161045619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-wheels-and-guest-photographer.html' title='Two wheels and guest photographer'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdQ033SsPnU/Two53eDD6wI/AAAAAAAAHBE/h5Ecn70nQoQ/s72-c/IMG_6181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4357842667494803178</id><published>2012-01-06T11:36:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:25:21.152+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>Spencer lost his tooth back in November but has been anti-toothfairy since. The tooth was in a glass of water - but with a no fairies sign next to it. That was until last night when Benji put his out for the fairies, so did Spencer. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPrqwaxpHaA/Two3WJPJ1_I/AAAAAAAAG_I/btvUvImsKUY/s1600/IMG_6134.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPrqwaxpHaA/Two3WJPJ1_I/AAAAAAAAG_I/btvUvImsKUY/s400/IMG_6134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425532339542002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fairies delivered. There must have been more than one because they had to go to the bank first!! Our fairies also gave each boy a little book which they left outside their door. When Alexander lost his first tooth was when the fairies first started communicating with him and not it begins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8znj3Jqgsbo/Two3VVbWcLI/AAAAAAAAG-8/4E-f1E_RA1I/s1600/IMG_6137.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8znj3Jqgsbo/Two3VVbWcLI/AAAAAAAAG-8/4E-f1E_RA1I/s400/IMG_6137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425518432055474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(FYI - they choose to wear matching pj's and even I think they are looking more similar!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8cJp6-e0H8/Two3U9ufFzI/AAAAAAAAG-w/VVSRW68cxks/s1600/IMG_2063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8cJp6-e0H8/Two3U9ufFzI/AAAAAAAAG-w/VVSRW68cxks/s400/IMG_2063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425512069863218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys secured themselves front row seats and sat watching for what seemed like ages...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ti-QSzBUEYA/Two3UkExqtI/AAAAAAAAG-k/ZVDNu1mPFks/s1600/IMG_6149.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ti-QSzBUEYA/Two3UkExqtI/AAAAAAAAG-k/ZVDNu1mPFks/s400/IMG_6149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695425505184033490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at their dad painting the stools!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4357842667494803178?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4357842667494803178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/visitors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4357842667494803178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4357842667494803178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yPrqwaxpHaA/Two3WJPJ1_I/AAAAAAAAG_I/btvUvImsKUY/s72-c/IMG_6134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1045325990840626552</id><published>2012-01-05T22:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:10:10.970+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PNRCuICkbs/Two2dkQJlKI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/Uvh8pGcn22c/s1600/IMG_2052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PNRCuICkbs/Two2dkQJlKI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/Uvh8pGcn22c/s400/IMG_2052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695424560338932898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Benji's first tooth - gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1045325990840626552?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1045325990840626552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/gap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1045325990840626552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1045325990840626552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/gap.html' title='Gap'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--PNRCuICkbs/Two2dkQJlKI/AAAAAAAAG-Y/Uvh8pGcn22c/s72-c/IMG_2052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6246853533355196749</id><published>2012-01-04T23:30:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:09:23.955+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Big Squirrel Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ1u2iOGzww/Two1vRbvIWI/AAAAAAAAG-M/k4WWsHRSJI4/s1600/IMG_6103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ1u2iOGzww/Two1vRbvIWI/AAAAAAAAG-M/k4WWsHRSJI4/s400/IMG_6103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695423765013274978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another birthday - why is it they come around so quickly when you are old, but when you are little they seem to take forever? The boys were all very excited and slept with their handmade cards under their pillows and raced in with them as soon as they woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4sm985YcHUg/Two1up78fwI/AAAAAAAAG-A/l-IKdPG7YL4/s1600/IMG_6117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4sm985YcHUg/Two1up78fwI/AAAAAAAAG-A/l-IKdPG7YL4/s400/IMG_6117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695423754410950402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexander was very proud to give him the book that he bought with his own money. So sweet - he found the present he wanted and then proudly marched to the counter, pulled out his wallet and paid the money. I think he was quite nervous but the sales assistant didn't pick it. Dad liked it so he was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBRiX-5M2Hs/Two1tyg8SkI/AAAAAAAAG90/mAc9ZN65wn8/s1600/IMG_6126.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBRiX-5M2Hs/Two1tyg8SkI/AAAAAAAAG90/mAc9ZN65wn8/s400/IMG_6126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695423739533740610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the day travelling around, watching kite surfers on the beach. The cake as per request was a jaffa fudge cake. The icing was meant to be a gateau style but it was a touch more fluid - the jaffas kept rolling off with the tide. It was yummy but terribly rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4TiYgB1Dcc/Two1tiqyX6I/AAAAAAAAG9o/DGEqxtIegig/s1600/IMG_6127.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4TiYgB1Dcc/Two1tiqyX6I/AAAAAAAAG9o/DGEqxtIegig/s400/IMG_6127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695423735280066466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WE celebrated with family and a couple of friends at the local pub and I think the big squirrel enjoyed his day. Happy Birthday sweetie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6246853533355196749?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6246853533355196749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-squirrel-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6246853533355196749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6246853533355196749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-squirrel-birthday.html' title='Big Squirrel Birthday'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQ1u2iOGzww/Two1vRbvIWI/AAAAAAAAG-M/k4WWsHRSJI4/s72-c/IMG_6103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8623822778748669298</id><published>2012-01-03T22:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:49:55.757+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Cool down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4klPIA8NDk/TwLpnk8KEdI/AAAAAAAAG9c/s74RktACpYs/s1600/IMG_6038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4klPIA8NDk/TwLpnk8KEdI/AAAAAAAAG9c/s74RktACpYs/s400/IMG_6038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693369745089892818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFDNi7LnOfY/TwLpnE8U2RI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/UNYHe3Vt3_Y/s1600/IMG_6053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFDNi7LnOfY/TwLpnE8U2RI/AAAAAAAAG9Q/UNYHe3Vt3_Y/s400/IMG_6053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693369736500664594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f1OdQPNvRlw/TwLpmitVmYI/AAAAAAAAG9E/rnKUe5v9Dfo/s1600/IMG_6049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f1OdQPNvRlw/TwLpmitVmYI/AAAAAAAAG9E/rnKUe5v9Dfo/s400/IMG_6049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693369727310993794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The serenity of the slip n slide was broken by an all out attack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rMDcVJmt58o/TwLpl7c0qUI/AAAAAAAAG84/NEUeOc9MOEA/s1600/IMG_6073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rMDcVJmt58o/TwLpl7c0qUI/AAAAAAAAG84/NEUeOc9MOEA/s400/IMG_6073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693369716772743490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no prize for guessing how this ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLSWvL1Hvg4/TwLplu5ApFI/AAAAAAAAG8s/SRjJY9p9w6E/s1600/IMG_6070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLSWvL1Hvg4/TwLplu5ApFI/AAAAAAAAG8s/SRjJY9p9w6E/s400/IMG_6070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693369713401308242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8623822778748669298?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8623822778748669298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/cool-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8623822778748669298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8623822778748669298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/cool-down.html' title='Cool down'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4klPIA8NDk/TwLpnk8KEdI/AAAAAAAAG9c/s74RktACpYs/s72-c/IMG_6038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8009991303863083547</id><published>2012-01-02T22:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:26:55.407+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Thanks Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAhwQNKtOJI/TwLk1pJeyoI/AAAAAAAAG8c/EeynQjzKui0/s1600/IMG_6022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAhwQNKtOJI/TwLk1pJeyoI/AAAAAAAAG8c/EeynQjzKui0/s400/IMG_6022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693364489179548290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Santa brought a lot of lego into our house. The boys all got Lego watches and each got a decent set thanks to our Lego loving and bargain hunting friend!Benji got a big Cars 2 set and this set has really been a great start for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMohCnk2UGw/TwLk05sh8XI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/UHbWIjiXyxM/s400/IMG_6023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693364476441653618" /&gt;I think we waited too long to go to Lego from Duplo with Xandy (little bits and babies if I recall) so I was keen to get them into it asap. This set had lots of smaller projects - all of the cars and then Big Ben.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsdVZztI0Z4/TwLk0ggZwEI/AAAAAAAAG8E/ioxBmOahano/s400/IMG_6024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693364469679898690" /&gt;Each of them took turns in building a car. Following instructions (with some help) and putting it together and then watching the others. There were no fights or arguments,&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OVYmIJSZBDc/TwLkzlQRv6I/AAAAAAAAG74/60mdskk6M-Y/s400/IMG_6025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693364453774573474" /&gt;and we were all entertained for significant amounts of time without TV intervention.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G5EQJVOWWV0/TwLkzb3jeRI/AAAAAAAAG7s/cz0nIF3mlug/s400/IMG_6030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693364451254958354" /&gt;The second day with some skills under their belt they took turns in building big ben and have happily been playing with the set as 'toys' now. Yeah for Lego and all the wonderful skills it is developing and the time we get to spend together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8009991303863083547?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8009991303863083547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanks-santa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8009991303863083547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8009991303863083547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanks-santa.html' title='Thanks Santa'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAhwQNKtOJI/TwLk1pJeyoI/AAAAAAAAG8c/EeynQjzKui0/s72-c/IMG_6022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3996841871484893549</id><published>2012-01-01T22:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:16:07.487+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>New Years Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbrTVLAx_wI/TwLh81tcgWI/AAAAAAAAG7g/5apnqvw-aTY/s1600/IMG_5483.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbrTVLAx_wI/TwLh81tcgWI/AAAAAAAAG7g/5apnqvw-aTY/s400/IMG_5483.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693361314275819874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We always celebrate new years day - irrespective of our NYE plans. Today is oppressively hot so we headed to the relief of the cinemas - Alvin and the Chipmunks 3. Did I say it was oppressively hot - that is how 2 hours in an ice cold cinema watching the third installment of the chipmunks sounds wonderful. The boys loved it which is the main thing.&lt;div&gt;Yesterday however we had a wonderful end to 2011. First I conquered the pile of ironing that was threatening to take over like Triffids. A couple of hours of repetitive task is actually quite relaxing. Then we headed over to a party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the last time that we had a formal invitation to a party on NYE was back in 2000 - or maybe when I was pregnant with Alexander so we welcomed in 2004. Either way its a long time ago. This time the kids were invited and it was a friend from Xandy's school. We had a truly lovely time and there was litterally a hoard of kids but they all played wonderfully in their back yard and we relaxed on the back porch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly we didn't make it to 12 there as the biggie was falling asleep on the couch, so we came home, tucked the kids into bed and watched fireworks on TV. It was a really nice way to ring in the new year and to know now that are kids are getting big enough to do that kind of thing. Yeah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3996841871484893549?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3996841871484893549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3996841871484893549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3996841871484893549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-day.html' title='New Years Day'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbrTVLAx_wI/TwLh81tcgWI/AAAAAAAAG7g/5apnqvw-aTY/s72-c/IMG_5483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-406073716781021003</id><published>2011-12-31T22:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:06:36.438+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I have resolutions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are Do rather than Do Nots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are No rather than Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are Slow and Steady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Action rather than Reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year and lets hope its a Corker!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-406073716781021003?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/406073716781021003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/406073716781021003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/406073716781021003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5680949317510975784</id><published>2011-12-30T21:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T22:03:36.143+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Open Road</title><content type='html'>The twins have been at me since their birthday to go for a bike ride and for whatever reason, that hasn't happened. Today Xandy had a play date so it was the perfect opportunity.&lt;div&gt;We set off on the local bike path - slightly unprepared for our ride (no water!!) and went the opposite way I had expected they'd choose. They are getting really good on their bikes and I had to ride at speed which is nice to do. The only issue is that Benji rides flat out and Spencer enjoys the scenery. I am in the middle yelling at one to slow down and one to speed up - with probably all of us getting the directions mixed up. There were moments of bliss where we all rode together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rode further and longer than any of us had expected as we were on the hunt for water. We turned around when we eventually found a drinking tap in a playground. On the way back we stopped at Hungry Jacks for an ice cream as a 2 hour ride in the heat is enough to give anyone an appetite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I think surprised me the most was how much fun I had. The boys are real characters and getting out in the fresh air and only concentrating on them and enjoying the surrounds is something I haven't done enough of. I was able to slow down (or speed up - now even I'm confused) and enjoy the moment - and that in itself is a step in the right direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5680949317510975784?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5680949317510975784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/open-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5680949317510975784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5680949317510975784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/open-road.html' title='Open Road'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6672112692543403550</id><published>2011-12-29T21:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:55:37.009+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy ideas'/><title type='text'>More Chairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry to bore you with our chairs yet again - but it is taking up all our time so what else have I got to blog about. &lt;div&gt;Here are the stools at Freedom. The nudle stool is $139 for a pack of 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freedom.com.au/IgnitionSuite/productcatalogue/images/product/460x460/Nudle-Stool-Pack-of-2-Teal.jpg" id="ctl00_cphContent_ProductImage" alt="Nudle Stool Pack of 2 Teal" width="460px" height="460px" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVFI6_1VJOw/TwLdihY8XcI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/1wjGgexBGMs/s400/IMG_6015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693356464098008514" /&gt;The other ones come flatpacked too so we wouldn't have saved on this particular bit of labour, and I think they look fairly similar - with about a $50/chair price difference. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mweWQiNuNlI/TwLdiTFNrnI/AAAAAAAAG7I/Wb9X7QKKjDw/s400/IMG_6014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693356460257160818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have chosen the colours -we are having three different colours and the big squirrel has completed a first coat. Not surprisingly I encouraged him to do this alone. Top coat is far more important than an undercoat. They are looking good but I will keep that til the big reveal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Freedom Table (230 x 75) $799- we got a big old pine one from StVinnies for $100 (or should I say the big squirrel did who was doing work there and seem to be getting paid in kind. So much for my decluttering!!) He is going to cut the table down so that it is slimmer (the store one was 75 wide) and ours is about 180cm long so not nearly as long as the shop but again that suits me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freedom.com.au/IgnitionSuite/productcatalogue/images/product/460x460/Spice-Hall-Dining-Table-230x75cm-Black.jpg" id="ctl00_cphContent_ProductImage" alt="Spice Hall Dining Table 230x75cm Black" width="460px" height="460px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be quiet on this front until the grand reveal.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6672112692543403550?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6672112692543403550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-chairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6672112692543403550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6672112692543403550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-chairs.html' title='More Chairs'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NVFI6_1VJOw/TwLdihY8XcI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/1wjGgexBGMs/s72-c/IMG_6015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4521856268841875202</id><published>2011-12-28T21:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:42:03.245+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy ideas'/><title type='text'>Prep work</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtlxALB1uak/TwLYfVMkR6I/AAAAAAAAG6w/DrtykRfGNtA/s400/IMG_6009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693350911727126434" /&gt;I had seen a table and stools at Freedom which I thought would be fabulous for our kitchen dining area. With the hefty pricetag and the simple structure of the stools I thought we could do it ourselves much cheaper.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jIPvw6FNZes/TwLYeL4JkyI/AAAAAAAAG6o/X6kBkzNdZc8/s400/IMG_6010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693350892045701922" /&gt;With the big squirrel being a carpenter I thought the stools would be something from trade school and he could make these with the boys - for Christmas. Well apparently they are harder than they look and buying that much timber would be expensive and etc etc. So I went off and found the stools flatpacked at Ikea for $20 each. I got six plus 2 step stools which were a little higher and would be great for the boys now and later would be step stools as designed.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek1jxNeT3qo/TwLaMsdYusI/AAAAAAAAG68/CFM_PYm1p5E/s1600/IMG_6012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T4L6nHj5rg0/TwLYdN3pURI/AAAAAAAAG6Y/OxWJq44cooY/s400/IMG_6005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693350875400589586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the stools were unwrapped today and we did all get to have a go. Somewhat enthusiastically everyone started to paint the chairs in undercoat - but the number of helpers reduced as time passed, which probably helped the quality of the output.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek1jxNeT3qo/TwLaMsdYusI/AAAAAAAAG68/CFM_PYm1p5E/s400/IMG_6012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693352790577429186" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One by one we all stopped until only the big squirrel was left to finish (&amp;amp; fix) the paint job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4521856268841875202?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4521856268841875202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/prep-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4521856268841875202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4521856268841875202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/prep-work.html' title='Prep work'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZtlxALB1uak/TwLYfVMkR6I/AAAAAAAAG6w/DrtykRfGNtA/s72-c/IMG_6009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2789841637445163023</id><published>2011-12-27T10:37:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:14:48.728+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Epic Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do have failures - more often than not these occur in the kitchen. My severe lack of both planning and patience is usually the cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2TRHbKophU/TvpYA7ESjBI/AAAAAAAAGvA/xg7JFWYB_n0/s400/IMG_5994.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690957852014971922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was meant to be a gingerbread christmas sleigh complete with reindeers. I made the gingerbread as per the recipe on the cutter box. Seems I didn't cook it long enough and even with killer strength royal icing, there was no saving these walls. They were stuffed full of paper and held up on the outside with boxes but there was nothing that could be done. It also didn't help that I did it Christmas morning in between present opening and heading to lunch at mums. I couldn't get this thing together on my bench there was no chance of transporting it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZCdmmiwIYw/TvpYBAmwdsI/AAAAAAAAGvM/-ymNpwr_jqA/s400/IMG_6001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690957853501716162" /&gt;On the positive side, I did cut some gingerbread men and the kids had fun decorating these up. They too were a little soft but fun was had and that was the objective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2789841637445163023?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2789841637445163023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/epic-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2789841637445163023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2789841637445163023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/epic-fail.html' title='Epic Fail'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2TRHbKophU/TvpYA7ESjBI/AAAAAAAAGvA/xg7JFWYB_n0/s72-c/IMG_5994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5047102348371926863</id><published>2011-12-26T21:46:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:14:39.279+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Good Fortune</title><content type='html'>Alexander got a book for Christmas - Show Off - a pictorial guide of how to do everything. Of course he has big plans to work through this book and was trying to make a big dent in it on the day after christmas.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9xSB7kxIAU/TvpZsRtoRqI/AAAAAAAAGvk/qmZ9dVx-tzM/s1600/IMG_5996.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9xSB7kxIAU/TvpZsRtoRqI/AAAAAAAAGvk/qmZ9dVx-tzM/s400/IMG_5996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690959696339945122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortune cookies was the request and they actually were pretty easy. I did overcook them a little and then not move quickly enough in the folding process, but the instructions were clear and we got one good cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGB2J55-GgA/TvpZsPxV5zI/AAAAAAAAGvY/h_tn9EAlSVo/s1600/IMG_5997.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RGB2J55-GgA/TvpZsPxV5zI/AAAAAAAAGvY/h_tn9EAlSVo/s400/IMG_5997.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690959695818647346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They still tasted good and Alexander had written all the fortunes so they were all good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5047102348371926863?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5047102348371926863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-fortune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5047102348371926863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5047102348371926863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-fortune.html' title='Good Fortune'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9xSB7kxIAU/TvpZsRtoRqI/AAAAAAAAGvk/qmZ9dVx-tzM/s72-c/IMG_5996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-980281038314072164</id><published>2011-12-25T23:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T21:24:49.471+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYh_uqJudik/TwLXYlp2PBI/AAAAAAAAG50/tB9KuSL-Rl8/s1600/IMG_2046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYh_uqJudik/TwLXYlp2PBI/AAAAAAAAG50/tB9KuSL-Rl8/s400/IMG_2046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693349696374193170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all of us - wishing you a Merry Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-980281038314072164?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/980281038314072164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/980281038314072164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/980281038314072164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas_25.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yYh_uqJudik/TwLXYlp2PBI/AAAAAAAAG50/tB9KuSL-Rl8/s72-c/IMG_2046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1069798768515367442</id><published>2011-12-24T23:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:14:27.542+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BBMY2RVBtE/TvpeRHm-YqI/AAAAAAAAGwg/BTt5yTDekcE/s1600/IMG_5911.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BBMY2RVBtE/TvpeRHm-YqI/AAAAAAAAGwg/BTt5yTDekcE/s400/IMG_5911.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690964727329350306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three very excited little boys before heading off to bed - waiting for Santa to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OMR8FENuHpk/TvpeQ9TTshI/AAAAAAAAGwU/0xxPo7LIBzo/s1600/IMG_5881.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OMR8FENuHpk/TvpeQ9TTshI/AAAAAAAAGwU/0xxPo7LIBzo/s400/IMG_5881.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690964724562506258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are in their new 'christmas' pj's - finished today and much better quality than last years effort!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cLe4pYpom8g/TvpePmcmsBI/AAAAAAAAGwM/ynZtrt75qao/s1600/IMG_5897.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cLe4pYpom8g/TvpePmcmsBI/AAAAAAAAGwM/ynZtrt75qao/s400/IMG_5897.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690964701247614994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A plate of goodies laid out for Santa and his reindeer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcVNcvCQR2g/TvpePT5bSnI/AAAAAAAAGv8/hhi7Su7mqso/s1600/IMG_5901.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcVNcvCQR2g/TvpePT5bSnI/AAAAAAAAGv8/hhi7Su7mqso/s400/IMG_5901.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690964696268229234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing around the yard spreading out reindeer food so Santa can see our house to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WwPpr_m2Bdc/TvpeO4e4smI/AAAAAAAAGvw/2qy_h-u-byA/s1600/IMG_5917.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WwPpr_m2Bdc/TvpeO4e4smI/AAAAAAAAGvw/2qy_h-u-byA/s400/IMG_5917.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690964688909152866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stockings hung up ready for the big day tomorrow.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing you and your family a very Merry Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1069798768515367442?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1069798768515367442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1069798768515367442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1069798768515367442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BBMY2RVBtE/TvpeRHm-YqI/AAAAAAAAGwg/BTt5yTDekcE/s72-c/IMG_5911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3453751931530871379</id><published>2011-12-23T19:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:01:01.419+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGACQimv6tQ/TvrZ2uWw8YI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/fTpXHyWRVA4/s1600/IMG_5855.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGACQimv6tQ/TvrZ2uWw8YI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/fTpXHyWRVA4/s400/IMG_5855.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691100613315719554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only today - with school over and my antibiotics kicking in, do I feel we can get into the christmas spirit - and we did in a big way today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First was a visit to a friends house where the kids played happily and I remade the skirt that I had gifted which was too big - now it is perfect. We enjoyed lunch and munched on strawberry Santa hats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fWCtMgTcINc/TvrZ2QIfR2I/AAAAAAAAGxE/JEV376NZ8s4/s400/IMG_5854.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691100605202777954" /&gt;When we got home, Phartie visited to exchange gifts and join us for a gourmet dinner (Takeaway fish and chips!) Still his company was enjoyed and we sat outside in the warm summer evening. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhVcVcGVkag/TvrZ0x2zxzI/AAAAAAAAGws/57SzBIJvNO0/s400/IMG_5879.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691100579895691058" /&gt;Alexander got his 'ripstick' which was his christmas request. This should come with one or two free hospital visits! I think santa will bring the required protective gear!!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ah3jNrEPXxs/TvrZ1JUbflI/AAAAAAAAGw4/R30QQzSyjNs/s400/IMG_5876.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691100586193944146" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3453751931530871379?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3453751931530871379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3453751931530871379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3453751931530871379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-spirit.html' title='Christmas Spirit'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGACQimv6tQ/TvrZ2uWw8YI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/fTpXHyWRVA4/s72-c/IMG_5855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7721385373636507536</id><published>2011-12-21T20:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:13:35.018+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wx9ccYCX0HU/TvrcQHncF2I/AAAAAAAAGyQ/t4K26bYNtuk/s1600/IMG_5852.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wx9ccYCX0HU/TvrcQHncF2I/AAAAAAAAGyQ/t4K26bYNtuk/s400/IMG_5852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691103248616527714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Archie celebrated his 5th birthday today at Kew Traffic School - yes thats the back of his gorgeous little head and the only picture I got of him. In fact it was difficult to get a picture of anyone as they were all off on their bikes, riding like the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o3VUUs-J0ds/TvrcPSzbU7I/AAAAAAAAGyI/o4Quy8XyioI/s400/IMG_5851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691103234439730098" /&gt;My boys had a marvellous time - this is the first time their new bikes have been out on the open road and they loved it.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrxhkTJV8qg/TvrcO39dMXI/AAAAAAAAGx4/7AyaQAUYb4A/s400/IMG_5848.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691103227234038130" /&gt;Even after a morning of hectic shopping, they rarely stopped - even for food!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMeRTyhJJGE/TvrcOey9rtI/AAAAAAAAGxs/PR5rdSODPGY/s400/IMG_5838.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691103220479143634" /&gt;What amazed me more than anything was their obedience to the road rules. I didn't think any of that had got in - but I saw them a few times stop at the lights and wait for them to go green before hooning off! &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9iwwHi1vYCw/TvrcONbfslI/AAAAAAAAGxg/d90E_wku7pE/s400/IMG_5846.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691103215817306706" /&gt;They will sleep well tonight - thanks Nay for a lovely day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7721385373636507536?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7721385373636507536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/party-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7721385373636507536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7721385373636507536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wx9ccYCX0HU/TvrcQHncF2I/AAAAAAAAGyQ/t4K26bYNtuk/s72-c/IMG_5852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-117711674990963915</id><published>2011-12-20T23:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:37:14.685+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Gift Sewing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eq6lv64LCng/TvrgxLrUeLI/AAAAAAAAGzM/3vq_gcpEk24/s1600/IMG_5824.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eq6lv64LCng/TvrgxLrUeLI/AAAAAAAAGzM/3vq_gcpEk24/s400/IMG_5824.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691108214688741554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexander has had a great year at school this year - a really great year. He gelled with his teacher and she really gave him every opportunity to learn and to thrive. She set high expectations and he happily met them. He wanted to give her something special for christmas and I was more than happy to oblige. We decided on a bag and a top as she is a bit of a hip young thing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1rIeJlW4hw/Tvrgwf2fSaI/AAAAAAAAGzA/lAjsB5O36Ds/s1600/IMG_1994.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1rIeJlW4hw/Tvrgwf2fSaI/AAAAAAAAGzA/lAjsB5O36Ds/s400/IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691108202924427682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my standard bag pattern and I find it really good for carting books around so she got one of these. The fabric is Amy Butler and it is a coated cotton so I didn't put the usual plastic outer. I did however line it with a backed curtain fabric to give it a bit of extra strength and stability. We got the fabric from Fabric.com and were amazed at the speed of delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6FADPEtarWo/TvrgvxJuh-I/AAAAAAAAGy0/ZGQYTv2ycJY/s1600/IMG_1995.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6FADPEtarWo/TvrgvxJuh-I/AAAAAAAAGy0/ZGQYTv2ycJY/s400/IMG_1995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691108190388652002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we also made her this top. This is my new favorite top as it is casual and dressy but most importantly feels really nice on. The front panel is silk from Darn Cheap and the back is a mid weight knit. I was really happy with the outcome as it is so her. We gave them to her today and firstly she was a little taken aback because it was so much - but I tried to explain that we made them - as this was some reason for there being so much but she didn't get it. She looked like she really did love the top - we had been taking note of her clothes and what she liked and wore. She was touched that both gifts had so much thought and that is really the point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Editied to add: Next day she wore the top! According to Alexander she LOVES it and wants me to go into production because all her friends would love them. Frankly the fact that she wore it is more than validation for us!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxo4hS_YMh8/TvrgvmOwmeI/AAAAAAAAGyo/9d6JXcxjh4w/s1600/IMG_1996.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxo4hS_YMh8/TvrgvmOwmeI/AAAAAAAAGyo/9d6JXcxjh4w/s400/IMG_1996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691108187456969186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The machine has been on overdrive of late - these are purses for the knitting girls. Our christmas dinner is tonight and a little something for each of them. Each has their own special message which I hope is relevant to them for the coming year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-117711674990963915?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/117711674990963915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-sewing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/117711674990963915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/117711674990963915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-sewing.html' title='Gift Sewing'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eq6lv64LCng/TvrgxLrUeLI/AAAAAAAAGzM/3vq_gcpEk24/s72-c/IMG_5824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2773702844632932710</id><published>2011-12-20T20:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:17:31.245+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Joeys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NotLNK3NQSE/TvreY3LGdWI/AAAAAAAAGyc/BfNX0V5S81k/s1600/IMG_5829.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NotLNK3NQSE/TvreY3LGdWI/AAAAAAAAGyc/BfNX0V5S81k/s400/IMG_5829.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691105597844780386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little babe getting his last badge in Joeys. He is graduating and moving on to Cubs. Congrats Xandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2773702844632932710?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2773702844632932710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/joeys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2773702844632932710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2773702844632932710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/joeys.html' title='Joeys'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NotLNK3NQSE/TvreY3LGdWI/AAAAAAAAGyc/BfNX0V5S81k/s72-c/IMG_5829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2091761965210826557</id><published>2011-12-19T22:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:26:30.766+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Lights</title><content type='html'>With our regular 'santa' house no longer lit up, we needed to find a new place to visit Christmas lights and we did - Chestnut Ave, The Basin. The whole street is lit up - amazing.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjPABhDl__I/Tvr8o6OOAFI/AAAAAAAAG3k/Z3Hv1KwdCKs/s1600/IMG_5816.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjPABhDl__I/Tvr8o6OOAFI/AAAAAAAAG3k/Z3Hv1KwdCKs/s400/IMG_5816.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691138858889904210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7ya1gfgYs8/Tvr8oBnadRI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/IRC6jEvZQSo/s1600/IMG_5818.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7ya1gfgYs8/Tvr8oBnadRI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/IRC6jEvZQSo/s400/IMG_5818.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691138843694757138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P38l83CqqSU/Tvr8n6Zi6DI/AAAAAAAAG3M/gn2DdhYepok/s1600/IMG_5821.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P38l83CqqSU/Tvr8n6Zi6DI/AAAAAAAAG3M/gn2DdhYepok/s400/IMG_5821.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691138841757542450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2091761965210826557?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2091761965210826557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2091761965210826557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2091761965210826557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-lights.html' title='Christmas Lights'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjPABhDl__I/Tvr8o6OOAFI/AAAAAAAAG3k/Z3Hv1KwdCKs/s72-c/IMG_5816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4825388007128563651</id><published>2011-12-19T20:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:11:12.053+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Farewell Kinder Teachers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9tre5kTB4w/Tvrp1AIqpoI/AAAAAAAAG1I/ptbymFNs4Go/s1600/IMG_5786.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9tre5kTB4w/Tvrp1AIqpoI/AAAAAAAAG1I/ptbymFNs4Go/s400/IMG_5786.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691118175914731138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael was the boys teacher .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkgSxrKkrGk/Tvrp0Z_wAAI/AAAAAAAAG08/rzsOHOS1Ykw/s1600/IMG_5788.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MkgSxrKkrGk/Tvrp0Z_wAAI/AAAAAAAAG08/rzsOHOS1Ykw/s400/IMG_5788.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691118165676785666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiswX_asztY/TvrpzkJ8oXI/AAAAAAAAG0w/hYGV_p-cago/s1600/IMG_5793.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PiswX_asztY/TvrpzkJ8oXI/AAAAAAAAG0w/hYGV_p-cago/s400/IMG_5793.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691118151224041842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jan was the assistant who is leaving after 16 years at the kinder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6td6OcWizk/TvrpzV2PTqI/AAAAAAAAG0k/9oLs3ebxLy8/s1600/IMG_5796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6td6OcWizk/TvrpzV2PTqI/AAAAAAAAG0k/9oLs3ebxLy8/s400/IMG_5796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691118147383283362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh I was a bit slack on the picture front. Each teacher got two gifts one bigger and one littler in a denim drawstring bag with applique triangle tree on the front. (As per usual they always seem more entertained by the packaging than the gift ) Anyway I did manage a picture of the teacher gift - this skirt and necklace. &lt;div&gt;The skirt is from a remnant piece from the now defunct Frou Frou. You know when you see something that is just right well this was it. Spencer helped me choose it. Then I went to my present cupboard to get a necklace for Jan and I expected it to be yellow. Out came this green one, that I could remember buying but it wasn't what I thought I had. Low and behold it matched the skirt fabric perfectly. I couldn't have done any better if I had it with me. Fate told me this was to be and Jan got a scarf and I found a fabulous little Alice in Wonderland brooch which was perfect for the brooch loving Alice fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygRy4HHDqAM/TvrpzEYsq2I/AAAAAAAAG0Y/m5qeOCMmueg/s1600/IMG_5219.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygRy4HHDqAM/TvrpzEYsq2I/AAAAAAAAG0Y/m5qeOCMmueg/s400/IMG_5219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691118142695975778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael loved the skirt and the fact that it was handmade. She told me in an email later that not only was it a perfect fit, but that she was wearing it that afternoon. She had literally whipped off her existing skirt and pared it with the red tshirt she had on and rocket it that afternoon. Shame I sulked out and didn't see!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4825388007128563651?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4825388007128563651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/farewell-kinder-teachers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4825388007128563651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4825388007128563651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/farewell-kinder-teachers.html' title='Farewell Kinder Teachers'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9tre5kTB4w/Tvrp1AIqpoI/AAAAAAAAG1I/ptbymFNs4Go/s72-c/IMG_5786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3527607750275262358</id><published>2011-12-19T20:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:52:36.843+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Last day of Kinder</title><content type='html'>Where have my babies gone? Here they are on their last day of kinder. It seems only yesterday I was packing them off to start it. In fact I dressed them in the &lt;a href="http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-to-normality.html"&gt;same tops&lt;/a&gt; to celebrate&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfQjEL1TBM/TvrlkLP-ahI/AAAAAAAAG0I/6JPeCKtvcCI/s1600/IMG_5772.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfQjEL1TBM/TvrlkLP-ahI/AAAAAAAAG0I/6JPeCKtvcCI/s400/IMG_5772.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691113488793889298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have grown so much over this past year - both physically but also maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82pl4gj7yR0/TvrljNmlxbI/AAAAAAAAGz8/wWzl8TCYSlA/s1600/IMG_5779.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82pl4gj7yR0/TvrljNmlxbI/AAAAAAAAGz8/wWzl8TCYSlA/s400/IMG_5779.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691113472245745074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlbsm0fzJ6k/Tvrlij8X9PI/AAAAAAAAGzw/QdqvYhbFCVI/s1600/IMG_5771.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlbsm0fzJ6k/Tvrlij8X9PI/AAAAAAAAGzw/QdqvYhbFCVI/s400/IMG_5771.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691113461062825202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their teachers put together a lovely book which has their first day of kinder photo. Thanks to pinterest I managed to have the picture with the first and last day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8IeW5B-KXIM/TvrlhxiQFOI/AAAAAAAAGzk/HfJy_RXWz4o/s1600/IMG_5762.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8IeW5B-KXIM/TvrlhxiQFOI/AAAAAAAAGzk/HfJy_RXWz4o/s400/IMG_5762.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691113447531484386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost different kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZIB9j2egk/TvrlhkIYpTI/AAAAAAAAGzY/ASUT5w91hnk/s1600/IMG_5802.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCZIB9j2egk/TvrlhkIYpTI/AAAAAAAAGzY/ASUT5w91hnk/s400/IMG_5802.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691113443933332786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the very last time they were kinder kids... so happy and ready to take on the world. I however was not. I had my big glasses on and did the quickest kinder exit ever. It was also my last time at kinder - a place which has been my life for the last 5 years is no more. I don't do well at goodbyes so for me it was a quick see-ya and I was outta there. Such a big sook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3527607750275262358?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3527607750275262358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-of-kinder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3527607750275262358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3527607750275262358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-of-kinder.html' title='Last day of Kinder'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uEfQjEL1TBM/TvrlkLP-ahI/AAAAAAAAG0I/6JPeCKtvcCI/s72-c/IMG_5772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2232989875461920217</id><published>2011-12-18T22:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:34:37.083+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Stained glass biscuits</title><content type='html'>I was officially too sick to go to the party of the year - I even went to the Dr for the second time in a week! On top of that I had a serious attack of mother guilt and that in being sick so close to christmas the boys were missing out. (I didn't say I was feeling rational) &lt;div&gt;So I dragged myself off the couch in small bursts to do some cooking - yes something easy with a cast of three. The boys rushed to put on their new aprons that they had made at kinder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeE6__mdS2Q/Tvr95qlLJ0I/AAAAAAAAG4g/gwRKwBQqrno/s1600/IMG_5749.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeE6__mdS2Q/Tvr95qlLJ0I/AAAAAAAAG4g/gwRKwBQqrno/s400/IMG_5749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691140246260623170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2Lz5NCte1w/Tvr94vNhPkI/AAAAAAAAG4U/CGqqXT_Eji0/s1600/IMG_5752.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2Lz5NCte1w/Tvr94vNhPkI/AAAAAAAAG4U/CGqqXT_Eji0/s400/IMG_5752.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691140230323715650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And got straight into it. I have done this before and know to make double quantity so both of them have something in their bowl. Just seems to work easier like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vqlu72l6Vic/Tvr94EZ5G6I/AAAAAAAAG4I/b_YUxaqsyd4/s1600/IMG_5753.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vqlu72l6Vic/Tvr94EZ5G6I/AAAAAAAAG4I/b_YUxaqsyd4/s400/IMG_5753.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691140218832886690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we all had some basic biscuit dough to roll out and cut out the holes and filled with the crushed lollies. I think my favourite bit was crushing those lollies with the hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoVjOVR4Aqg/Tvr93k-jxqI/AAAAAAAAG38/hM5bxVpSWHI/s1600/IMG_5754.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoVjOVR4Aqg/Tvr93k-jxqI/AAAAAAAAG38/hM5bxVpSWHI/s400/IMG_5754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691140210396743330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The end result was some very pretty cookies. I have put them in plastic bags and they look lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IRjN2VFaHY/Tvr93WetkzI/AAAAAAAAG3w/-WeEjJykNDU/s1600/IMG_5757.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IRjN2VFaHY/Tvr93WetkzI/AAAAAAAAG3w/-WeEjJykNDU/s400/IMG_5757.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691140206505071410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2232989875461920217?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2232989875461920217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/stained-glass-biscuits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2232989875461920217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2232989875461920217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/stained-glass-biscuits.html' title='Stained glass biscuits'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeE6__mdS2Q/Tvr95qlLJ0I/AAAAAAAAG4g/gwRKwBQqrno/s72-c/IMG_5749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3758418384794695276</id><published>2011-12-17T22:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:46:18.747+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Ironing Tables</title><content type='html'>Today's craft project is again brought to you by pinterest. These little beauties are ironing tables - designed for the sewer or quilter to have beside them as they sew. They are a lower height and smaller design so fit quite nicely into a sewing space. Better yet - they collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSIqTZ2iU6U/TvsAOOXKotI/AAAAAAAAG5c/ysTf_gdiz3Q/s1600/IMG_5747.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSIqTZ2iU6U/TvsAOOXKotI/AAAAAAAAG5c/ysTf_gdiz3Q/s400/IMG_5747.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691142798486184658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started with some wooden side tables - purchased from Aldi (of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfd-vDe9nFM/TvsAN6YaHZI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/db4BpuKTILI/s1600/IMG_5731.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tfd-vDe9nFM/TvsAN6YaHZI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/db4BpuKTILI/s400/IMG_5731.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691142793122684306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we set about covering them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SIA7ChiFa0/TvsANF8SKJI/AAAAAAAAG5I/xnOw9JOcc98/s1600/IMG_5735.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SIA7ChiFa0/TvsANF8SKJI/AAAAAAAAG5I/xnOw9JOcc98/s400/IMG_5735.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691142779046078610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For all of them we used ikea fabric in their heavier weight as the outer fabric, then two layers of wool wadding and one layer of insul bright which is a heat resistant product. Thus the table has protection and padding. We bought an electric stapler to stretch the fabric over and onto the table. This was easier when we removed one of the table legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iicLR8WVtMg/TvsAMdEQwPI/AAAAAAAAG4s/3JzBs86wJYg/s400/IMG_5745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691142768073687282" /&gt;To finish it off we trimmed back the layers of fabric and glued down some tape to hide the edges. We used furniture tacks to secure the tape and complete the look. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-92ORskCxkmY/TvsAMkK5neI/AAAAAAAAG44/WXwkGjiJxMM/s1600/IMG_5744.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-92ORskCxkmY/TvsAMkK5neI/AAAAAAAAG44/WXwkGjiJxMM/s400/IMG_5744.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691142769980579298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mission accomplished - presents for Mum's bosses at work and one each for her and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3758418384794695276?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3758418384794695276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/ironing-tables.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3758418384794695276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3758418384794695276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/ironing-tables.html' title='Ironing Tables'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kSIqTZ2iU6U/TvsAOOXKotI/AAAAAAAAG5c/ysTf_gdiz3Q/s72-c/IMG_5747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7502229442898105862</id><published>2011-12-16T21:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:18:52.369+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Quilt</title><content type='html'>This was one of those things that seemed like a good idea at the time. I was the kinder president and we had a staff member leaving after 16 years. She had also been the only assistant that had taught any of my boys, working in both the 3 &amp;amp; 4s for all three boys. I wanted to get her something special to mark her resignation but also something special to her. My suggestion was a quilt - like I had seen &lt;a href="http://twolittlebuttons.blogspot.com/2010/12/quilt.html"&gt;Naomi &lt;/a&gt;do. With this in mind the wheels were set in motion and it was all a surprise. The children all did a drawing with fabric markers on white homespun. I picked the fabrics and we were away. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmB-HKAilOo/Tvr4GmpBthI/AAAAAAAAG3A/6NPBydo83fw/s1600/IMG_5716.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmB-HKAilOo/Tvr4GmpBthI/AAAAAAAAG3A/6NPBydo83fw/s400/IMG_5716.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691133871471572498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The design was set by the number of drawings and a simple alternate pattern was borne. The squares were finished 6 inches and I learnt the power of being exact - with my cutting and using the 1/4 inch foot. All new concepts to a rather impatient sewer who bends the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dK62MsA9or4/Tvr4FdOu9LI/AAAAAAAAG24/d0YM-B3aYhU/s1600/IMG_5717.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dK62MsA9or4/Tvr4FdOu9LI/AAAAAAAAG24/d0YM-B3aYhU/s400/IMG_5717.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691133851765503154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No bending here - the top went together quite quickly and then I had to decide on a backing fabric. I was originally thinking about a blender but then I found this floral and it had to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ec9QIuYEyg/Tvr4EtqEG8I/AAAAAAAAG2o/2QNpnxbTYHM/s1600/IMG_5724.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ec9QIuYEyg/Tvr4EtqEG8I/AAAAAAAAG2o/2QNpnxbTYHM/s400/IMG_5724.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691133838995233730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up to this point, I didn't understand the difficulty of quilting. Realistically it was a big basic pattern, but it all went together like a jigsaw. That is until you actually quilt! Even just getting it all together with the wool wadding is an issue. Geez - now I get it. I quilted in the ditch and then a cross pattern through the florals. This gave it enough stability and it felt quilted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00HEUxHRiHo/Tvr4Dtccx3I/AAAAAAAAG2Q/SLTyKScKC7U/s400/IMG_5729.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691133821758261106" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvyonrwMw_c/Tvr4D81go8I/AAAAAAAAG2c/h2VUQO2gTpE/s1600/IMG_5728.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvyonrwMw_c/Tvr4D81go8I/AAAAAAAAG2c/h2VUQO2gTpE/s400/IMG_5728.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691133825889903554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final touch was on the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best bit - she loved it - no really L O V E D it. That makes it all worthwhile. You know how you get when you are in the depths of a project and you start to question yourself. I didn't think it was good enough etc etc but the look on her face - the way she cried and the way she hugged that quilt - I knew it was the right gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has it made a quilter of me - well not yet. I do have some fabric for a quilt for my bed. Another set of squares - thinking 2 inch with white - but that can go out to the professionals for quilting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7502229442898105862?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7502229442898105862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/quilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7502229442898105862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7502229442898105862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/quilt.html' title='Quilt'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmB-HKAilOo/Tvr4GmpBthI/AAAAAAAAG3A/6NPBydo83fw/s72-c/IMG_5716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-419066866434202352</id><published>2011-12-15T21:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:57:43.190+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>Christmas Kid Craft</title><content type='html'>Thanks to pinterest I did manage some christmas crafts this year.  First off some decorations which were given with a card to each of Benji and Spencer's kinder friends. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEaL_GhQOu8/TvrsY5kCIyI/AAAAAAAAG2E/x5TVgGBFaD0/s1600/IMG_1899.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEaL_GhQOu8/TvrsY5kCIyI/AAAAAAAAG2E/x5TVgGBFaD0/s400/IMG_1899.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691120991649014562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were made out of a cornflour and Bicarb soda concoction that was fairly easy to make. I found it cracked if it was too thick and we had to wait a few days for them to dry. Once they were dry I decorated the boys trees with texta and their initial and the girls star with a simple initial. The lettering was from old rub on letrasets that I had in my stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDZyyYDtGos/TvrsYVq37zI/AAAAAAAAG14/nKS7VOl0_PQ/s1600/IMG_5784.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fDZyyYDtGos/TvrsYVq37zI/AAAAAAAAG14/nKS7VOl0_PQ/s400/IMG_5784.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691120982014029618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also made the teachers cards. These are expertly photographed on the seat of my car as they are about to be given away but you get the idea. They are felt trees which the kids helped stick the star and base on. Alexander was happily sewing on the bells and then each little boy put together the final look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdaAPlDo7Zw/TvrsX9yqwHI/AAAAAAAAG1s/T2y62-gQALA/s1600/IMG_5782.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdaAPlDo7Zw/TvrsX9yqwHI/AAAAAAAAG1s/T2y62-gQALA/s400/IMG_5782.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691120975604269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, another favourite doing the internet rounds this year was the reindeer noses. I was quite happy with how these all turned out - the only issue is not melting those malteesers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDhHfkJG4Vk/TvrsXQGltSI/AAAAAAAAG1g/KJdrA3vEyOQ/s1600/IMG_1976.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDhHfkJG4Vk/TvrsXQGltSI/AAAAAAAAG1g/KJdrA3vEyOQ/s400/IMG_1976.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691120963339793698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-419066866434202352?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/419066866434202352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-kid-craft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/419066866434202352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/419066866434202352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-kid-craft.html' title='Christmas Kid Craft'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEaL_GhQOu8/TvrsY5kCIyI/AAAAAAAAG2E/x5TVgGBFaD0/s72-c/IMG_1899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-9205930015973587724</id><published>2011-11-23T11:50:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:06:50.235+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Shhhhh... Secret Sales</title><content type='html'>There are three sales I should tell you about- especially in the lead up to Christmas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Crafty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first is a crafty one - Craft Smart which has been estended this week. I picked up lots of christmas DIY decorations and sparkles here. Really good for educators - my kinder teachers went wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;Where: 21-23 Joseph Street, North Blackburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;When: Monday 21 Nov to Friday 25 Nov 9am-5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;Email: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:craft@craftdirect.com.au"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;craft@craftdirect.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;  or  Telephone: 1300 354 240&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;2. Smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;Doesn't sound like such a nice one , but quite the contrary. This is SAX International which is open from 21 November to 23 December (M- F 9 - 5. Sat til 3. Cash only) offering up to 75% off original retail prices of cosmetics, perfume, bodycare, accessories etc. They have wicked sista cosmetic bags, watches and heaps of body products which are perfect for stocking stuffers or teacher gifts. I got some things for me (of course) and pressies for the swimming teachers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;Address 16 Stamford Road, Oakleigh East - not far from Chadstone Shopping Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;3. Wrapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;No not wrapping paper - but Scarves. The Great Melbourne Scarf warehouse sale is on from 1 -3 December from 8 - 6. They say they have a "massive clearance of luxurious imported lightweight silk and wool scarves and wraps PLUS womens wear, childrens wear, homewears, baby wraps, fashion handbags and jewellery at wholesale price and less."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;I have been to previous sales and they are worth a visit. Have lovely scarves and wraps. The clothes I haven't really looked at - mainly girls I would suggest and things have to be a good bargain at a sale to grab my attention - not just wholesale. I have bought necklaces there in the past- chunky plastic decorative ones. Statement pieces and the kinder teachers are getting gifts from there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;It has moved from Malvern to 15 Harker Street Burwood and they take credit and eftpos as well as cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;Happy Shopping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-9205930015973587724?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/9205930015973587724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/shhhhh-secret-sales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/9205930015973587724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/9205930015973587724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/shhhhh-secret-sales.html' title='Shhhhh... Secret Sales'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6882127044699322824</id><published>2011-11-20T19:03:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:24:39.676+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday funday'/><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps6SzfytG3M/Tsi4QIyAIZI/AAAAAAAAGu0/9I1wfxfBSLE/s1600/IMG_1910.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps6SzfytG3M/Tsi4QIyAIZI/AAAAAAAAGu0/9I1wfxfBSLE/s400/IMG_1910.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676989917675135378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Dad had the boys for the night and took them up to Buxton fishing today. It was a trout farm where apparently they supply everything and you pay for what you catch - and there is a no throw back policy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7hx8L2_ZRg/Tsi36Y7NZmI/AAAAAAAAGuo/r3kzeUZSQAw/s400/IMG_1879.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676989544051598946" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-saXBFgkVjYg/Tsi3SJWc8TI/AAAAAAAAGuQ/EjTcYXXrRZw/s1600/IMG_1897.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;B&lt;/a&gt;enji caught his and the first fish of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlVpgPRwn2c/Tsi3RhzwRsI/AAAAAAAAGuE/p2lwqJFHFug/s1600/IMG_1883.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jlVpgPRwn2c/Tsi3RhzwRsI/AAAAAAAAGuE/p2lwqJFHFug/s400/IMG_1883.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676988842061612738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Followed by Xandy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IyGU78sSIeI/Tsi3Rf4Ma7I/AAAAAAAAGt4/cbUqFWhKd_U/s1600/IMG_1888.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IyGU78sSIeI/Tsi3Rf4Ma7I/AAAAAAAAGt4/cbUqFWhKd_U/s400/IMG_1888.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676988841543363506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally Spencer. Who was cool with the idea of fishing, but not so much with the wriggling fish on the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OTQpvo5Te1E/Tsi1xqOmGyI/AAAAAAAAGts/X1oZrte1WKY/s1600/IMG_1877.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OTQpvo5Te1E/Tsi1xqOmGyI/AAAAAAAAGts/X1oZrte1WKY/s400/IMG_1877.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676987195054234402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6v-XYFTdsD0/Tsi1xe8fGFI/AAAAAAAAGtg/LWrbKRYGO5I/s1600/IMG_1905.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6v-XYFTdsD0/Tsi1xe8fGFI/AAAAAAAAGtg/LWrbKRYGO5I/s400/IMG_1905.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676987192025487442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They caught 6 fish, and stopped putting bait on the line or else we would have a fridge full of fish! Everyone had a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qajt4SmnzEA/Tsi1wQsjlGI/AAAAAAAAGtY/pMR6JcTHfeo/s1600/IMG_1897.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qajt4SmnzEA/Tsi1wQsjlGI/AAAAAAAAGtY/pMR6JcTHfeo/s400/IMG_1897.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676987171020706914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-letGEeC30eA/Tsi1wAW5auI/AAAAAAAAGtE/6IY5dHF34ko/s1600/IMG_1902.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-letGEeC30eA/Tsi1wAW5auI/AAAAAAAAGtE/6IY5dHF34ko/s400/IMG_1902.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676987166634896098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Benji's dance when he caught a fish - he caught three which is great because he has been the one obsessed with fishing, and having done it now, still is. This one came out Pure Bloke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAkbIYDk1E8/Tsi1v2i6DcI/AAAAAAAAGs8/vNw_zuVJlGM/s1600/IMG_5355.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DAkbIYDk1E8/Tsi1v2i6DcI/AAAAAAAAGs8/vNw_zuVJlGM/s400/IMG_5355.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676987164000914882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cooked up the fish for dinner tonight - baked whole with sliced lemon, parsley and mint from the garden. On a bed of spinach with some chips as a sweetener for the kids. Bones a bit of an issue but it was tasty and they liked the idea of eating their catch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6882127044699322824?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6882127044699322824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/fishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6882127044699322824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6882127044699322824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps6SzfytG3M/Tsi4QIyAIZI/AAAAAAAAGu0/9I1wfxfBSLE/s72-c/IMG_1910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5341641842395572680</id><published>2011-11-20T14:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:45:18.261+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Fashion Update</title><content type='html'>Last night we had a year level catch up which was was themed - Stakes Night after the races. So often I make things to wear out and never capture a picture of them, so last night I remembered to get one- albeit after the evening had finished and we were back home!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lciGufJ4KUw/Tsh1mnZSvyI/AAAAAAAAGsY/ksIaxunxHAc/s1600/IMG_5350.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lciGufJ4KUw/Tsh1mnZSvyI/AAAAAAAAGsY/ksIaxunxHAc/s400/IMG_5350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676916636571057954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the dress that I wore. It is a burnout silk velvet that I picked up as a remnant piece at Rathdowne Remnants. So worth a visit if you need something a little special or different. It has yellow binding around the neckline. It is sheer so I have a petticoat underneath and it all was surprisingly comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViL0B-Ytl18/Tsh1l-opYyI/AAAAAAAAGsM/LSYIE4WY0wQ/s1600/IMG_5349.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ViL0B-Ytl18/Tsh1l-opYyI/AAAAAAAAGsM/LSYIE4WY0wQ/s400/IMG_5349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676916625629602594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headgear was a must and this little facinator I picked up in a sale (of course I did!!) when shamrock craft had clearance. When I got this it was fill a box for $20 and it has been hanging around waiting for an occasion, where it finally got an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dc0jSF9L1VY/Tsh1ltxnUNI/AAAAAAAAGsA/gcvuv2-N8zo/s1600/IMG_5347.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dc0jSF9L1VY/Tsh1ltxnUNI/AAAAAAAAGsA/gcvuv2-N8zo/s400/IMG_5347.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676916621103812818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally -  this coat. Inspired by Burberry's version of a trench which Kate of Cambridge wore so well - you ca&lt;a href="http://www.tomandlorenzo.com/2011/03/royal-watch-kate-middleton-fashion-icon-2.html"&gt;n see it her&lt;/a&gt;e - which could do with a press, but I got from Mum for my birthday. She whipped it up as a surprise and it has had a few outings already. I think it will be a great piece when the weather cools down again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5341641842395572680?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5341641842395572680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/fashion-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5341641842395572680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5341641842395572680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/fashion-update.html' title='Fashion Update'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lciGufJ4KUw/Tsh1mnZSvyI/AAAAAAAAGsY/ksIaxunxHAc/s72-c/IMG_5350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2756345016510530779</id><published>2011-11-19T18:04:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:19:16.701+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Saggy Baggy Elephants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRbyH2g_lig/TsdWC0eMSuI/AAAAAAAAGqs/hSe6u1T2Wtg/s1600/IMG_5327.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRbyH2g_lig/TsdWC0eMSuI/AAAAAAAAGqs/hSe6u1T2Wtg/s400/IMG_5327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676600461768805090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was the annual Joey scouts day at zoo,&lt;div&gt;but the staff we saw didn't seem to have much clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat in the car while the heavy rain showered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we were early - by one whole hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDhl3FlRwac/TsdWB1PMXDI/AAAAAAAAGqg/CuWneow4UXA/s1600/IMG_1892.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDhl3FlRwac/TsdWB1PMXDI/AAAAAAAAGqg/CuWneow4UXA/s400/IMG_1892.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676600444794461234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(the closed zoo gates)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally inside we braved the weather to to see our favourite animals,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We raced around and woke up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;orangutans&lt;/span&gt;, elephants and giraffes so tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I437y3wPuqg/TsdWBVPt2bI/AAAAAAAAGqU/CLjDLYYjqIY/s1600/IMG_5335.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I437y3wPuqg/TsdWBVPt2bI/AAAAAAAAGqU/CLjDLYYjqIY/s400/IMG_5335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676600436206721458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rain set in and we headed home, Xandy had a basketball game at 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We left as all the Joey mobs were arriving - though it was hard to tell as they all had the garbage bag rain covers. Xandy will be happy as he will get the badge for his blanket and sometimes that is what it is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2756345016510530779?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2756345016510530779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/saggy-baggy-elephants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2756345016510530779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2756345016510530779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/saggy-baggy-elephants.html' title='Saggy Baggy Elephants'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRbyH2g_lig/TsdWC0eMSuI/AAAAAAAAGqs/hSe6u1T2Wtg/s72-c/IMG_5327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1096768116021704360</id><published>2011-11-18T18:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:27:32.275+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Thinking Christmas</title><content type='html'>This year the boys are really excited about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. While they were at kinder today, mum and I went to a little sale were we picked up some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; craft items (Craft Smart in Blackburn). One of our finds was this paper mache(sp??) tree - only a fiver.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8Em2vjIWoM/TsdZMwx4YwI/AAAAAAAAGq4/W7qkM2au7_I/s400/IMG_1881.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676603931111219970" /&gt;They got straight to work and we gave it a base coat of paint, applied some decorative paint, glued on some silver leaves that I had and then added some glitter. The final touch was a set of battery operated lights.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD04Jam1GIQ/TsdZNP8juNI/AAAAAAAAGrA/Fg0e0CtMd5M/s1600/IMG_1891.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD04Jam1GIQ/TsdZNP8juNI/AAAAAAAAGrA/Fg0e0CtMd5M/s400/IMG_1891.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676603939477502162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of a sudden it is looking a bit festive around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1096768116021704360?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1096768116021704360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/thinking-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1096768116021704360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1096768116021704360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/thinking-christmas.html' title='Thinking Christmas'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8Em2vjIWoM/TsdZMwx4YwI/AAAAAAAAGq4/W7qkM2au7_I/s72-c/IMG_1881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7794549909600382814</id><published>2011-11-17T18:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:32:55.275+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Thing One and Thing Two</title><content type='html'>There is a mild or maybe major Dr Seuss fettish going on around here. Particularly with Spencer. He is wearing one of my re-fashioned tshirts which is the cat in the hat which he accessorizes with a tail - a stocking stuffed with newspaper - and now a few other precious things. &lt;div&gt;When I saw a range of Dr Seuss fabric on &lt;a href="http://www.fabric.com"&gt;Fabric.com&lt;/a&gt; I knew we had to have some. In the same week as I placed the order, the fabric arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8PYYP3-I18/TsdaphCN71I/AAAAAAAAGrc/HvbKcn0W5CY/s1600/IMG_1894.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8PYYP3-I18/TsdaphCN71I/AAAAAAAAGrc/HvbKcn0W5CY/s400/IMG_1894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676605524612607826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in the same day it arrived - I cut it up and made some sleeping shorts. Here they are paired with red tshirts we have. Spence again is not entirely satisfied as they need to have the thing one and thing two on them- but that can wait a night or maybe two!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YDTUqKsmlY/TsdapampbiI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/2e3rp38j2kc/s1600/IMG_1884.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YDTUqKsmlY/TsdapampbiI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/2e3rp38j2kc/s400/IMG_1884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676605522886356514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7794549909600382814?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7794549909600382814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/thing-one-and-thing-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7794549909600382814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7794549909600382814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/thing-one-and-thing-two.html' title='Thing One and Thing Two'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8PYYP3-I18/TsdaphCN71I/AAAAAAAAGrc/HvbKcn0W5CY/s72-c/IMG_1894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4063284462431353221</id><published>2011-11-14T18:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T18:45:32.080+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Here we go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoagIAw0pa0/TsddvvFj46I/AAAAAAAAGr0/fWc_0Z-OKs8/s1600/IMG_1874.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoagIAw0pa0/TsddvvFj46I/AAAAAAAAGr0/fWc_0Z-OKs8/s400/IMG_1874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676608929998824354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its time to strap on our seatbelts and hang on because it seems like we are on this ride of school now and not looking to get off any time soon. There has been a lot, and i mean a lot of indecision, but we are going to school next year. In that way it is hard for me to believe that next year my babies will be at school. That time has disappeared into some kind of vortex and here we are at their first day of prep transition.&lt;div&gt;Benji is dressed in uniform, Spencer chose not to - until we got home. The best bit is they are excited and eager to learn. They did what they were told and weren't disruptive - not that I expected them to be, but I was thankful there were no issues. All is good and they seem keen. So keen that Spencer put on a uniform when they got home. The washing is going to be very monotone next year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lp4w2yhdS-A/TsddvZ3LD7I/AAAAAAAAGro/JSbvNgqKx-c/s1600/IMG_1875.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lp4w2yhdS-A/TsddvZ3LD7I/AAAAAAAAGro/JSbvNgqKx-c/s400/IMG_1875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676608924301332402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4063284462431353221?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4063284462431353221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4063284462431353221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4063284462431353221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go!'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoagIAw0pa0/TsddvvFj46I/AAAAAAAAGr0/fWc_0Z-OKs8/s72-c/IMG_1874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2921305762674513715</id><published>2011-11-13T14:46:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:50:16.364+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sunday Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvKdkI0Mm3U/Tsh4f9QANKI/AAAAAAAAGsw/48Hb8MMJCdQ/s1600/IMG_1878.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvKdkI0Mm3U/Tsh4f9QANKI/AAAAAAAAGsw/48Hb8MMJCdQ/s400/IMG_1878.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676919820713473186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early morning the decision was made to pack up a bag and get on our bikes for breakfast. We rode up to the 'new' park which not only is it fenced in and has a nice toilet - it also has BBQ's and tables. Off with our eggs, bacon, and muffins we went and had a really lovely morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jcKMRJUm8k/Tsh4fhF6VbI/AAAAAAAAGsk/BudTV1LzRyU/s1600/IMG_1876.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jcKMRJUm8k/Tsh4fhF6VbI/AAAAAAAAGsk/BudTV1LzRyU/s400/IMG_1876.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676919813154952626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys played as we cooked our breakfast muffins and then we enjoyed a leisurely return trip home. Sometimes the best plans are no plans at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2921305762674513715?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2921305762674513715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-funday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2921305762674513715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2921305762674513715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday Funday'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cvKdkI0Mm3U/Tsh4f9QANKI/AAAAAAAAGsw/48Hb8MMJCdQ/s72-c/IMG_1878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6686151285690136725</id><published>2011-11-05T23:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T11:57:43.960+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Back to the Future</title><content type='html'>We got word late this afternoon that Doc Browns plutonium-powerd DeLorean was parked outside the Astor. We did a quick costume and Marty McFly was off to be reunited with this car. At first he was a little self conscious to be dressed up, but when he realised he wasn't the only one wearing a red puffa jacket on a hot November night - he calmed down and got into it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzWPMRCNb5o/TrXXPlI1YoI/AAAAAAAAGlc/wQVv89fHlOs/s1600/IMG_5148.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzWPMRCNb5o/TrXXPlI1YoI/AAAAAAAAGlc/wQVv89fHlOs/s400/IMG_5148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671675968410182274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSz5xEJSH7Q/TrXXOt4iKWI/AAAAAAAAGlU/TulfGd6FdEc/s1600/IMG_5156.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSz5xEJSH7Q/TrXXOt4iKWI/AAAAAAAAGlU/TulfGd6FdEc/s400/IMG_5156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671675953577863522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The car was there during the screening of the trilogy at the Astor and photos taken to raise money for Parkinson disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKtqvG5aWFk/TrXXONWHjiI/AAAAAAAAGlE/LCAhZ-K4VV4/s1600/IMG_5159.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKtqvG5aWFk/TrXXONWHjiI/AAAAAAAAGlE/LCAhZ-K4VV4/s400/IMG_5159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671675944843578914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkeRZLajp-o/TrXXNn-geiI/AAAAAAAAGk4/fS8JAOMrV6Q/s1600/IMG_5189.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkeRZLajp-o/TrXXNn-geiI/AAAAAAAAGk4/fS8JAOMrV6Q/s400/IMG_5189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671675934812437026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xandy has seen all three movies, and grabbed the DVD cover to assist with his pose and outfit. Makes me laugh how well trained he is!! The outfit was really no effort to us at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L60e3ae3IKs/TrXXNFvS0gI/AAAAAAAAGks/VJGd9whlC0I/s1600/IMG_5201.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L60e3ae3IKs/TrXXNFvS0gI/AAAAAAAAGks/VJGd9whlC0I/s400/IMG_5201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671675925621821954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly I didn't have the forethought to also dress up - but I love this picture, mainly for the other two guys also posing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6686151285690136725?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6686151285690136725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-to-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6686151285690136725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6686151285690136725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-to-future.html' title='Back to the Future'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzWPMRCNb5o/TrXXPlI1YoI/AAAAAAAAGlc/wQVv89fHlOs/s72-c/IMG_5148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4856436566435816092</id><published>2011-10-10T11:00:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:55:04.275+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Creeping Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xggwAI5HPSg/TpJBfjctHNI/AAAAAAAAGkk/v6GIdAXxX3A/s1600/PLC%2B91.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xggwAI5HPSg/TpJBfjctHNI/AAAAAAAAGkk/v6GIdAXxX3A/s400/PLC%2B91.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661659691905522898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids went back to school today and I breathed a big sigh of relief. We had made it through Alexander's "16 days of Freedom" and now we return to normal transmission.&lt;div&gt;We started last night getting organised, laying our clothes out on the bed in preparation for the day and this morning we actually early to everything. No yelling, no tv, everything done and out the door with everyone happy!! I returned to get back on top of the paperwork and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally RSVP'd to my school reunion today. It was late because  forgot how time slips away. It is really hard to believe that 20 years have passed since I finished school!This time 20 years ago we would have been facing exams having had a mad night out in town celebrating the end of school life. In fact I still have the 70's inspired tights I wore that night in my drawer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never understood when my Mum would say she didn't feel as old as she was until I realised I am old. I feel older than 18 as I was at school, but I wouldn't feel more than 25-26 - certainly not 38!! Good grief, forty is looming like a big grey cloud.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my head there is always plenty of time. I thought I had a chance to get fit and toned, partake in some last minute miracle anti ageing regime and even do something amazing so I had something to talk about. Not to be too unrealistic, but I don't think a week is really enough time. No doubt I will be running late, grabbing something out of my wardrobe last minute and do my makeup in the car on the way there. Some things never change!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4856436566435816092?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4856436566435816092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/creeping-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4856436566435816092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4856436566435816092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/creeping-up.html' title='Creeping Up'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xggwAI5HPSg/TpJBfjctHNI/AAAAAAAAGkk/v6GIdAXxX3A/s72-c/PLC%2B91.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4948578978823215480</id><published>2011-10-09T22:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:59:11.425+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy ideas'/><title type='text'>Artober - Building</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_opk08Jp9bo/TpI0rpwQwXI/AAAAAAAAGkc/F_AcVMNv98Q/s1600/IMG_4764.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_opk08Jp9bo/TpI0rpwQwXI/AAAAAAAAGkc/F_AcVMNv98Q/s400/IMG_4764.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661645606105432434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My two bug boys got to work on building a model car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other job I had Xandy working on was taking some photos. I was cataloging my shoes (I know what a anal Virgo thing to do) and he took all the pictures for me. For a bit of added information, I actually got rid of a few pairs and found a few that I had forgotten about. Now I have a lovely 1 page sheet which I can reference to find what I am looking for.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4948578978823215480?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4948578978823215480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4948578978823215480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4948578978823215480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-building.html' title='Artober - Building'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_opk08Jp9bo/TpI0rpwQwXI/AAAAAAAAGkc/F_AcVMNv98Q/s72-c/IMG_4764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5459220452867191014</id><published>2011-10-07T17:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:43:18.572+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Month of kids art'/><title type='text'>Artober - Colour Mixing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKUUnYNLyOY/To6et3wKk0I/AAAAAAAAGjk/zIl_NHaKg4Q/s1600/IMG_4712.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKUUnYNLyOY/To6et3wKk0I/AAAAAAAAGjk/zIl_NHaKg4Q/s400/IMG_4712.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660636292548563778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not too long ago my darling little boys were struggling with naming colours and now we are looking at how they mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLNDzttZ2AY/To6etnUHJcI/AAAAAAAAGjc/dAidRA4oD2c/s1600/IMG_4708.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iLNDzttZ2AY/To6etnUHJcI/AAAAAAAAGjc/dAidRA4oD2c/s400/IMG_4708.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660636288135931330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We used jars of water and added drops of food colour of the primarys. Then in a saucer we poured a little of one colour and added the second to watch the magic of the mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMb83aAJyPU/To6etOWF6-I/AAAAAAAAGjU/LmehwCYkKyE/s1600/IMG_4709.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AMb83aAJyPU/To6etOWF6-I/AAAAAAAAGjU/LmehwCYkKyE/s400/IMG_4709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660636281433353186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The colours were like magic and the kids loved it. We kept the jars of the primaries behind those new colours to remind us where they came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KxY0sJTecM/To6esqV7fpI/AAAAAAAAGjE/uFpDk5fluf0/s400/IMG_4711.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660636271768993426" /&gt;Initially we tried painting on card then on paper, but found the best results on absorbent paper towel using a cotton bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBT9DjGCDYM/To6es1Dr4jI/AAAAAAAAGjM/BjAHoSIQi6s/s400/IMG_4710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660636274645262898" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5459220452867191014?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5459220452867191014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-colour-mixing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5459220452867191014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5459220452867191014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-colour-mixing.html' title='Artober - Colour Mixing'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WKUUnYNLyOY/To6et3wKk0I/AAAAAAAAGjk/zIl_NHaKg4Q/s72-c/IMG_4712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3719070203707549732</id><published>2011-10-06T17:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:56:24.090+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Month of kids art'/><title type='text'>Artober - Bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1ChCE18azs/To6iZzsaEtI/AAAAAAAAGkU/ApoOTFh_Ia4/s1600/IMG_4715.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1ChCE18azs/To6iZzsaEtI/AAAAAAAAGkU/ApoOTFh_Ia4/s400/IMG_4715.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660640345908187858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eowm1He3CTA/To6iZTEeWoI/AAAAAAAAGkM/wfPoRMTX_n0/s1600/IMG_4718.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eowm1He3CTA/To6iZTEeWoI/AAAAAAAAGkM/wfPoRMTX_n0/s400/IMG_4718.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660640337150761602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its a stretch but we were looking at different shapes of blowers and how the bubbles come out the same and the way the colours dance across the skin of the sphere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3719070203707549732?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3719070203707549732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-bubbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3719070203707549732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3719070203707549732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-bubbles.html' title='Artober - Bubbles'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l1ChCE18azs/To6iZzsaEtI/AAAAAAAAGkU/ApoOTFh_Ia4/s72-c/IMG_4715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1809361102166248508</id><published>2011-10-06T17:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:54:02.622+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Bike Bag</title><content type='html'>Recently a friend asked if I could make a bike bag for her to give as a gift to a little boy. The initial brief was denim and red; have his name on it; big enough to carry his toy but not too big to be a problem on his bike. He is turning 5.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9frR6jWXmng/To6gWpAjD5I/AAAAAAAAGkE/RRrANs86WuQ/s1600/IMG_4719.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9frR6jWXmng/To6gWpAjD5I/AAAAAAAAGkE/RRrANs86WuQ/s400/IMG_4719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660638092477009810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is the finished product. It is denim and red. We chatted about having a name emblazoned on the front of your bike and dismissed it. I  suggested the initial, and was dismissed. The request was for a sausage dog.&lt;br /&gt;I toyed with it for a while, and searched all of our embroideries to find something suitable. Nothing was - everything just looked a little twee. So I used my artistic licence and appliqued his initial in red. I think it looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMx1zQHuIOM/To6gWReMP3I/AAAAAAAAGj8/vsMPmEtjUo8/s1600/IMG_4720.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMx1zQHuIOM/To6gWReMP3I/AAAAAAAAGj8/vsMPmEtjUo8/s400/IMG_4720.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660638086158892914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bag velcros onto the front of the bike and the flap over, which also velcros can attach over the front or tuck in if required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0iEEFzp8tIU/To6gWB8419I/AAAAAAAAGj0/fKhouoj7cTc/s1600/IMG_4722.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0iEEFzp8tIU/To6gWB8419I/AAAAAAAAGj0/fKhouoj7cTc/s400/IMG_4722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660638081992677330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just so that I met the brief better, I made a little lined purse to go with the bag. I got the image from a google search and drew it onto freezer paper, before freehand embroidering it with a little zig zag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCx_7F3BkyE/To6gV_v4kgI/AAAAAAAAGjs/nzQxx3ZnkVE/s1600/IMG_4723.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCx_7F3BkyE/To6gV_v4kgI/AAAAAAAAGjs/nzQxx3ZnkVE/s400/IMG_4723.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660638081401262594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think they will be happy with it - my boys are and have put their orders in!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1809361102166248508?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1809361102166248508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/bike-bag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1809361102166248508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1809361102166248508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/bike-bag.html' title='Bike Bag'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9frR6jWXmng/To6gWpAjD5I/AAAAAAAAGkE/RRrANs86WuQ/s72-c/IMG_4719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3385818968550422183</id><published>2011-10-04T15:42:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:49:48.063+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Month of kids art'/><title type='text'>Artober - Still life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYHIeHZLRsQ/ToqQOOtXzaI/AAAAAAAAGgs/Z8gFV1A7XLM/s1600/IMG_4701.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYHIeHZLRsQ/ToqQOOtXzaI/AAAAAAAAGgs/Z8gFV1A7XLM/s400/IMG_4701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659494455885417890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paint. paper and vase of flowers - Go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqtfgUOcpO0/ToqP-BDqdmI/AAAAAAAAGgk/caQu5GKKwyI/s1600/IMG_4694.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqtfgUOcpO0/ToqP-BDqdmI/AAAAAAAAGgk/caQu5GKKwyI/s400/IMG_4694.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659494177342912098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9qNrcJyRaE/ToqP9zS4XII/AAAAAAAAGgc/M55eaipp8z8/s1600/IMG_4702.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9qNrcJyRaE/ToqP9zS4XII/AAAAAAAAGgc/M55eaipp8z8/s400/IMG_4702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659494173648641154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9qNrcJyRaE/ToqP9zS4XII/AAAAAAAAGgc/M55eaipp8z8/s1600/IMG_4702.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9qNrcJyRaE/ToqP9zS4XII/AAAAAAAAGgc/M55eaipp8z8/s1600/IMG_4702.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;I didn't catch benji before he went too far...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GB4DWx_YvUE/ToqP9upI1JI/AAAAAAAAGgU/CZQyZ_dyk1w/s1600/IMG_4704.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GB4DWx_YvUE/ToqP9upI1JI/AAAAAAAAGgU/CZQyZ_dyk1w/s400/IMG_4704.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659494172399817874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkVn_lH8xKk/ToqP9cp0sBI/AAAAAAAAGgM/wDdE-3nGhh4/s1600/IMG_4705.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pkVn_lH8xKk/ToqP9cp0sBI/AAAAAAAAGgM/wDdE-3nGhh4/s400/IMG_4705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659494167570853906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U21k69z2Wao/ToqP8wXtlfI/AAAAAAAAGgE/vWKe8N09bqQ/s1600/IMG_4706.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U21k69z2Wao/ToqP8wXtlfI/AAAAAAAAGgE/vWKe8N09bqQ/s400/IMG_4706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659494155683730930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3385818968550422183?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3385818968550422183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-still-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3385818968550422183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3385818968550422183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-still-life.html' title='Artober - Still life'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CYHIeHZLRsQ/ToqQOOtXzaI/AAAAAAAAGgs/Z8gFV1A7XLM/s72-c/IMG_4701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2014830401567925822</id><published>2011-10-03T16:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T16:49:16.088+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Month of kids art'/><title type='text'>Artober - Sand Sculpture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8zPd435cNA/TolLIeoaE9I/AAAAAAAAGe8/coX-OBdGmbs/s1600/IMG_1647.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8zPd435cNA/TolLIeoaE9I/AAAAAAAAGe8/coX-OBdGmbs/s400/IMG_1647.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659137015801320402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFNz58VOUWE/TolLINbnYbI/AAAAAAAAGe0/_YMP30bYBNo/s1600/IMG_1658.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFNz58VOUWE/TolLINbnYbI/AAAAAAAAGe0/_YMP30bYBNo/s400/IMG_1658.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659137011184263602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H9ysehFhPv4/TolLH6YUZUI/AAAAAAAAGes/NaPKMlFQXPQ/s1600/IMG_1659.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H9ysehFhPv4/TolLH6YUZUI/AAAAAAAAGes/NaPKMlFQXPQ/s400/IMG_1659.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659137006070162754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4ccolYwns4/TolLHjdfp_I/AAAAAAAAGek/l_Rm7rVtbJI/s1600/IMG_1663.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v4ccolYwns4/TolLHjdfp_I/AAAAAAAAGek/l_Rm7rVtbJI/s400/IMG_1663.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659136999917856754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: big squirrel home early - packed bikes and off for a ride&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: lovely ride along the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: kids paddling in the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: sculpting sand and collecting shells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2014830401567925822?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2014830401567925822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-sand-sculpture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2014830401567925822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2014830401567925822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-sand-sculpture.html' title='Artober - Sand Sculpture'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8zPd435cNA/TolLIeoaE9I/AAAAAAAAGe8/coX-OBdGmbs/s72-c/IMG_1647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7775927640274464885</id><published>2011-10-02T19:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:55:14.817+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Artober - Sunny Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCHGQoplllU/ToglMPfiQ6I/AAAAAAAAGcM/WCjuII6TdmQ/s1600/IMG_4689.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCHGQoplllU/ToglMPfiQ6I/AAAAAAAAGcM/WCjuII6TdmQ/s400/IMG_4689.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658813824038486946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we caught up with some old friends who have moved out of town and had an open house to catch up with everyone. The rain had gone and it was a lovely spring day out in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH0odDZB2hI/ToglL8ceQ4I/AAAAAAAAGcE/vusCIyoKoUw/s1600/IMG_4691.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH0odDZB2hI/ToglL8ceQ4I/AAAAAAAAGcE/vusCIyoKoUw/s400/IMG_4691.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658813818925368194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the sewing I did yesterday. The jacket. It is out of a thick ponti de roma so it has a bit of stretch to it and while it looks like a jacket it feels like a cardi. It is new look pattern 6035 and the only alteration was a centre back seam to get the fitting right. I am loving it. I still have to show you the skirt we made yesterday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reference to art - I am really stretching the definition when I tell you what we did. In addition to making cookies and cupcakes - which I subsequently burned all bar one tray of cookies - we painted. Nails to be exact. I don't have a photo because it is so traumatic - red nailpolish looks like I have serious foot damage but they had fun. Spencer's nails are hot pink and the others opted for a clear gloss. It was still creative and we all had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7775927640274464885?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7775927640274464885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-sunny-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7775927640274464885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7775927640274464885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-sunny-spring.html' title='Artober - Sunny Spring'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCHGQoplllU/ToglMPfiQ6I/AAAAAAAAGcM/WCjuII6TdmQ/s72-c/IMG_4689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-987477214912661687</id><published>2011-10-01T18:04:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:45:24.654+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Month of kids art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids craft'/><title type='text'>Artober- cat in the Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-k5sXOLRtg/TogkXMgcaWI/AAAAAAAAGb8/lvhXfl4YQfM/s1600/IMG_4676.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-k5sXOLRtg/TogkXMgcaWI/AAAAAAAAGb8/lvhXfl4YQfM/s400/IMG_4676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658812912703924578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When Xandy was 4 we had a month of art in the september and now with the twins I am trying to have the same focus again - but now its October. As a comparison, they are much more prolific in their art production at kinder than he was - but he talked (and still does) way more. Different kids really!! Either way - I am going to try to do something creative with the boys every day and mid school holidays it seems like an even bigger challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was grand final day - my team were playing but didn't win. I wont dwell on that. Spencer has been fascinated by the cat in the hat and just needed to dress up like him. He had been running around with a broom handle as a tail. Not very safe I know. To substitute we made one out of an old pair of tights stuffed with newspaper. Socks on his hands were gloves and socks on the feet sufficed - but he had to have a hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick trip to get some card and ta-da cat in the hat. He wore it all day and was so impressed with himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pHN8nkVSxfQ/TogkXC-xtAI/AAAAAAAAGb0/5WN5mC5T4uM/s400/IMG_4677.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658812910146794498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was happy - the bigger boys watched the footy and mum and I sewed which was very productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-987477214912661687?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/987477214912661687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-cat-in-hat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/987477214912661687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/987477214912661687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/artober-cat-in-hat.html' title='Artober- cat in the Hat'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-k5sXOLRtg/TogkXMgcaWI/AAAAAAAAGb8/lvhXfl4YQfM/s72-c/IMG_4676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8361014468824175243</id><published>2011-09-29T19:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:42:58.858+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outside'/><title type='text'>Stormin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2WkkncjThc/Tol1QzdUNiI/AAAAAAAAGf0/bJoajgDbJcM/s1600/lightening-030822.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2WkkncjThc/Tol1QzdUNiI/AAAAAAAAGf0/bJoajgDbJcM/s400/lightening-030822.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659183338319263266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had an appointment to meet our new basketball coach. The weather was looking ominous so it was moved from school to the local YMCA. As I loaded up the kids at 3:45, the sky was black and lightening was flashing. As I made it 20 meters up the hill, the rain had started, thunder and lightening and it was very very frightening.&lt;div&gt;I didn't have very far to go - maybe a whole 2km if that. The weather was getting worse and worse. We were in the middle of the storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got there safely and after a minute or two decided to make the dash from the car to the building. I had just got everyone out when a lovely lady told me they were evacuating the pool and not to go in. I was not happy being in the car so we made the decision to creep back home. By now the power was out, flash flooding and strong winds. The traffic was already heavy. Not a nice time to be out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it home to our powerless home, but at least we were safe. Found the candles while there was still light and managed a nice dinner on the gas burners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once home, I have to say that that was one of the absolute scariest times of my life. My boys in the car, out on the road when we really shouldn't be. I was so happy to get inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8361014468824175243?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8361014468824175243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/stormin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8361014468824175243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8361014468824175243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/stormin.html' title='Stormin'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2WkkncjThc/Tol1QzdUNiI/AAAAAAAAGf0/bJoajgDbJcM/s72-c/lightening-030822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-754343710400776523</id><published>2011-09-27T16:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:40:45.236+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid'/><title type='text'>Surprises</title><content type='html'>The morning greated us with grey dreary weather which is never fun on the holidays.&lt;div&gt;Dad came over and they watched the Rio movie and then we decided to hit the streets. We went out to the Monash Hotel which has a good playground for the kids to burn off some energy and have some lunch. It was kids day there complete with face painting and a magician all free!! Now, I am blaming the glass of wine I had with lunch for the next turn of events - which was the new Ikea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, in the school holidays I took my dad and the three boys into the new Ikea - one of the biggest around. I love to wander Ikea to get ideas as well as little knick knacks and who would have guessed the boys would enjoy it too!! Hooray - it was actually a pleasurable experience - the whole way around. They all had their tape measures and Benji was putting a little pencil mark on - well - everything. Just a measure mark that Dad would wipe off along behind him. Apart from that it was lovely. They are growing up - I should remember that and not put limitations on what we can and cant do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-754343710400776523?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/754343710400776523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/754343710400776523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/754343710400776523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprises.html' title='Surprises'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4244591963423380725</id><published>2011-09-25T18:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:44:30.590+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><title type='text'>Bike ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBKeaeX3K9k/Toqc3yorogI/AAAAAAAAGi8/44-23297EDk/s1600/IMG_1643.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBKeaeX3K9k/Toqc3yorogI/AAAAAAAAGi8/44-23297EDk/s400/IMG_1643.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659508364043592194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bike riding today along a new improved track which took us exploring places we haven't been. We found what will be a fabulous new playground similar to Wombat Bend which sadly is not yet open - but we will have to ride pass to watch its progress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4244591963423380725?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4244591963423380725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/bike-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4244591963423380725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4244591963423380725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/bike-ride.html' title='Bike ride'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vBKeaeX3K9k/Toqc3yorogI/AAAAAAAAGi8/44-23297EDk/s72-c/IMG_1643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4804751314589379497</id><published>2011-09-10T20:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:31:35.921+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVd9VMlJ26w/ToqY_CrTG9I/AAAAAAAAGi0/uxwh2uH2790/s1600/IMG_1554.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVd9VMlJ26w/ToqY_CrTG9I/AAAAAAAAGi0/uxwh2uH2790/s400/IMG_1554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659504090562108370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever had one of those days that you can't believe you arranged? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one today. The big squirrel working so I had all three kids. In short:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Basketball for an hour - complete with medal presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Drive to Mt Dandenong for a playdate with my old friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Rush to Oakleigh for a party for Alexander - sans present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Twins asleep in car racing around trying to find book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Running through Chadstone at 4:45 to find book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Book found - dump kids with big squirrel - wrap gift &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Pick up Alexander from Party and deliver gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Cook dinner and pass out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the go from 10am and spent the day driving, breaking up fights and answering mind numbingly repetative questions. I don't usually drive this much and now I know why!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminder to self - do not put yourself under pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4804751314589379497?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4804751314589379497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4804751314589379497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4804751314589379497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-much.html' title='Too much'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mVd9VMlJ26w/ToqY_CrTG9I/AAAAAAAAGi0/uxwh2uH2790/s72-c/IMG_1554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3028197461483635782</id><published>2011-09-09T17:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:24:15.339+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>Crank up the machine</title><content type='html'>Yes I dusted off the machine and have done a little bit of sewing ready for Miss G's birthday.  Recently I went off to Darn Cheap fabric and found this lovely cotton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminiscent&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monet&lt;/span&gt; that I know was for her and I based everything around. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN7A5fjtyIc/ToqXaPWMXbI/AAAAAAAAGis/dGpAdMyMW3I/s1600/IMG_4502.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN7A5fjtyIc/ToqXaPWMXbI/AAAAAAAAGis/dGpAdMyMW3I/s400/IMG_4502.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659502358796459442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These shorts are from the Burda magazine and the top is loosely based on a free pattern download from Fabric.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWb6Y7lWLxA/ToqXZ_pt3kI/AAAAAAAAGik/XRWBOUMZiE4/s1600/IMG_4504.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iWb6Y7lWLxA/ToqXZ_pt3kI/AAAAAAAAGik/XRWBOUMZiE4/s400/IMG_4504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659502354583379522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little summer dress is a simplicity pattern and I have put studs rather than buttons down the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h-EghUWizY/ToqXZ4D1MnI/AAAAAAAAGic/_v8DkJSFvVI/s1600/IMG_4505.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h-EghUWizY/ToqXZ4D1MnI/AAAAAAAAGic/_v8DkJSFvVI/s400/IMG_4505.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659502352545428082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally this skirt is a wrap around designed as either a skirt or a dress and is made from a double stretch knit. All bits should be able to go together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jM3-mqbATrw/ToqXZmeI6ZI/AAAAAAAAGiU/m19j7iiwu7U/s1600/IMG_4512.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jM3-mqbATrw/ToqXZmeI6ZI/AAAAAAAAGiU/m19j7iiwu7U/s400/IMG_4512.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659502347823933842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally we made some cookies. We bought the bird cutters at Flemington Market and the tray from Ikea. The cookies are decorated to go with the tray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V4lR1b8A_v0/ToqXZfOqhsI/AAAAAAAAGiM/dzk3KQyq9hw/s1600/IMG_4508.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V4lR1b8A_v0/ToqXZfOqhsI/AAAAAAAAGiM/dzk3KQyq9hw/s400/IMG_4508.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659502345879979714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this time our efforts look much more professional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3028197461483635782?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3028197461483635782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/crank-up-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3028197461483635782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3028197461483635782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/crank-up-machine.html' title='Crank up the machine'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN7A5fjtyIc/ToqXaPWMXbI/AAAAAAAAGis/dGpAdMyMW3I/s72-c/IMG_4502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7739809274539462660</id><published>2011-09-04T16:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:34:03.740+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fathers day'/><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8_GpeDJPHA/ToqWW2WTTYI/AAAAAAAAGiE/0t4E3h9nzag/s1600/IMG_4499.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8_GpeDJPHA/ToqWW2WTTYI/AAAAAAAAGiE/0t4E3h9nzag/s400/IMG_4499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659501201034792322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The big squirrel got back in early this morning, just in time for Fathers Day and we were all very excited to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThTA1wKag7Q/ToqWWnRzo2I/AAAAAAAAGh8/SNWTkDdBY2Q/s1600/IMG_4492.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThTA1wKag7Q/ToqWWnRzo2I/AAAAAAAAGh8/SNWTkDdBY2Q/s400/IMG_4492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659501196989408098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5OWNKOT-GM/ToqWWsdyBNI/AAAAAAAAGh0/_dOjdwxBd3A/s1600/IMG_4485.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5OWNKOT-GM/ToqWWsdyBNI/AAAAAAAAGh0/_dOjdwxBd3A/s400/IMG_4485.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659501198381810898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys and I baked shortbreads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPrvnOGiBwU/ToqWWYNnfvI/AAAAAAAAGhs/tqNVZcAUXaU/s1600/IMG_4494.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPrvnOGiBwU/ToqWWYNnfvI/AAAAAAAAGhs/tqNVZcAUXaU/s400/IMG_4494.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659501192945303282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished portrait and Benji's portrait of him and his dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECdqpx00U7w/ToqWWbOJbNI/AAAAAAAAGhk/AFi9EnlExeY/s1600/IMG_4489.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECdqpx00U7w/ToqWWbOJbNI/AAAAAAAAGhk/AFi9EnlExeY/s400/IMG_4489.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659501193752833234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7739809274539462660?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7739809274539462660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7739809274539462660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7739809274539462660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8_GpeDJPHA/ToqWW2WTTYI/AAAAAAAAGiE/0t4E3h9nzag/s72-c/IMG_4499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-931888921702015196</id><published>2011-09-03T16:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:11:09.017+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids craft'/><title type='text'>Painting</title><content type='html'>Mr P has been over at our house working on a painting for his lovely girlfriends birthday. It is all a big secret so we have been doing everything to keep it that way- including giving the boys something else to talk about! &lt;div&gt;In this vein, Mr P helped Alexander do a painting of his Dad while he worked on his and with a little instruction and some colour mixing he did a really good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6YWJ46qj10/ToqUg_ktkOI/AAAAAAAAGhc/eaLVMJgXJEw/s1600/IMG_4479.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6YWJ46qj10/ToqUg_ktkOI/AAAAAAAAGhc/eaLVMJgXJEw/s400/IMG_4479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659499176286589154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lf4jfhq3jjU/ToqUglfrn7I/AAAAAAAAGhU/K6K47dqBg58/s1600/IMG_4480.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lf4jfhq3jjU/ToqUglfrn7I/AAAAAAAAGhU/K6K47dqBg58/s400/IMG_4480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659499169286168498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He really took the time and stuck at it which was great. We will give it to him for Fathers Day and I love it. Xandy was a bit disappointed that it didn't look as good as Mr P's painting of rear window but seriously, have a little look at what &lt;i&gt;he &lt;/i&gt;has done and here it is not even finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Std3x9tFpg/ToqUgfCPnbI/AAAAAAAAGhM/Cf1jUMzGGj0/s1600/IMG_4481.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Std3x9tFpg/ToqUgfCPnbI/AAAAAAAAGhM/Cf1jUMzGGj0/s400/IMG_4481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659499167552085426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-931888921702015196?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/931888921702015196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/painting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/931888921702015196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/931888921702015196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/painting.html' title='Painting'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6YWJ46qj10/ToqUg_ktkOI/AAAAAAAAGhc/eaLVMJgXJEw/s72-c/IMG_4479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8138174355886947765</id><published>2011-09-01T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:04:57.651+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A night Off</title><content type='html'>My parents, now they are back from a holiday, have been really helpful during the big squirrels travels, but I don't usually like them to babysit for my social things. Sounds weird but they can help out with the kids, but I don't usually take a night off. However with a disrupted and protracted travel as this one has been, I had already committed to so many things, that I feel I have been calling on them every night. In fact today, Dad went to the school Fathers Day Breakfast, and then they babysat for me again tonight, while I went out for dinner with some school mums.&lt;div&gt;This had been booked for some time, and we went to George Calombaris's new restaurant &lt;a href="http://www.georgecalombaris.com.au/st-katherine.htm"&gt;St Katherine's&lt;/a&gt;. I am no foodie so forgive me, but it is modern greek, middle eastern and turkish cusine. (yes straight from his website)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concept is that it is food designed to share and whatever it was that was ordered was really nice - I was happy to leave that in the hands of someone who knew what they were doing. Having said that the staff were really very helpful - to the point that they also dont want you to over or under order and what came out was really tasty, plenty of food and a bit of fun. I would recommend it, it is a fun experience. I probably wouldn't go back with my lot - it is all a bit too adventurous for them. The big squirrel is a parma man. Really enjoyable night and nice to have a little break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8138174355886947765?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8138174355886947765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/night-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8138174355886947765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8138174355886947765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/night-off.html' title='A night Off'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8613247091324511112</id><published>2011-08-31T20:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:56:23.450+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Fathers Night Stand In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POZ5xtAMAD4/ToqRWlNlJjI/AAAAAAAAGg0/dIWVdigFIH4/s1600/IMG_7026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;The big sqirrels travel schedule stuffed up so he can't be here this week like he had planned. Frankly everyone is upset about it, well maybe with one exception....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok1C7MXG29g/ToqRXEi1O5I/AAAAAAAAGg8/Lc9iJ8DF1Gw/s400/IMG_7024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659495707287305106" /&gt;My Dad! Poppy got the special honour of stand in Dad at the twins Fathers Night at kinder.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POZ5xtAMAD4/ToqRWlNlJjI/AAAAAAAAGg0/dIWVdigFIH4/s1600/IMG_7026.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ljpy_8zEsA/ToqRXNlWbOI/AAAAAAAAGhE/W4W5Dhfc8d0/s400/IMG_7022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659495709713788130" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-POZ5xtAMAD4/ToqRWlNlJjI/AAAAAAAAGg0/dIWVdigFIH4/s400/IMG_7026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659495698876671538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lovely photos were taken at kinder and emailed. So thoughtful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8613247091324511112?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8613247091324511112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/fathers-night-stand-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8613247091324511112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8613247091324511112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/fathers-night-stand-in.html' title='Fathers Night Stand In'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok1C7MXG29g/ToqRXEi1O5I/AAAAAAAAGg8/Lc9iJ8DF1Gw/s72-c/IMG_7024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4266893827773126303</id><published>2011-08-30T22:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T10:45:23.700+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRblGXq52hM/Toj3UM-de6I/AAAAAAAAGeU/ot2iQ-rkH4c/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRblGXq52hM/Toj3UM-de6I/AAAAAAAAGeU/ot2iQ-rkH4c/s400/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659044858243677090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep - we made it a whole week into the holidays before resorting to the movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4266893827773126303?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4266893827773126303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4266893827773126303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4266893827773126303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/movie.html' title='Movie'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRblGXq52hM/Toj3UM-de6I/AAAAAAAAGeU/ot2iQ-rkH4c/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-124641703313230911</id><published>2011-08-30T15:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:42:31.404+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbd9HyCfw4s/ToqObW0RrWI/AAAAAAAAGf8/-p_XnVhlZH0/s1600/IMG_1542.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbd9HyCfw4s/ToqObW0RrWI/AAAAAAAAGf8/-p_XnVhlZH0/s400/IMG_1542.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659492482376904034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off to school in pj's - him not me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole school reading to a special person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that he loves to read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-124641703313230911?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/124641703313230911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/124641703313230911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/124641703313230911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mbd9HyCfw4s/ToqObW0RrWI/AAAAAAAAGf8/-p_XnVhlZH0/s72-c/IMG_1542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5235813914395941537</id><published>2011-08-27T21:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T16:33:34.938+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>thirty eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5C21kxSH6c/TolOl9HypLI/AAAAAAAAGfc/XZmoBKX0Qp0/s400/IMG_4414.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659140820737107122" /&gt;An early start to a busy day that also happens to be my birthday. The best thing about a birthday is those early morning cuddles. Thankfully today we didn't rush out for breakfast as we had a basketball match...but Dad needed a quick snooze, oh I mean he was looking after the boys while I relaxed. )or thats his story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kRk-8HtYVw/TolPgbdqB4I/AAAAAAAAGfs/Ep5egDu74H0/s1600/IMG_1528.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kRk-8HtYVw/TolPgbdqB4I/AAAAAAAAGfs/Ep5egDu74H0/s400/IMG_1528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659141825314293634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After basketball, off to Yum Cha for lunch which was fast but delish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then home for a quick cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alexander off to a gym bus party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kinder fundraiser carnival - where i had to speak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and manage two boys who where a bit overwhelmed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4q20zOQg9U/TolOlvYHdSI/AAAAAAAAGfM/F2WfLFe8cks/s400/IMG_4444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659140817047483682" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBd1hrjnVdw/TolOlfQLhJI/AAAAAAAAGfE/RIu68UM56uo/s400/IMG_4467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659140812719228050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we got there in the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j2lqVdCaSyA/TolOmBaSNZI/AAAAAAAAGfk/kgR4fx-u5hw/s400/IMG_4474.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659140821888415122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5235813914395941537?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5235813914395941537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/thirty-eight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5235813914395941537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5235813914395941537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/thirty-eight.html' title='thirty eight'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5C21kxSH6c/TolOl9HypLI/AAAAAAAAGfc/XZmoBKX0Qp0/s72-c/IMG_4414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6127447644493997042</id><published>2011-08-26T23:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:11:30.492+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JgC0GySFTE/TohURWTayJI/AAAAAAAAGd8/MjhKzPUfd4c/s400/IMG_4402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658865588812564626" /&gt;I did kinder duty today and with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; comes another one - another visit from Edward bear. Spencer loved having his company - on what could be our busiest weekend of the year. Lets hope Edward can keep up.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Af-eeHC5uSQ/TohURmkWXfI/AAAAAAAAGeE/p32n08hRN9Y/s400/IMG_4406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658865593178545650" /&gt;My big boy heading off to his school disco. An evening event where they get frocked up and dance like mad. Growing up so fast!!!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l--ti6_PuXI/TohURlCL1JI/AAAAAAAAGeM/zTD1a1m1nb8/s400/IMG_4408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658865592766813330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6127447644493997042?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6127447644493997042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/duty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6127447644493997042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6127447644493997042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/duty.html' title='Duty'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JgC0GySFTE/TohURWTayJI/AAAAAAAAGd8/MjhKzPUfd4c/s72-c/IMG_4402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4044969847390166908</id><published>2011-08-25T10:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:05:26.697+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Wacky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p8N-2D8VSS8/TohSc41Dw_I/AAAAAAAAGd0/gIkb6Rqo7Gg/s1600/IMG_1523.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p8N-2D8VSS8/TohSc41Dw_I/AAAAAAAAGd0/gIkb6Rqo7Gg/s400/IMG_1523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658863588035773426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4JOZ9g0rNg/TohSc3WawyI/AAAAAAAAGds/pj4zyM69Lss/s1600/IMG_1521.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l4JOZ9g0rNg/TohSc3WawyI/AAAAAAAAGds/pj4zyM69Lss/s400/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658863587638821666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was wacky hair day today. The shops are out of coloured hairspray only leaving us with white. His hair is actually cut like this and has been for a while, just its usually so flat that you can't tell. He was a bit happy with himself. At least one of us was.&lt;div&gt;I was so low today everything was a struggle. We managed the hair thing and had to get moving quickly because the cupboards are bare - no bread, no milk. Nothing. We were off to McDonalds for breakfast and lunch was a lunch order. The kids thought it was great but I felt like a failure. Luckily the other families in there having breakfast were all in the same boat so we weren't judging each other!! The big squirrel is home tomorrow so hopefully that will ease the burden and I am off to get some food!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4044969847390166908?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4044969847390166908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/wacky-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4044969847390166908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4044969847390166908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/wacky-day.html' title='Wacky day'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p8N-2D8VSS8/TohSc41Dw_I/AAAAAAAAGd0/gIkb6Rqo7Gg/s72-c/IMG_1523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7502462384541008350</id><published>2011-08-24T22:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:59:42.258+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Psyched</title><content type='html'>I've been psyched and I don't think I like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started seeing a psychologist to get help with managing the boys. It is through our local council so when it was really bad in April, by August when I got my first appointment, it has kind of managed itself. Still she is really helpful and really nice. She is also really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It probably doesn't seem like it here, but I don't really like talking about myself. The first appointment was fine because we weren't talking about me, it was about the boys and I had done a lot, talked to people, researched, seen specialists, so that we were talking in a conversation rather than answering questions. However, this time it changed and she managed to get me to think and talk about things that I didn't really want to. Maybe not want to but didn't enjoy may be a better explanation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went from looking forward to having a chat, to coming out feeling flat. It is not her fault just got me thinkin', and thats not always fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7502462384541008350?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7502462384541008350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/psyched.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7502462384541008350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7502462384541008350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/psyched.html' title='Psyched'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5282095448180148598</id><published>2011-08-23T22:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:53:57.374+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>King Tut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X0EX8GBnGVw/TohOsaFPB3I/AAAAAAAAGdk/LjPOvTSd9_o/s1600/IMG_1511.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X0EX8GBnGVw/TohOsaFPB3I/AAAAAAAAGdk/LjPOvTSd9_o/s400/IMG_1511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658859456613517170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tutankhamen has travelled to Melbourne and the exhibition is very popular. Alexander has been studying it at school and I was keen for him to see all the exhibition had to offer. The twins usually have a play group on Tuesday, but not this week, so after speaking to his teacher, we all took the day off and went to the museum. My Dad came along too.&lt;div&gt;It was a great exhibition, a huge amount to see and unbelievable that the things you are looking at are like 3000 years old. Ceramics and jewellery that could be in a store today - really remarkable. I thought we were finished and we were only half way through. It got really good once you entered the display from King Tut's tomb. This is where my research really let me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it was from King Tut's tomb, but somehow overlooked the fact that there would be a lot about death. You know, being a dug up grave and dead body and all - it could be a little confronting. Dad was with Alexander and I had the twins who at 4 still have a limit on their interest threshold. There were images of the skeleton in the tomb thing (I am sure it has a name I didn't get a chance to read it) which were a bit much, but they all took it in their stride. I am sure I amused some other guests with my interpretations of the artefacts. There was a beautiful drawer unit which was used to house the kings internal organs in the tomb. When asked what it was for, I told the boys it had his the kings guts in it. They thought that was brilliant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I highly recommend going to see this great display - just be prepared there may be some reference to death....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5282095448180148598?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5282095448180148598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/king-tut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5282095448180148598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5282095448180148598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/king-tut.html' title='King Tut'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X0EX8GBnGVw/TohOsaFPB3I/AAAAAAAAGdk/LjPOvTSd9_o/s72-c/IMG_1511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3730687683655613180</id><published>2011-08-20T22:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:42:13.888+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Gifted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfdrTq_c9qk/TohNv76DinI/AAAAAAAAGdc/ZGCvNzhmnjg/s1600/IMG_1524.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfdrTq_c9qk/TohNv76DinI/AAAAAAAAGdc/ZGCvNzhmnjg/s400/IMG_1524.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658858417721412210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another crocheted cowl - this time for the kinder teacher. The pom pom wool is woven through at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3730687683655613180?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3730687683655613180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/gifted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3730687683655613180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3730687683655613180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/gifted.html' title='Gifted'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfdrTq_c9qk/TohNv76DinI/AAAAAAAAGdc/ZGCvNzhmnjg/s72-c/IMG_1524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8192064032073894244</id><published>2011-08-18T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:38:14.578+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Herbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTI6cfAjogM/TohM-9jePjI/AAAAAAAAGdU/lgLppnXZ6ck/s1600/IMG_1499.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTI6cfAjogM/TohM-9jePjI/AAAAAAAAGdU/lgLppnXZ6ck/s400/IMG_1499.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658857576349974066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working together planting parsley and chives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8192064032073894244?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8192064032073894244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/herbs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8192064032073894244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8192064032073894244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/herbs.html' title='Herbs'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UTI6cfAjogM/TohM-9jePjI/AAAAAAAAGdU/lgLppnXZ6ck/s72-c/IMG_1499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8367141579344223535</id><published>2011-08-15T22:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:35:51.012+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>Community</title><content type='html'>I don't like to get involved. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like a big statement, I always like to help, and in my mind have grand plans, but ultimately I usually over think things and decide that it is best if I stay out of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was different. Automatically, I got involved and helped a friend (fellow kinder committee member) who was in a car accident. I saw her and her three children on the side of the road being comforted by someone else I knew, but they did not know each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My reaction was automatic. I was driving home from my drop offs by myself with no where to be and pulled over to help. We piled the kids in my car and got her sitting down. They were all ok - despite the other car flipping over. I was happy to just be, no rush, whatever they needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all worked out ok. Everyone was safe - no one very hurt - all good (as an accident can be) But, I felt good. I was glad that I could actually help her, and didn't expect anything in return. She was happy to see a face she knew. Other school mums were pulling over to see if I was ok - which was really thoughtful and it felt good to be involved and a participant in my community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8367141579344223535?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8367141579344223535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/community.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8367141579344223535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8367141579344223535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/community.html' title='Community'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8734449517933573445</id><published>2011-08-14T22:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:27:58.656+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids craft'/><title type='text'>Calm after the storm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOcY134KSAg/TohJBgbKowI/AAAAAAAAGdM/8nSxkKZKymg/s1600/IMG_4375.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOcY134KSAg/TohJBgbKowI/AAAAAAAAGdM/8nSxkKZKymg/s400/IMG_4375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658853222023602946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are. It all looks very peaceful - now that is. Today has been a lovely day and the boys have been gorgeous. We have made rocket ships and painted coasters getting ready for fathers day. Yesterday it wasn't so pretty. &lt;div&gt;It has been a week since the big squirrel left for work, and the pressure was rising. Every niggle seemed to send each of us off in a different direction. I needed to pop out to get something, but on my own with three boys this is never easy. As it turns out after a tantrum (me this time) and starting the car and pretending to drive off (for effect only - mission accomplished), three sheepish boys obediently piled into the car. We didn't get what we needed, just drove around aimlessly for 2 whole hours until we had all calmed down. The cost of the petrol was worth the result. We have all changed - for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The routine is a bit more in order and everyone is more respectful. Lets hope this lasts really cos this single mum needs a bit of order right now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6RpOJ22pfI/TohJBZsjMEI/AAAAAAAAGdE/sppXGd1CexA/s1600/IMG_4372.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N6RpOJ22pfI/TohJBZsjMEI/AAAAAAAAGdE/sppXGd1CexA/s400/IMG_4372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658853220217466946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8734449517933573445?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8734449517933573445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/calm-after-storm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8734449517933573445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8734449517933573445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/calm-after-storm.html' title='Calm after the storm...'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GOcY134KSAg/TohJBgbKowI/AAAAAAAAGdM/8nSxkKZKymg/s72-c/IMG_4375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2303762140111688431</id><published>2011-08-12T22:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:19:29.133+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>When I grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the question put to me by my 7 year old tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know you can do anything you want Mum", he continued, "as long as you are here in the morning to take me to school and in the afternoons to pick me up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there it is. While I thought it was darling that I still have the opportunity to grow up, it really made me think. I always talk to the boys about being able to do anything that they want, but hearing it come back to me is really confronting I suppose. I did however get a little giggle about his 'restrictions'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the boys growing up and gaining more and more independence I have started to think about working again. I have been lucky enough to be able to stay at home - well in a sense it was almost easier than trying to arrange care for three boys - and cheaper not to work frankly. That being said, I do miss the work environment. I like finishing a task, chatting with adults about rubbish tv. However, I don't think that I want to go back to my old career....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to work in HR - both internal and external recruitment in the pharmaceutical industry. Sounds thrilling I know. I really liked it - particularly internal HR - but now, with my own family, I don't think I could go and be the "Mum" at work. You know, the adjudicator, policy setter, basically the fun police. It is hard enough at home, but to do the same stuff with adults who are getting paid!! No thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which leads me to now. The wonderland - with a lot more wonder. What is it that I would like to do? Really the question isn't so much about me now, but my family. I &lt;b&gt;do&lt;/b&gt; want to be there in the morning and the evenings after school - at least while they are little. I do want to be available for school holidays which there seems to be an awful lot of. I don't know what people do who only have 4 weeks annual leave per year do for the other 9 weeks a year their kids are at home?? So I am working it out in reverse and seems like I am crossing out the things that I don't want to do. Maybe if I keep going I will actually narrow it down to something I do want to be....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2303762140111688431?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2303762140111688431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-i-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2303762140111688431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2303762140111688431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I grow up'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6073507851442507495</id><published>2011-08-08T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:07:22.693+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>On my own again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyB5JM_7YQs/TogyV5ztIUI/AAAAAAAAGc8/kBsNeiEuuuo/s1600/IMG_4282.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyB5JM_7YQs/TogyV5ztIUI/AAAAAAAAGc8/kBsNeiEuuuo/s400/IMG_4282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658828283667358018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The big squirrel is travelling for work, and it is an understatement to say that it is hard work while he is away. But I will not dwell on that - rather let you know about one of my Go To meals. Lettuce wraps.&lt;div&gt;Anything they can eat in their hands always seems like more fun and wrapping it in lettuce is such a healthy alternative. The filling can be anything. Mince of some sort - even a bolognaise which I hid a myriad of different veggies and they think they are having unhealthy fun food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6073507851442507495?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6073507851442507495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-my-own-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6073507851442507495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6073507851442507495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-my-own-again.html' title='On my own again'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hyB5JM_7YQs/TogyV5ztIUI/AAAAAAAAGc8/kBsNeiEuuuo/s72-c/IMG_4282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6224554169188250687</id><published>2011-08-06T20:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:42:18.741+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Who knew?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBn0_0pdfc/Togx4Ommj6I/AAAAAAAAGc0/hhvSn_3c22U/s1600/IMG_1504.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBn0_0pdfc/Togx4Ommj6I/AAAAAAAAGc0/hhvSn_3c22U/s400/IMG_1504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658827773853470626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got two pots of these for Mothers Day - and now its August and not only are they still alive but still flowering!!! Amazing in my house. Sitting on the window sill near the sink means these little lovelies actually get a drink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6224554169188250687?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6224554169188250687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-knew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6224554169188250687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6224554169188250687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-knew.html' title='Who knew?!?'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykBn0_0pdfc/Togx4Ommj6I/AAAAAAAAGc0/hhvSn_3c22U/s72-c/IMG_1504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-811538380616115635</id><published>2011-08-05T20:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:39:35.459+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>More Emergency Services...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1WrFkupDgs/TogwYgmUT_I/AAAAAAAAGck/-ifyXEh8hJM/s400/IMG_1487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658826129416671218" /&gt;I don't think any mum really wants to see her child in the back of a police car but thankfully this was a visit to the kinder by the police was purely educational!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu7L6TmrHKo/TogwYkQmH_I/AAAAAAAAGcs/J5yD4dVLK1g/s1600/IMG_1488.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu7L6TmrHKo/TogwYkQmH_I/AAAAAAAAGcs/J5yD4dVLK1g/s400/IMG_1488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658826130399305714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys are really enjoying this focus on the Emergency Services. The police officers were kinder parents, but I was surprised they let the kids in and play in the cars. The kids loved it but I bet when they got back in the car - everything that could be on - was!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6i1UpwW1YU/TogwYWo_TsI/AAAAAAAAGcc/iO7haD-UGI4/s1600/IMG_1482.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6i1UpwW1YU/TogwYWo_TsI/AAAAAAAAGcc/iO7haD-UGI4/s400/IMG_1482.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658826126743523010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-811538380616115635?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/811538380616115635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-emergency-services.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/811538380616115635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/811538380616115635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-emergency-services.html' title='More Emergency Services...'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1WrFkupDgs/TogwYgmUT_I/AAAAAAAAGck/-ifyXEh8hJM/s72-c/IMG_1487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2196935873708509247</id><published>2011-08-02T20:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:33:42.777+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>I hate having to make a choice. Truly - by the time I have weighed up the options, usually the decision is made for me. I really have to look at the pros and cons of everything. Food shopping used to be a nightmare. Washing powder can be a 10 minute decision - cost of package, how much is in it, how many washes, cost per wash... Food is worse because I have to take into account the sugar, fat, carbs, additives etc. Nightmare. Now I shop where there is no choice - works much better for me. If I want flour there is only one option.&lt;div&gt;Now that you have a scary little insight to the mechanics of my brain, you only begin to understand what has been going through my head in relation to my kids and what to do next year. At this point I have been recommended to repeat kinder, and have a place for the boys where they have been going - and I am President.  Having two makes it all a bit more difficult - but I had a good chat with their teacher about them and their needs and now we agree that a different kinder would probably be better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are in their comfort zone and have some habits that are not necessarily good. If they do repeat, I think they will need more - more stimulation, more experiences that will give them what they need from the extra year of kinder. It was good to have this chat with the teacher given our unusual relationship. Effectively she is my employee but also my kids teacher and doesn't want to push me away, but also wants the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this has now pushed me to panic again to try and get not one but two kinder places at a suitable sessional kinder. Here we go again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2196935873708509247?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2196935873708509247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2196935873708509247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2196935873708509247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/08/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-3068744742367447985</id><published>2011-07-31T20:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:23:53.227+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday funday'/><title type='text'>Strolling in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVoBZgcDq4s/TogtjmNDJsI/AAAAAAAAGcU/vUDdAfy2bAQ/s1600/IMG_1478.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVoBZgcDq4s/TogtjmNDJsI/AAAAAAAAGcU/vUDdAfy2bAQ/s400/IMG_1478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658823021364979394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our usual luxury breakfast, we went with Grandfather strolling in the city. We did those touristy things that you don't normally do in your home town. Wandering the arcades and laneways on a Sunday is always so lovely. We enjoyed some Haigs chocolate frogs and saw Gog and Magog chime at noon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-3068744742367447985?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/3068744742367447985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/strolling-in-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3068744742367447985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/3068744742367447985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/strolling-in-city.html' title='Strolling in the City'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVoBZgcDq4s/TogtjmNDJsI/AAAAAAAAGcU/vUDdAfy2bAQ/s72-c/IMG_1478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7244027483651726293</id><published>2011-07-29T20:54:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:07:52.626+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Fire Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's excursion was on a double decker bus to the local firestation. 50 kinder kids were off on excursion, and of those 50 I had the most excited one - and the other one I had to bribe with dinosaurs to get him there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question is, do you think he is excited??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0u9uO6c9wI/TjKTVukhg-I/AAAAAAAAGX8/A3SqsPDvzME/s400/IMG_4312.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634728085281670114" /&gt;The local paper was also there and obviously drawn to the little boy in uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1OjxPnmXbKg/TjKTWKT_XDI/AAAAAAAAGYE/Z7f2LOZVZBw/s400/IMG_8662.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634728092728515634" /&gt;I just hope the shot of his workers crack out peeping out of the small yellow fireman sam pants doesn't make the cover!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuBReDAl940/TjKTVH-NC_I/AAAAAAAAGXo/gQIHPFvbGnI/s400/IMG_4328.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634728074920397810" /&gt;Spencer also had a really good time and was relaxed and compliant.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sUv7Ts8q8Zg/TjKTWIS7_AI/AAAAAAAAGYM/SPx6DBYz_3I/s400/IMG_8664.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634728092187229186" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S410TQt1xVw/TjKTVb-lCII/AAAAAAAAGXw/tuYgRYXX4NA/s400/IMG_4351.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634728080290678914" /&gt;I thought I had got out of my promise of more dinosaurs, but we were sitting on the bus (up top on the way home) and Spencer turns to me deadpan and says "Can we get those dinosaurs now Mum?" Bless - and off to Target we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7244027483651726293?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7244027483651726293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/fire-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7244027483651726293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7244027483651726293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/fire-man.html' title='Fire Man'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0u9uO6c9wI/TjKTVukhg-I/AAAAAAAAGX8/A3SqsPDvzME/s72-c/IMG_4312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4544037502691084029</id><published>2011-07-14T17:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:53:26.173+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just a big ol&apos; whinge'/><title type='text'>Pizza for my Pity Party</title><content type='html'>So I have started this new regime around home - cleaning. Yes apparently it is something you need to do more than once! In retrospect school holidays was probably not THE best time to start, but it is no reason to stop either. I haven't fallen off the wagon, but it is hard to establish a new routine. I am still drinking the water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; feel better for it, and now I am cleaning and cooking what feels like all day long. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, reality is I probably have bitten off a bit too much and am running a mini crusade here where I am trying to save money, reduce wastage of everything, declutter, clean the house, create a routine, everyone drinking more water, eating healthy and put in another one - remove preservatives from our diet. I know it is probably a bit unrealistic, to expect to do all of these things but if you have a problem with it  - let me know - otherwise get with the program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big squirrel seems to have a problem with this. He wont eat breakfast - buys crap for lunch and regularly brings in random foodstuffs and magazines to the house. He has remarked that the house looks good, but thats about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night, I was getting ready to go out for the evening, when he popped home to say he had to run a work errand and would be a little while. I begrudgingly agreed, and said I would feed the kids and keep his dinner warm. Two hours later, and when I should have been leaving, he saunters home with a PIZZA tucked under his arm.We had eaten and the kids were all ready for bed, and his dinner was on a plate in the oven! I am working hard at creating a balance and opportunities and it feels like - even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;subconsciously&lt;/span&gt;, he is sabotaging them. My incredibly mature response was to go out and spend money to spite him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously reigning Queen of the Perfect Club!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4544037502691084029?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4544037502691084029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/pizza-for-my-pity-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4544037502691084029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4544037502691084029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/pizza-for-my-pity-party.html' title='Pizza for my Pity Party'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6185115644735539618</id><published>2011-07-13T23:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:27:46.406+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Bits and Bobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPAob1PeKTI/Th_qSNq_LII/AAAAAAAAGNk/O_jGekk6wpo/s400/IMG_4079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629475657864916098" /&gt;Well into the second week of the never ending holidays and things are getting a bit tougher. The boys are bored and hungry. We had a lovely playdate at our place today which was a welcome relief and I made these Apple Chips. YUM. From a pinterest find - &lt;a href="http://vittlesandbits.blogspot.com"&gt;vittlesandbits.blogspot.com.&lt;/a&gt; I need to refine a little but tasty.&lt;div&gt;Then I got a little time off and went out to see Bridesmaids. If you can deal with a little projectile vomit and inappropriate humour it is a very funny movie. What is really nice is that they have real bodies, wrinkles and wear their clothes more than once (alway a pet peeve for me).  It gave me a chance to have a really good look at this top. Apparently from Urban Outfits last year and no longer around so me thinks I may need to make one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIdfqMkTwGs/Th_qSlh29II/AAAAAAAAGNs/1KGmEopW9AM/s1600/65752638_SO1f16ix_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIdfqMkTwGs/Th_qSlh29II/AAAAAAAAGNs/1KGmEopW9AM/s400/65752638_SO1f16ix_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629475664269079682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The top looks like the beige stripes have been folded up but I actually think it is black fabric at the top folded in stripes. On my to do list for summer.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2qsVfrnJss/Th_qR5KV2_I/AAAAAAAAGNc/EerIMjBB0_4/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-05-24%2Bat%2B3.57.29%2BPM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2qsVfrnJss/Th_qR5KV2_I/AAAAAAAAGNc/EerIMjBB0_4/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-05-24%2Bat%2B3.57.29%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629475652359281650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6185115644735539618?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6185115644735539618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/bits-and-bobs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6185115644735539618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6185115644735539618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/bits-and-bobs.html' title='Bits and Bobs'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPAob1PeKTI/Th_qSNq_LII/AAAAAAAAGNk/O_jGekk6wpo/s72-c/IMG_4079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-7862671343368458697</id><published>2011-07-12T17:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:18:32.638+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>MAster Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BwByP_65hk/Th_oUZkAJkI/AAAAAAAAGNU/w0OjnHswrzg/s1600/IMG_4069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BwByP_65hk/Th_oUZkAJkI/AAAAAAAAGNU/w0OjnHswrzg/s400/IMG_4069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473496393328194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did some cooking. There was no time for a recipe so we just winged it. I got out anything I could find and we were making museli bars. There are currants, sultanas, dates, cranberries, sunflower seeds, coconut, rolled oats, rice bubbles and corn flakes. All of this was just in the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iiDHQFDBDmI/Th_oUEU0HBI/AAAAAAAAGNM/UfWeppS61zM/s1600/IMG_4071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iiDHQFDBDmI/Th_oUEU0HBI/AAAAAAAAGNM/UfWeppS61zM/s400/IMG_4071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473490692480018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each boy was given a bowl and spoon and allowed to scoop in what ever they felt like and as much as they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpwLy3Opg6E/Th_oUGemnvI/AAAAAAAAGNE/9LJEp2UgZTY/s1600/IMG_4072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WpwLy3Opg6E/Th_oUGemnvI/AAAAAAAAGNE/9LJEp2UgZTY/s400/IMG_4072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473491270409970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were actually really restrained and thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPqmi2NyMok/Th_oT67HR-I/AAAAAAAAGM8/yaOgsAKc9Wo/s1600/IMG_4074.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPqmi2NyMok/Th_oT67HR-I/AAAAAAAAGM8/yaOgsAKc9Wo/s400/IMG_4074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473488168765410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started by tasting everything and that limited the amount of fingers in the bowls. Well that was until I added the condensed milk. I put in enough to make each one gooey. (yes the technical term) Once they were all mixed and stuck together, I pressed each one into the large tray on baking paper to keep everyones creation separate. Into the oven on a moderate heat until golden (again highly technical) and we got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8XzJPZbmjE/Th_oTtC4bCI/AAAAAAAAGM0/iLLWkPxCBLc/s1600/IMG_4076.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8XzJPZbmjE/Th_oTtC4bCI/AAAAAAAAGM0/iLLWkPxCBLc/s400/IMG_4076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629473484443249698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy crunchy museli bars. I know what is in them and the worst is condensed milk. THe best bit is they are easy, quick, cheap and REALLY YUMMY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-7862671343368458697?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/7862671343368458697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/master-chef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7862671343368458697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/7862671343368458697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/master-chef.html' title='MAster Chef'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BwByP_65hk/Th_oUZkAJkI/AAAAAAAAGNU/w0OjnHswrzg/s72-c/IMG_4069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8993540554526803607</id><published>2011-07-11T17:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:11:04.444+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>I'm with the band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00SEP_QXa2Q/Th_nzH2YVyI/AAAAAAAAGMs/pHBH749Vbuw/s1600/IMG_4066.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00SEP_QXa2Q/Th_nzH2YVyI/AAAAAAAAGMs/pHBH749Vbuw/s400/IMG_4066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629472924702889762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All their own creation. The music needs a little work - as too the costumes..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oArCZdltIdo/Th_nw_6vRrI/AAAAAAAAGMk/WzeZSsBrEq8/s1600/IMG_4065.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oArCZdltIdo/Th_nw_6vRrI/AAAAAAAAGMk/WzeZSsBrEq8/s400/IMG_4065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629472888213948082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rock on Boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8993540554526803607?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8993540554526803607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-with-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8993540554526803607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8993540554526803607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-with-band.html' title='I&apos;m with the band'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00SEP_QXa2Q/Th_nzH2YVyI/AAAAAAAAGMs/pHBH749Vbuw/s72-c/IMG_4066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2092455516007204175</id><published>2011-07-10T17:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:09:08.690+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Shhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFQAmtT8dRY/Th_nKgSc2dI/AAAAAAAAGMU/IFcZ8VHLiNo/s400/IMG_4060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629472226888440274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Caught you! This is what my boy has looked like the last couple of days. He bought himself the last two diary of a wimpy kid books and has been hiding away reading them - in his head! I love that you love to read.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8mPnYcLABU/Th_nKrPMlRI/AAAAAAAAGMc/rMXZ3yYn_F0/s400/IMG_4061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629472229827581202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2092455516007204175?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2092455516007204175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/shhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2092455516007204175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2092455516007204175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/shhhhhhh.html' title='Shhhhhhh'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFQAmtT8dRY/Th_nKgSc2dI/AAAAAAAAGMU/IFcZ8VHLiNo/s72-c/IMG_4060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-8460961007323110558</id><published>2011-07-09T21:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:06:36.609+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Ice Ice Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IiTwAxMoeqQ/Th_lld3-y5I/AAAAAAAAGMM/R1zsrcVQHCE/s400/IMG_1428.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629470491073760146" /&gt;We were lucky to get tickets (in a box) to see Disney on Ice tonight - through Mum's work. The boys were excited and got all dressed up and were on their best behaviour. They love Mickey and Minnie and were excited to see the show.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJRk6QyZ5K0/Th_llOUKHGI/AAAAAAAAGME/brbY6_Ryeaw/s1600/IMG_1426.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJRk6QyZ5K0/Th_llOUKHGI/AAAAAAAAGME/brbY6_Ryeaw/s400/IMG_1426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629470486896974946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They weren't disappointed as the first people out were Mickey, Minnie, Donald and Goofy. We also saw Cars, The Little Mermaid and Lion King. All very well done and the use of fabric and lighting was beautiful.&lt;div&gt;There were however a couple of downsides. The started to loose interest at interval and the second half was all tinkerbell, which doesn't really engage them. Girls would probably LOVE it. The other problem was that while it was lovely to be in the box with comfy seats and party food, we were probably too far away. You couldn't see their faces (yes I had my glasses on!) but you also couldn't see the ice - or their skates - so the idea that they were skating on ice was really lost on us in the box. Still was a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUdrd-BAnow/Th_llCBdwHI/AAAAAAAAGL8/TmJb62SwVSw/s1600/IMG_1433.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUdrd-BAnow/Th_llCBdwHI/AAAAAAAAGL8/TmJb62SwVSw/s400/IMG_1433.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629470483597344882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-8460961007323110558?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/8460961007323110558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/ice-ice-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8460961007323110558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/8460961007323110558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice Ice Baby'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IiTwAxMoeqQ/Th_lld3-y5I/AAAAAAAAGMM/R1zsrcVQHCE/s72-c/IMG_1428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-4142367084267736284</id><published>2011-07-08T17:47:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T16:59:45.706+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Basketball Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3or8ULzgNgI/Th_lRaZiw6I/AAAAAAAAGL0/R1AI7NbdWRY/s1600/IMG_1454.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3or8ULzgNgI/Th_lRaZiw6I/AAAAAAAAGL0/R1AI7NbdWRY/s400/IMG_1454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629470146543403938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexander is getting to the age where he needs some 'activities' during the holidays - especially the June ones which are always cold and miserable. Hello Basketball Camp. Two full days of training and exercise with his basketball team. The ball and shirt were signed by some basketball people - probably the same ones as in this photo......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-4142367084267736284?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/4142367084267736284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/basketball-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4142367084267736284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/4142367084267736284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/basketball-camp.html' title='Basketball Camp'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3or8ULzgNgI/Th_lRaZiw6I/AAAAAAAAGL0/R1AI7NbdWRY/s72-c/IMG_1454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-9160351757019192257</id><published>2011-07-06T17:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T17:15:49.685+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>15 minutes</title><content type='html'>I have started a new habit - well trying anyway. I found &lt;a href="http://flylady.net"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; though 74 Lime Lane and am jumping at the challenge. Most of what she said resinates with me. &lt;div&gt;The first question - Are you living in CHAOS? (Cant have anyone over syndrome?) Well its a big yes from me. The cleaning and organising drops to the bottom of my to do list, and when people are coming over, I fall into a flat spin and like a tornado clean the surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The concept of it is to develop habits that make cleaning and organising your home easier, but also de-cluttering and looking after yourself - not just everyone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How it works is the FLYLady (Finally Loving Yourself) sends me an email everyday telling me what to do. The first day was polish the sink and I have to do this every day. The second one was get up and get dressed straight away -right to shoes ready to walk  out the door. Today I got additional emails about stopping procrastinating and doing a list of things - which I did because I was told to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I have made all the beds, changed the sheets, washed and put away all the dishes, scrubbed the bathroom, washed and folded clothes as well as made myself presentable. Not only have I done this but the kids have helped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems to be split into 15 minute blocks so we have been setting the alarm and going for it. There are even times you have to rest for 15 minutes. I have not been this regimented with my time since I was feeding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys are also embracing the challenge - they all had to dress themselves, put out their dirty clothes and make their beds in 15 minutes today and actually they were pretty successful. Benji helped with the sheets and Xandy helped scrub the bath. The other massive success was at dinner. Normally we can sit for what seems like hours with the kids trying to get them to eat their dinner. They had 15 minutes and what wasn't eaten went to the dog. The timer seemed to take away the tears and the dog only got some scraps. Lets hope I can make these habits permanent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh - and for the procrastination challenge I took photographs of all the boys artwork for the digital frame. Some has gone in the 'precious' cabinet and the rest becomes wrapping. Any extra goes to the bin and I have a clean space! My 15 minutes blogging is up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-9160351757019192257?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/9160351757019192257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/15-minutes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/9160351757019192257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/9160351757019192257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/15-minutes.html' title='15 minutes'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-5148157268384214949</id><published>2011-07-04T17:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T20:47:07.894+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing projects'/><title type='text'>The Quilts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IM6wgrjbAx4/ThGYXyVkbMI/AAAAAAAAGLs/HtPOg5SjC-c/s1600/IMG_3889.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IM6wgrjbAx4/ThGYXyVkbMI/AAAAAAAAGLs/HtPOg5SjC-c/s400/IMG_3889.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625444943979113666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing like a challenge to get Mum into action. She made not one, but two quilts for the twins for half christmas. It has been something she has been meaning to do since they were born. While I was pregnant she was working on a redwork quilt but it ended up too girly and hence was gifted to a cousins baby. (I tried to find a picture of it, but after wasting a heap of time, I cant find it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, at 4 1/2 the boys got their quilts. In navy, white and red. It was probably better to wait to this age because there was no inclination to do a real baby quilt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea is having an ageless quilt. It is something I would happily have on my bed, but is not at all feminine. It isn't masculine in the traditional way either - in that I mean all brown and musty. It is sharp and clean with strong colours and totally unisex. In a word - Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfTPFeLDmIU/ThGYWce2IoI/AAAAAAAAGLk/rQDr71BwlRo/s400/IMG_3891.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625444920932573826" /&gt;The quilt is called "Both Sides of the Pond" and is from "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jelly-Roll-Quilts-Pam-Lintott/dp/0715328638"&gt;Jelly Roll Quilts &lt;/a&gt;by Pam and Nicky Lintott. I think it is slightly bigger than the pattern with a larger white boarder to give it a touch more width. At this point it hangs right over our single beds (hiding all the stuff underneath) but also sits nicely on the top of our king size bed.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17RbVsTQqXI/ThGYWEHsAnI/AAAAAAAAGLc/2845XOSZHPU/s400/IMG_3887.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625444914392990322" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nan has embroidered a little name patch on each of them underneath - which is backed in red and white ticking style fabric. They both love them now and hopefully will travel with them through their life's journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-5148157268384214949?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/5148157268384214949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/quilts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5148157268384214949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/5148157268384214949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/quilts.html' title='The Quilts'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IM6wgrjbAx4/ThGYXyVkbMI/AAAAAAAAGLs/HtPOg5SjC-c/s72-c/IMG_3889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2317231691330495088</id><published>2011-07-04T14:34:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:48:52.361+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Winter Chills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcE_QsAWs48/ThFDwbw845I/AAAAAAAAGGs/4dlw6A6YzZI/s1600/IMG_1412.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcE_QsAWs48/ThFDwbw845I/AAAAAAAAGGs/4dlw6A6YzZI/s400/IMG_1412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625351908928316306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnxxVcdfki0/ThFDT_4xD7I/AAAAAAAAGGU/kT-hIcvXYa0/s1600/IMG_1408.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TnxxVcdfki0/ThFDT_4xD7I/AAAAAAAAGGU/kT-hIcvXYa0/s400/IMG_1408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625351420408565682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first 'official' day of holidays and I am seriously going to have to find my happy place to make it through two weeks. Already the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;squabbles&lt;/span&gt; and provoking have started, but despite all that we braved the winter chill and met friends out at Jells Park. Lots of fresh air and excercise and no cost makes the cold bearable - that and the fact that no-one went in the lake!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2317231691330495088?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2317231691330495088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/winter-chills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2317231691330495088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2317231691330495088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/winter-chills.html' title='Winter Chills'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcE_QsAWs48/ThFDwbw845I/AAAAAAAAGGs/4dlw6A6YzZI/s72-c/IMG_1412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1656771086699593093</id><published>2011-07-03T20:42:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:48:40.623+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5WgiF-yhiE/ThFFVqOdPSI/AAAAAAAAGHM/VL0s3cZ-a-s/s1600/IMG_3865.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5WgiF-yhiE/ThFFVqOdPSI/AAAAAAAAGHM/VL0s3cZ-a-s/s400/IMG_3865.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625353647976955170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw a rainbow today. It was so bright and was so thick that the colours looked to repeat themselves. The boys came straight inside and started drawing their own rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDsC7HedL68/ThFFVbXI5dI/AAAAAAAAGHE/QQpF8e5C7go/s1600/IMG_3866.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YDsC7HedL68/ThFFVbXI5dI/AAAAAAAAGHE/QQpF8e5C7go/s400/IMG_3866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625353643986838994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very proud of themselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXosaBWbQ_4/ThFFVLMTNoI/AAAAAAAAGG8/M0kMTdLP2CQ/s1600/IMG_3862.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iXosaBWbQ_4/ThFFVLMTNoI/AAAAAAAAGG8/M0kMTdLP2CQ/s400/IMG_3862.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625353639646410370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And great rainbow impressions - Spencers of course has dinosaurs under the rainbow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vj-u5Hr2qDA/ThFFUypwLKI/AAAAAAAAGG0/Lx0kALCHiRU/s1600/IMG_3884.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vj-u5Hr2qDA/ThFFUypwLKI/AAAAAAAAGG0/Lx0kALCHiRU/s400/IMG_3884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625353633059056802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1656771086699593093?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1656771086699593093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainbows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1656771086699593093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1656771086699593093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/rainbows.html' title='Rainbows'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h5WgiF-yhiE/ThFFVqOdPSI/AAAAAAAAGHM/VL0s3cZ-a-s/s72-c/IMG_3865.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-2552669016997888637</id><published>2011-07-02T20:48:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:48:30.363+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Lazy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With an early basketball game, we settled into and enjoyed the winter sun at a slow speed. Alexander cracked open the lego he got for 'half christmas' and between&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1gdTKl6wJM/ThFG1cjf2SI/AAAAAAAAGHk/GHtFDcASdDY/s400/IMG_3858.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625355293574551842" /&gt;he and Mr P. once they started they couldn't stop! There is still a little to go on Hogwarts Castle, but the detail in it is fantastic, and once built it makes a great playspace.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hxzcCVFqWo/ThFG1PYTMhI/AAAAAAAAGHc/fA_qMcFk7HI/s400/IMG_3855.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625355290037924370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum brought down her piemaker and whipped up some yummy meat pies and sweet apple pies for tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a-ErkBBXJts/ThFG0mI35LI/AAAAAAAAGHU/1GiPKZak4AM/s400/IMG_3859.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625355278967366834" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-2552669016997888637?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/2552669016997888637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/lazy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2552669016997888637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/2552669016997888637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/lazy-day.html' title='Lazy day'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1gdTKl6wJM/ThFG1cjf2SI/AAAAAAAAGHk/GHtFDcASdDY/s72-c/IMG_3858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-818895721510232163</id><published>2011-07-01T18:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:48:18.114+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pAvFGBbpwhs/ThFIRCRLchI/AAAAAAAAGHs/u0VxAd-V3Mo/s1600/IMG_3850.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pAvFGBbpwhs/ThFIRCRLchI/AAAAAAAAGHs/u0VxAd-V3Mo/s400/IMG_3850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625356867066360338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is always funny how your perspective effects your choices. Personally, I would prefer choices to be taken away from me as I tend to over think things and worry over the smallest thing, where if I just let it roll it would probably work out fine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xandy had a free dress day today so I let him have his choice of what to wear. He came out in his school shorts (yes its winter) and very proudly wearing his new Joey Scouts top- complete with badges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit I struggled with this, but let it go. I was worried he may get teased or picked on, particularly by older kids. But, I held my tongue and said nothing and wished him the best for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out this was the best thing I could have done. He had a great day. Everyone made a fuss of his top and are interested in hearing more about Joeys and maybe joining. Basically, the exact opposite of what I thought would happen. Seems mother doesn't know best (well not always!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-818895721510232163?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/818895721510232163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/818895721510232163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/818895721510232163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/07/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pAvFGBbpwhs/ThFIRCRLchI/AAAAAAAAGHs/u0VxAd-V3Mo/s72-c/IMG_3850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-6367420780954754065</id><published>2011-06-30T16:09:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:48:06.382+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half christmas'/><title type='text'>Birthday &amp; Half Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZec2f7I4l0/ThFKMGPOGcI/AAAAAAAAGIU/WgQhYkGH42w/s1600/IMG_3816.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZec2f7I4l0/ThFKMGPOGcI/AAAAAAAAGIU/WgQhYkGH42w/s400/IMG_3816.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625358981255797186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes - it seems like it is always someones birthday around here. This time celebrating my Dads. His is extra special though, because it is June 30 - end of our financial year. More than that though, he has designated it our half christmas. A tradition he hopes to continue long after he's gone (very morbid I know). The idea came about because the kids are all born close to christmas - either side, with the big squirrel in between all that. It makes a really long wait for anything that you want and then an overload at Christmas. Sometimes it is nice to get a little something during the year and this is our time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg7fbV9KpMU/ThFKLhLiDtI/AAAAAAAAGIM/XfFK5kkK9vA/s1600/IMG_3804.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg7fbV9KpMU/ThFKLhLiDtI/AAAAAAAAGIM/XfFK5kkK9vA/s400/IMG_3804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625358971308216018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Firstly we celebrate Popeye's birthday. With everyone helping him unwrap, the poor old chap didn't even know what he was getting! With presents out of the way, we sat down to a sumptuous dinner of roast turkey, sweet potato and ratatouille. With our bellies full like santa, we presented the kids with their gifts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_DqejRqz_70/ThFKKLnLFII/AAAAAAAAGH0/tNUexa5gtLo/s400/IMG_3823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625358948338701442" /&gt;The loved toys were the interactive dinosaur train toys for Benji and Spencer, and Alexander got a Harry Potter Lego from Nan and Pop (yeah toy sales)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYPtWJr7POs/ThFKLG2E9QI/AAAAAAAAGIE/BrkULCxtKOE/s1600/IMG_3824.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYPtWJr7POs/ThFKLG2E9QI/AAAAAAAAGIE/BrkULCxtKOE/s400/IMG_3824.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625358964238906626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of a more personal nature was the surprise Joey scouts top complete with all the badges sewn on - he was pleased as punch. And the little boys got their own quilts which Nanny has been obsessed with over the last 3 weeks. I say three weeks because that's when she started them knowing she had them booked in to be quilted!! They do look beautiful and I will post a better picture than this one below in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNFXr9ANq2o/ThFKKlUDE-I/AAAAAAAAGH8/y9VWi8caXZ0/s1600/IMG_3836.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNFXr9ANq2o/ThFKKlUDE-I/AAAAAAAAGH8/y9VWi8caXZ0/s400/IMG_3836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625358955237807074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't qualify for presents, so I gave this one to the boys - but I love it anyway. It is from Lark and called Shapemaker by Miller Goodman. It is a lovely wooden blocks with different graphic paintings on each side. The idea is to make pictures with it, which is actually a bit of a challenge.  I like the focus was hand eye coordination and matching, but also the creativity this lovely wooden toy brings out.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0Dkq2NLHtQ"&gt;Here is &lt;/a&gt;a link to an animation which makes it look easy - that it is not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BPBV_YShSCY/Tg64LBCzl1I/AAAAAAAAGGE/AX20pYqAk0E/s400/DSC_4228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624635484030605138" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-6367420780954754065?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/6367420780954754065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-half-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6367420780954754065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/6367420780954754065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-half-christmas.html' title='Birthday &amp; Half Christmas'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aZec2f7I4l0/ThFKMGPOGcI/AAAAAAAAGIU/WgQhYkGH42w/s72-c/IMG_3816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7940465031878755436.post-1234280793946632519</id><published>2011-06-28T19:19:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:43:13.919+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alexander has joined Joeys. It is a junior level of the Scouts Movement, which starts with Joeys, Cubs and then Scouts. He really loves it. I mean really. It is the first time that he has found something that resinates with him. Usually he just 'goes along' rather than being an active participant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't involved in guides or scouts when I was younger, so I can only go on what I have seen - and it is all good. It is really teaching the kids old-school skills and values. They have played games, learn about camping, compasses and nature.  The first badge they have been earning is Caring and Sharing and over the term they have completed different elements which contribute to gaining the badge. A very pleased Alexander with his first badge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAOiCk2AH2E/ThFCnYOVSjI/AAAAAAAAGGM/0HnbPJurQPk/s400/P1010288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625350653847358002" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7940465031878755436-1234280793946632519?l=lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/feeds/1234280793946632519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/06/presentation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1234280793946632519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7940465031878755436/posts/default/1234280793946632519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilredsquirrel.blogspot.com/2011/06/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>lilredsquirrel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02496190953655628276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JeKxH95SLmc/SJ13USp7D_I/AAAAAAAAAOw/b0wplQKeKz0/s1600-R/headshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAOiCk2AH2E/ThFCnYOVSjI/AAAAAAAAGGM/0HnbPJurQPk/s72-c/P1010288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
