Battle of the Wills

Meet my adopted daughter / educator in the wierd ways of teenagers, Michy. I mean really to try and figure out all this slang they use on their cell phones and facebook is scary, for example, gtg = got to go tms = tell me something ams = ask me something nm = not much nu = and you? wud = what you doing? and on and on and on. Need a dictionary to try understand it.

Well my darling youngest child dissapeared for the weekend with his friend Sebastian and his older brother very kindly agreed to let him use his new bicycle, under pain of death that if he breaks it, he will have to pay.

Meanwhile, my dearest oldest child Christopher absolutely refuses to have his hair cut, and because its so curly he can get away with it (to a point), but Michelle and him came up with a cockermaimie scheme to straighten his hair and this is the result . . .

Well the week that was, involved the children just about bankrupting me (actually Chris not James) as it was school holidays and every day there was something else he and his friends were going to do from watching movies, swimming, watching videos etc. But give them their due they all pitched in to help with the childrens christmas pudding mix that is held annually where the ingredients (including 12 bottles of brandy) are mixed into big enamel baths and then mixed by hand. I am however pretty sure that Chris' friends didn't quite know what they were getting into.

I personally wasn't there, but from the photo's its looks like there was a bit of food fighting going on. My mom and Frances and Tracey were all there with their kids in tow. I must say even though it was at a different venue this year, when I walked in it brought back memories of my mother coming to fetch us from school and, without being rude, stinking of pudding mix in the car.

Mickey the cat continues to be mad as ever and has achieved serious space kadett status in our household, he is the only cat any of us have ever heard of that eats the following; lettuce, marshmallows, apples, banana's, vegetables, naartjies, cucumber, mushrooms, pineapple and other wierd things.

He also has a fixation with Rob's glasses and if Rob picks him up will attack his glasses as you can see in this video clip. In fact you will see him bite Rob's eyebrow - just a little love bite

Poor old Rob, came home early this week. Now Rob has two modus operandi on a weekend, either he is completely dead and asleep on the couch for most of the weekend, or like this weekend he gets a bee in his bonnet and is buzzing around all over the show. Here he is helping Frances find accommdation in France - think I am going to start charges by the hour for his services, that way I can go out and have fun whilst Rob's working even harder than usual . . .

And as if he didn't have enough to do he then decided to hire a jackhammer and break up the concrete outside our driveway, boys being boys, the boys couldn't keep out of it and also got stuck in - me I just made coffee.