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Sunday
Apr272014

Five!

The saintliest of all children, Morrison Flynn enjoyed his very-late-pushed-back-by-comedy-festival-never-once-complained-about-it birthday party... yesterday. 25 days after the fact. 

 

We had done the dinner with Nana and Papa, cake and presents on the 1st, we're not total heathens. It was then he scored his new bike and all was right with the world. 

"It's red white and black, it's got a bell and goes really fast" in case you were wondering. It's had a few trips to the lake, one ride without brakes down a hill, in to a tree and countless rounds of the deck.

We're not allowed to ride in to the dog or over our brother, so you know. Normal as!

For the party, we went to a place that is just a decibel above parent-abuse, otherwise known as, an Indoor PlayCentre. If you've never been before, it's a place where adults absolve themselves of blame and kids absolve themselves of the laws of physics, and nature.

There's stuff to climb, heave, slide down, be pushed off, hide in and get carpet burn from. So that's what our dozen or more 4-8 year-olds did. As a parent or guardian, you stand on the bits that aren't spongy and drink coffee which is not spiked in any way shape or form and pretend to watch what's going on. Occasionally you can shout out, "Stop it!" and/or "Get off that/him/her!" What's not to love!?

Mo requested dark, dark, chocolate brownie cake. The PlayCentre provided ice-cream cake. I did not ask about allergies for my children do not have any therefore my care valve is less primed.

So, is there much of a change from 4yo to 5yo? Well, he's a school kid now. No kinder. No hanging out at home with Mum, bored out of his [sizeable] gourd.  Making LOTS of new friends in a class taught by the supremely wonderful, Miss Morrish.  The change from 4 to 5 means that THIS year, he can join Little Athletics. Come September, that's going to be a world of joy! 

Morrison is independent, joyous, confident, generous, beautiful and hirsute!

Thanks for helping us celebrate, Aiden, Angus, Linda, Lohia, Becca, Matthew, Clancy, Tild, Bodhi and Holly. Spike of course and we missed you Shoruya and Nathan. 

Happy birthday Mo Flynn, we couldn't love you more if you had a cool hard cash packed chewy cream centre

Lots of love, 

Mum, Daddy, Spike Rye and Orson Pup Chews-Everything Superstar. xxxx

Monday
Feb032014

class of '014!

Today was Morrison's first day of school. Ahem, I said, FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!

Holy moly! When did that happen!? (today, der brain - you just wrote it down!)

Off he went in his tiny pants, small shirt and large hat - heh. Didn't even bother to look up when we said, "Ok baby, we're going to go now."  Just a cheery, "Ok, see ya!"

There was Lego, his friends, lots of books and a sweet young *teacher there to take our place.

*(Miss Morrish is about 24 years old. Mo described her to Papa as, "Really old!" Serves her right for trying to usurp my position as most fabulous woman in his life!)

Shunned! We took my trauma... to the Coldstream Brewery and drank the ridiculousness of it all away.

When we picked him up, Daddy asked, "What did you do today, Mo?"

"I learnt to read."

So, that's taken care of.

We think tomorrow it's symbolic algebra and organic chemistry.

You gorgeous, adorable boy. We hope you're always as happy to go to school. We're so proud of you!

Mo's Mum and Dad and big brother Spike xoxox