Mine and Sage's Boogie song!
Friday, March 30, 2007
Thursday, March 29, 2007
NINA SIMONE - Lilac Wine
I actually found this song through another blogger. I just love it. I have heard other versions but Nina sings it with so much feeling.
Zaks Skating ordeal........
Zak attended a school friends birthday party at a roller skating place the other day.
He has only been skating a couple of times and was finding it quite difficult to keep his balance let alone skate!! Although, its not an easy task for a little tacker!! Poor Zak :(
But being the mean mother that I am, I found this highly amusing, of course I wasn't letting Zak know that, and encouraged him with each visit to the ground.
I just happened to have my camera and started snapping away with his 21st in mind.
Zak then has another fall, by this stage even he starts to see the funny side of this ridiculous activity and starts laughing. Giving up on trying to get back up and skate his way back to the barrier, he decides to crawl there instead.
Meanwhile , I'm crying with laughter cause my son is crawling along the floor laughing.
As I'm snapping away and walking backwards to try and get that special shot, I trip over one of Zak's dear little class mates (a little girl) she was fine, but I ended up falling straight into the barrier,( and I didn't even have skates on. Karma??) and what's the first stupid thing to come out of my mouth??? yep....####!!
To which Zak's school friends respond with ( in unison )..".Zak's mum swooore!"
I was really embarrassed and hoping that none of the other Mothers had heard (it was bad enough that the kids had). But the first person that I make eye contact with, as I'm brushing myself off, just happens to be one of the Mothers who skipped the line when senses of humor were being handed out, and she just glares at me.
I was trying so hard to think of an excuse to justify myself , but the best thing I could come up with in a dumb budgie sounding voice was... 'sorry'.
With that, she rolls her eyes and walks away mumbling something, I'm still hoping they may have been words of forgiveness :)
So after all that, Zak returns his skates and swaps them for a scooter, which he did so much better on, and I sat right down the back of the cafeteria and hid behind one of those gossip mags.
He has only been skating a couple of times and was finding it quite difficult to keep his balance let alone skate!! Although, its not an easy task for a little tacker!! Poor Zak :(
But being the mean mother that I am, I found this highly amusing, of course I wasn't letting Zak know that, and encouraged him with each visit to the ground.
I just happened to have my camera and started snapping away with his 21st in mind.
Zak then has another fall, by this stage even he starts to see the funny side of this ridiculous activity and starts laughing. Giving up on trying to get back up and skate his way back to the barrier, he decides to crawl there instead.
Meanwhile , I'm crying with laughter cause my son is crawling along the floor laughing.
As I'm snapping away and walking backwards to try and get that special shot, I trip over one of Zak's dear little class mates (a little girl) she was fine, but I ended up falling straight into the barrier,( and I didn't even have skates on. Karma??) and what's the first stupid thing to come out of my mouth??? yep....####!!
To which Zak's school friends respond with ( in unison )..".Zak's mum swooore!"
I was really embarrassed and hoping that none of the other Mothers had heard (it was bad enough that the kids had). But the first person that I make eye contact with, as I'm brushing myself off, just happens to be one of the Mothers who skipped the line when senses of humor were being handed out, and she just glares at me.
I was trying so hard to think of an excuse to justify myself , but the best thing I could come up with in a dumb budgie sounding voice was... 'sorry'.
With that, she rolls her eyes and walks away mumbling something, I'm still hoping they may have been words of forgiveness :)
So after all that, Zak returns his skates and swaps them for a scooter, which he did so much better on, and I sat right down the back of the cafeteria and hid behind one of those gossip mags.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Never underestimate their abilities...........
While I was over in Adelaide spending some time with family (which I will post some pics of later) Mum showed me a website of an amazingly talented little girl 'Akiane'.
Akiane is a 12 year old child prodigy and they are calling her the only known child binary genius.
Not only does this little girl produce the most amazing art but she writes the most articulate poetry to go with it, and it all started at age 4!!
I don't think anyone could view her site and not think twice about certain things.
Take a look for yourself, it will blow you away!!
http://www.artakiane.com/
And whilst on the subject of child geniuses, look at what our little genius produced today he,he :)
Sage. up until these drawings, could do a circle, a strange looking little fish and a rectangle, but then out of the blue produces these little guys.
Not too bad for 2 years old!
Watch out Akiane!!
Akiane is a 12 year old child prodigy and they are calling her the only known child binary genius.
Not only does this little girl produce the most amazing art but she writes the most articulate poetry to go with it, and it all started at age 4!!
I don't think anyone could view her site and not think twice about certain things.
Take a look for yourself, it will blow you away!!
http://www.artakiane.com/
And whilst on the subject of child geniuses, look at what our little genius produced today he,he :)
Sage. up until these drawings, could do a circle, a strange looking little fish and a rectangle, but then out of the blue produces these little guys.
Not too bad for 2 years old!
Watch out Akiane!!
Sunday, March 4, 2007
At the Park....
More of the Girls........
Sage and Kara
Sage and Mummy 
Sage and Mummyto the left
Below
Auntie Nessa
&
Sage
(any tips
on how to
get this text
looking ok ,
it seems to go
where ever
it wants to :(
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