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6 Mar 2012

Helter Skelter


How tedious are some games? Well let me tell you that this particular game is up there with the best of the time consuming ones.
Helter Skelter or KerPlunk by it's other just as frustrating name, is not a bad game by any means but it's just that it takes so frickin' long to set up! My eyes are failing and my hands shake so it's no wonder setting up this particular game get's my nerves on edge.

My adversary though, thrives on my inability to keep the pieces from tumbling before the game has even commenced.

I definitely need a prepper (is that a word?), to set up the Skelter that is this Helter. Until then I shall persevere as I do, to the amusement of my opponent.

Aaaargh! 20 minutes to have it ready and 2 minutes for it to finish leaving me not only frustrated but apparently the Loser too!


I think, to relax, I'll just listen to this piece of serene muzak... Oh and just like the video. When you think it's over... off we go again.


So, in the words of John Lennon, "I've got blisters on me fingers!!!!
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1 Nov 2011

A Doodle

Amelie loves to draw and I think she is improving a great deal. Being three and a half now she has figured what makes the human form and especially facial features.

I must say I doodle a lot, as I have always enjoyed to draw. I do them quickly so they mostly look crap and I do most of my doodling whilst on the net as I try to figure out, what the hell I am doing or going to do!

As you can see, oh boy!












Now back to my little Portrait Artist and what she has done, pay attention to the written description of her drawing she asked to write.

Well she might be drawing but not writing yet...

A Doodle
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19 Sept 2011

Car Games

It's a car ride..  It is a long ride...  What do we do? Car Games of course.


There is a Dora the Explorer Card Game... yes!

In the backseat there is a box. The box contains cards, the cards have pictures and the rules, the rules are easy...  so I thought. It depends on who is reading the cards and really, what 3 year old can't read?

Most cards are OK as they are quite self explanatory. The cards are drawn from the pack.

The first to see a yellow car wins. (Side Note:  remarkable how many people like yellow)

The first to see a bird wins. (Side Note: I was looking for the wrong type of bird)

The first to see a stop sign wins.  (Side Note: I don't see stop signs as I feel they impede on the speed I want to achieve)

So far I am doing poorly but there is another card. A game within a game, I can't get wrong.

What animal am I? Make an animal noise and the other person has to guess what it is. Simple!

I'll go first...

Papa, "Moooo."
Amelie, "A cow."
Papa, "Good girl, your turn."
Amelie, "woof, oink, moo, neigh, baaaa"
Papa, "What? It has to be one animal, you can't do that."
Amelie, "It is one animal it is a Dogpigcowhorsesheep!"
Papa, "Alrighty then." A few seconds pass in silence, then, "Hey? Wasn't there a card of a stop sign?
Amelie, "Yes."
Papa, "Isn't there also a card in the box for us to spot a police car with flashing lights?"
Amelie, "Yes."
Me,  looking in the rear-view mirror, "Haha! I win!!"

Or did I?

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17 Aug 2011

Can't Touch This

My life has turned from one who does to one who says don't.


With the curious one by my side obviously there are things that are so inviting to touch. Being so much more mature in age (not so much in mind), I still do know there are a few dangerous things that should not be touched.

I spend most of the the day saying one thing. "Can't touch this!"

But with my 3 and a half year old I see danger in every corner, wire, wall, fly. What has happened to let them learn for themselves? To be honest I have never agreed with that so I will keep saying...

"Can't Touch This!!!"


When is it OK to just look away? Mind you, I can't look away from that.


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25 Apr 2011

My Kryptonite


I am he!
Faster, thanks to a speeding Microwave!
More powerful than a hungry dog!
Able to leap dog poo to get to the ball in a single bound!

I cook in an instant 'cause microwaves are great, clean the house as fast as I can (well, it will get dirty again), wipe and flush at the moment she yells FINISHED!

Anytime of day or night, just screech and I am there! Who am I?

Haha!!!!
I am Super Alex aka Papa!

The problem is, I do have my Ultimate Physical Weakness, My Achilles' Heal, My Kryptonite...

Yes.   I do. 

You might think it harmless and quite talented. Yet, it is evil!
This abomination has infiltrated my home by way of what I thought to be a rather harmless Kiddy Fair.
It has now made my home, his.

Oh' the Humanity!

So what's up, what's the big deal, and what the hell has it got to do with Kryptonite, you may ask?

Well, being Super does not mean I am totally awesome and powerful (most of the time I am BTW),  It's just that I do have Physical Weaknesses.. such as Dust, Cats and now this thing! Achewww!

It is being used by my Lex Luthor as a weapon against me. She now knows what it can do to my Powers.   

Or is it using her?

What can I do to prevent this Evil from taking over Alexopolis?

It has now been named by my Nemesis as the Allergic Leopard.... ⬇ God help us all!!!!!!!

Don't be deceived by the smile.........




HERE YOU GO... MWAHAHAHA!!!! 



AAAAACCCCCHHHHEEEEWWWWWW! YOU!

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21 Apr 2010

The Terrible Age

I will be honest. I am not coping with this age.

Terrible two's they call it. Well ain't that the truth!
I've been slapped. I've been kicked. I've been yelled at. AND I've been head-butted!
I am certain now, my Kick-Boxing Gold Belt Champion will be fine in taking care of herself in later years.

So back to the problem......
I'm not coping with this age.

My eyesight is deteriorating... My muscles ache after a long walk... My bones crack every time I open the fridge.... Every time I lie down I pull a muscle in my neck!

What am I supposed to do?

Amelie! NO!   Not another round! .....got to go.... If I can get up.

Ready!!??
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17 Mar 2010

Maximus

Our Dog. His name is Maximus, Max, Puppy Dog or For God's Sake Get Out Of The Way!

He is the long suffering plaything of Amelie. Ears pulled, paws stomped on, back jumped on and tail pulled.

Amelie thinks he is more of a toy than a living creature. That could be because, most of the time he is just lying on the ground like a stuffed toy. We were concerned and still are wary of the reaction Maximus will have when he has had enough. But for now, he seems to be taking everything done to him like a real trooper.

Just today it was obviously time to teach Maximus, what rocks really taste like. As quick as a flash, my Speedy Gonzales had managed to place 5 smooth rocks into his mouth. He didn't even spit them out giving his face the appearance of a Puffer Fish.

Why he lets her do what she does is beyond me. As well as rocks in his mouth, my excavator has tried to put them in his ears, on his back and on top his head.

I used to separate my dog and my child for fear of Amelie getting hurt. Now it's a case of separating them for fear of Maximus being humiliated or even injured.


I hope he is around for a long time because, he is one creature in this house who lets my Angel get away with murder.
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7 Mar 2010

Security

Children with dads who are involved and interested in their lives are more likely to feel secure, confident and happy. Spend quality time with them and as much as you can no matter how you feel about something else.

Enjoy what you have for it goes past so quickly.

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