Moving on

There were times that this house drove us nuts.

Like when the roof used to leak before we got it replaced.

And when the rain used to come flowing through the back door before we sorted out how to stop it.

And... and... and...

But it is also filled with wonderful memories of grandchildren at play

And doing some serious jiving.

And learning to drive a compact model.

Sleepovers at Grandma's house.

Cooking up a storm in Grandma's kitchen.

Making a splash in the "swimming pool" on the footpath.

And helping Grandad in the garden.



It has been a great 18 years, but it is time to move on and make some new memories.

Loving Cousins & Siblings

Little Bear had just eaten a chocolate biscuit when she decided that cousin Monkey needed some loving -



Cheetah wanted to pose for a photo on the back of Grandad's ute ('pick-up' for those who don't speak Australian) when Dragon saw an opportunity to pose with one of his favourite people.



All of the children think it is special to play on the tray of the ute, while it is stationary of course. Little Bear and Dragon found they could beat out a cool duet rhythm on the roof of the cab.



Dragon getting gardening tips from Lion, the garden destroyer helpful little pruner -

In spite of occasional little jealousies over things like who gets to cuddle baby Monkey or Grandma or Grandad, they really get on well. The older ones are very helpful and tolerant of the younger ones and I feel really blessed to have such gorgeous grandkids.

Cheetah's hobby

Don't believe everything you see. His hobby isn't gardening.

That is an illusion created by the photographer. In fact, his hobby lately, appears to be hole digging. Not digging holes - plural. Just this one hole. Every time he comes over he asks if he can go and dig in the garden. The hole just keeps getting bigger.

On Mother's day Lion and Dragon joined in and helped him. Like I said in a previous post, I don't need a hole in the garden. I have nothing to plant there and no time to get out and care for the plants I have.

Many years ago a wise friend who had 3 little boys commented about her back yard that looked like a moonscape and was completely free of any foliage. It didn't even have a blade of grass. She said, "P and I asked ourselves what was more important, raising boys or raising a lawn. We decided that raising boys was more important and if excavating the backyard was what kept them active and outdoors and safe, then so be it." I might add that their front yard was beautiful.

Unfortunately, at the moment mine isn't.