MrsBrown's philosophy of life and stuff

Rose needs this dress!!  There's a close up here

In other Rose related news, I think she's stopped breastfeeding.  Either that or she'll be finished in the next few weeks.

I've had a general rule of feeding only after dinner or first thing in the morning so that if she sleeps in or falls asleep she misses out.  If she doesn't ask I also don't offer.  Due to circumstances and her not asking, I think I last fed her on Monday night and before that it was Saturday afternoon. 

She's also gotten more grown up generally since starting at the Steiner Kinder.  She's stopped crying and saying, "I need you" as I leave for work. She's more insistant about choosing her clothes and dressing herself, and she won't come to me asking for a "hont" (breastfeed) to go to sleep at night.  She's also doing more planning and keeping track of days - asking her Oma to have a sleepover visit, she told me she wants to go to the Farm, stuff like that. 

I'm feeling a bit torn on the BF'ing front.  I believe that she should be able to feed until she's ready to stop,(as long as it's convenient for me)  but she's my last child and I"ll never have that sort of relationship again. 

My boobs are tingling just talking about it.

On the plus side, I won't be wearing my 4 year old overstretched bras for very much longer!

This is interesting. I found it after reading this newspaper article.

It seems to suggest that the recent photo of Rose and I cannot be published, either on the web or in a book or newspaper. I didn't obtain a permit for Rose to "work", and she's been photographed naked.

OTOH, you can't deny that she was fully supervised.

Hmmm, looking a bit more closely, Abjet was clever. I can't even see Rose's nipple. (I'm pretty lazy, I have a 900mm x 600mm copy of that photo in my hallway, about 3m away from my current location, but I looked it up online and zoomed in, rather than get out of bed)

Rose and MsNotaGoth are reading one of Rose's board books.

It includes a bunch of pictures and their associated words.

When MsNotaGoth pointed at the picture of "queen" dressed in elizabethan head dress, Rose said "Mummy"

I spent 5 hours patterning and making these, including enough documentation so I can write an article and give other people the pattern.








they're based on the Museum of London book, p 65, fig 95.

I'm pretty pleased with them.

Now to bottle beer and make two Rose tunics and my Sunday will be complete.  Hah!

Sorry all you childfree people.

I just have to say that Rose has put her christmas present potty to good use and has been weeing in it for a few days.

Today, however, she poo'ed in it!!!   mr_bassman persuaded me that it would be in bad taste to take a photo of it and post it here, so I haven't.

Nappies!  The end is nigh!

Hooray!

I've just booked our flights to Sydney.

We're on Qantas and arrive in Sydney at 9.50pm on Friday night (leaving at 8.30pm). We leave Sydney on Sunday at 4.30pm and arrive home in time to have dinner at Dad's and go home to bed.

Now I get to worry about what MsNotaGoth's going to wear (maybe we could borrow something...) and angst about the fact that I know I don't have time to make something but would like to anyway.

Other people talked about coming along too, but if they don't move it they won't be able to afford the fare. (Thanks Mum, $240 for four of us, for the weekend, is fantastic!)

Just for the record, these will be Rose's 13th and 14th flights (I think) and by the time she's two she'll have flown 16 times. What is the world coming to? Oh yeah; death and destruction from climate change.

- Sneetch and Mr Peacock spending the afternoon cutting vegetables for the roast

- Mr Peacock's comment during the meal, "every vegetable has been corrupted by fat and heat"

- the joy that mr_bassman, Sneetch and Ms Not-a-goth got in putting Rose's present together, and apart, and together. It's been a trike and a push toy at least twice each. Rose likes it too.

- the achievement of the happy family, without having to pretend, until 3.30pm. It couldn't last.

We seem to have started a family tradition. I have always (since having children, and only on the years they're home) had pancake breakfast with berries and cream on Christmas day. Last year my Oma and the kid's Oma came on their way to their main festivity. It was great and they asked if we could do it again. Then my sister invited her family over too. It was nice enough to do again.

I had a cunning plan to buy berries at the supermarket after they'd been marked to half price but mr_bassman and I were having too good a time singing carols to the people in Eltham so we got to the supermarket after it closed. Luckily, (actually, I knew I had a backup plan) I had some jars of cherries in the pantry, so we had black forest pancakes instead. Cherry pottage, chocolate ganache, pancakes, cream and ice-cream.

I only slightly over catered for the 10 of us, not including two babies. Please come to my place for morning tea, afternoon tea or dessert very soon. I have enough for at least twenty.

Note for next year: I may be considered too old for this, but good christmas gifts are the ones you can play with on christmas day. I didn't want to re-read a book.

Rose went to bed too early tonight so she was awake and rearing to go at 10.30pm, about the time I went to bed. She hung out with mr_bassman for a while but then came into bed for a feed. She still wants to climb all over my head, so I'm in the family room, waiting for her to cry herself to sleep in the cot.

Today I sorted out all the clothes I've received from my cousin. Her son is the same age as Rose, but can't wear his big sisters VERY PINK clothes.

Roses clothes used to fit in a drawer and a basket. Now they are sorted into 3 drawers, a pile and a basket. The basket is full of dresses and the smaller drawer has only eighteen t-shirts, three of them pink and another three lilac ones. I sent 6 other pink t-shirts to the op-shop.

There was a lot of pink .

How many T-shirts should a one year old own?

It's only ten minutes before ten o'clock and I've;

bathed and dressed the baby, cleaned the toilet and mopped it's floor, emptied the dishwasher, run a load of washing, stacked the dishwasher and fed the baby breakfast.

Now I've stopped for "morning coffee". My mother and grandmother would be proud.

On the other hand, I'm sure they would have been dressed and washed by now...

Today's the day to sort out my finances, do some gardening, see my sister, meet 17catherines and eat her cake, support Z in his homework, take Z to scoouts and recuperate/rest so I can survive the next two days at work.

Oh yes, also - pick up a baby, put down a baby, pick up a baby ad nauseum.

And for more fun on my list (and to make sure I don't forget) - write a calling sheet for showtime (book now!) and write the words for Stormscroll.

Better get on with it, I guess. BTW it's 10.30 now!