Things I Learnt in August…

Hello September!
I have no idea where August went but I’m quite happy to welcome September, the start of spring! So in line with the lovely Stoecel.com I am posting my monthly review today –

Things I learnt in August….

I learnt that reading out loud the school notice about book week projects will lead to an explanation of the word ‘diorama’ and then making one!

I learnt that getting the baby to smile is so much easier than catching one of those smiles with the camera.

I learnt that it does rain here occasionally…. and rain… and rain… and oh yes, it’s still raining! I am trying hard not to complain but hey weather, didn’t you get the memo? It’s spring today so could ease up on the freezing cold rainy days and through in a few more sunshiny ones, please.

I learnt that reading can be dangerous, that Man Flu isn’t as contagious as I thought and that I really do have a good bag of parenting tricks, even when I am tired.

I was reminded of how much infant reflux sucks…. and I am constantly reminded of that fact, especially when I get home from the post office only to discover I have a huge baby spew all down my back that no one told me about.

‘We Played’ fairy stories, pretend cooking, tiny treasures, tying laces , and cooking pita chips.

I learnt how much I hate ‘Show and Tell’ at school…. and how much my girls adore it.

I learnt that my girls possibly have a problem with hypochondria…
Zoe – “I have a line on my foot that might, possibly, one day maybe, if I cut it, become a sore… so I need a band aid.”

And I learnt how annoyed I would get with someone who just didn’t bother to vote… despite the fact that almost two weeks later we still don’t have a new government.

What did you learn in August?

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What’s on your Fridge?

Last week I joined in the new (to me) Wandering Wednesday and this week I am taking up yet another new blogging challenge!

what's on my fridge august

Since all the pickles have been a tad sick this week and since they are such caring and sharing children they have given it to me now, we haven’t wandered much further than our fridge… which is why Maxabella Loves’ August Chronicles – What’s on Your Fridge blog hop seemed like such a good idea!

fridge magnet
My all time favourite fridge magnet (a gift from my SIL so she knows how true that statement really is) is holding up excursion forms that I must must must remember to fill in and send back to school for the girls.

on my fridge menu plan

The other favourite magnet holds up a prized possession… Muski’s offer for a kinder place next year! We finally got the letter yesterday after much worry that he may have missed out. Yay for Kinder! The the left is my menu planning calendar – but as you can see I haven’t done much planning for this last week of August. The last week of August?? What? How did that happen!?!?

whats on your fridge

And this little scrap of local newspaper… a reminder that we need to find some money to buy a truck load of fire wood before we run out!

Yes, life is exciting here at the Pickle Farm!

So what’s on your fridge?

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Kidspot Top 50 Blog Your Way To Dunk Island – Holiday Memories.

It’s funny how your early memories get all mixed up.

I know we went on many family holidays when I was a child, most of them driving holidays. The memories I have of those early holidays are all jumbled together. I can only remember snippets of things or isolated incidents.

I remember our old car. The car that drove us all over Victoria and further.

I don’t remember the make or the model but I know it was small and white and had red vinyl seats that your thighs stuck to in the summer.

I don’t remember how on earth we managed to pack everyone and every thing into that car and drive around the country, no air-conditioning and only my father’s choice of classical radio to break the up the sounds of arguing kids.

I remember pads of paper and pencils and playing ‘paddocks’ and ‘eye spy’.

I remember being crammed in behind the drivers seat. Having no leg room is the price you pay for being the smallest.

I remember the holiday when that car died.

I remember holidaying at the Grampians in an old and musty smelling holiday house that I was sure came straight out of a novel. I remember meeting up with friends on the last day there to try our hand at rock climbing.

I don’t remember how old I was, or if I actually tried rock climbing but I remember sitting in the back seat as my mother drove down the track near Mt Arapiles. I remember a thump and a bang and I remember a huge boulder suddenly being under my feet where the floor of the car should have been.

I don’t remember the choice words my father said when he found out, but I am sure there were many.

I don’t remember the car being declared un-fixable or the adults working out how we would all get home and what we would do with the car. But I do remember that we stayed an extra night, our friends making room at their camp site.

I remember it was the first time I had ever slept in a tent.

I remember all the kids were crammed in like sardines, but I got to sleep nearest the door, with the most space. The price everyone else pays for having a little sister who sleep walks.

I remember people talking about the mouse plague but I didn’t remember that in the middle of the night when I was scared of the strange creatures that were falling on to the roof of the tent and then skiing down the side to plop onto the ground and scurry off.

I remember helping the other kids to dig deep narrow holes in the sandy dirt to trap the hundreds of mice, but I don’t remember if we ever caught any.

I remember our old car being hauled home on a trailer but I don’t remember if it was ever fixed or if that was the end of the red vinyl seats.

I remember many things from our family holidays. All jumbled together and mixed up. I remember good things and bad things, funny things and crazy things. I remember things that have since become family legends, stories that have been retold so many times I can’t remember if these memories are my own or someone else’s.

We are working in our own memories. I hope that my kids have wonderful, random, mixed up, holiday memories too.

What is your favourite family holiday memory?

The wonderful people over at KidSpot put me in their Top 50 Bloggers list! I do have to wonder what on earth they were thinking when they included me among 49 other amazing Australian Women bloggers, but hey I’ll take that moment of insanity on their part and say thank you! Todays post enters me to win a family holiday to Dunk Island!! You can vote for me and help me win if you like, or you could check out some of the other awesome bloggers and vote for them. There is no sign ups, and you can vote once for as many bloggers as you like, just click and vote. So go check out the list and I’m sure you can find someone on there that you know really needs a holiday!

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Grand Garden Plans

August is fickle.

It is definitely still winter here, but August tricks me with it’s sunny days. The sunny days confuse my brain into thinking spring has already come. It makes me want to put on shorts and go outside to dig in the garden. But if I were actually silly enough to break out the shorts and rush outside I’d quickly find that the sun is just a tease… it is still bitterly cold out there.

Still it is a sign that spring will eventually come. It’s is a sign that I should stop being envious of all the summer photos of lush green grass and tall sunflowers on northern hemisphere blogs and start working towards our own summer garden.

So here I am, lusting after summer, wading through seed catalogues and dreaming up grand plans for our garden. The thing is… this spring/summer finding the time and the muscle to garden might be a little tough.

You see we finally got our building permits and are all set to start the renovations. That means the Baldy Boy will be more than a little busy tearing down the back of our house and building a new bit. It also means that we are going to be living without a kitchen and bathroom at various times over the course of the building, which is going to make life a little more difficult to manage. Oh yes… and there is also the smallest boy who tends to take up a fair bit of my time at present.

As I was pondering my grand plans and how on earth I was even going to manage to plant a single zucchini I was reminded of the question the Planning Queen asked me a while back…

“I would like to know how you juggle the outside stuff like veggie patch, the animals, with the inside stuff of the house? “

The short answer is, I don’t!

Gardening is very seasonal here on the Pickle Farm.

Spring planting is very labour intensive and we all spend way too much time in the garden, neglecting almost everything else, to get things prepared or planted in time.

Then there is the magical ‘growing phase’ where I feel like I have it almost perfectly balanced, spending time in the garden maintaining and encouraging but not to the detriment of everything else.

After that will come short bursts of manic activity when things fruit and we try to pick, eat, give away or preserve it all before it goes to waste.

Autumn comes late here and is lazy. Summer crops have produced and died back and we really should be spending time cleaning them up and preparing for next year, not to mention planing out a few winter crops, but we often don’t.

We barely touch the garden in winter. I don’t like the cold so I refuse to go out and garden in it. So anything we plant out in winter has to pretty much survive on it’s own or not!

I’m sure if I could find that magical balance and if I spent more consistent time in the garden all year round the whole growing stuff gig would work better and spring prep would be a lot less insane… but it’s just not the way it works around here at the moment.

I’ve learnt not to be too precious about the garden over the five years we’ve been attempting it. I can read all the books I like but I am never going to keep all that knowledge in my head, let alone have the time to plant those carrot seeds on the day of the April full moon. I’m just not… and that is ok. I can be a haphazard gardener and still grow plenty of great stuff and more importantly, enjoy it.

So here I am… on a sunny afternoon in August. We planted our green manure crops today. Oats, clover, peas and broad beans. Ok so we planted them all at totally the wrong time, but I’m reasonably confident they’ll still grow and still help improve our compacted soil. And despite the fact that I’ll be minus one tractor driver and man with the muscle and plus one small body strapped to my back I’m still making grand plans, even if they never come to fruition.

So who else is with me? Who is making grand garden plans for spring? What will you grow and what garden blogs inspire you or make you green with envy?

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A List.

I have things on my mind, but for some reason I can’t seem to glue them all together to make any kind of coherent anything. So here is the strange, wonderful, jumbled, mess that is my mind at the present moment… in list form.

* August already. When did that happen?

* Hand-me-down clothes are awesome.

* How can such a small person pee so much?

* We finally have our building permit… and that is kinda scary.

* I cleaned the house this morning…. it’s surprising how easy it is and how little time it takes when you just do it. Mind you it is all messy again now, so it is no wonder I procrastinate instead of just doing it.

* When will the sun come back?

* Thank you.

* I am so jealous of all the lush green grass and gardens in summer photos on US blogs right now. Our grass is never lush and green. I want a lush green lawn to throw a blanket on and eat a picnic.

* The ‘Middle Child’ is both horrible and delightful at the moment. Huh?

* Can you be a ‘middle child’ if you are the third of four? Even if the first two are twins?

* A good conversation, even with a 6 year old, makes me so happy.

* Seed catalogue arrived…. oh I have such big plans. Totally unreasonable, unattainable, awesome, big plans.

* Every day we get more and more political propaganda mail. It’s such a HUGE waste of money, it makes me angry and sad and determined not to vote for any of them!

* I want to sew the girls skirts to wear to a wedding in two weeks time. I am insane.

* Arrggh! yet another blogger blog with same page comments that I can’t comment on. So frustrating!

* I wonder what we should have for dinner tomorrow night?

* Euw baby spew.

* cold feet, facebook, snoring, jam tots, bean tepees ……

* baby alarm, bed time.

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