Spectrummy Mummy

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Wordless Wednesday 27 Nov 13

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November 27, 2013 at 5:03 pm

Happy Easter!

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Cubby Easter

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March 31, 2013 at 2:08 pm

Wordless Wednesday 20 Feb 13

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Hello Kitty duct tape for the win!

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February 20, 2013 at 7:17 am

Happy Birthday, Pudding!

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Pudding’s birthday was on Tuesday, so we had her party on Sunday at an outdoor venue, so Sunday was the coldest and rainiest summer day I’ve known in Johannesburg.  Her friends still came, and they frolicked in the mud, but we were missing the bouncy castle and water slide action we’d been hoping for.

Of course, her actual birthday was typically gorgeous and sunny, and we celebrated that indoors in two different classrooms.

The first stop was Pudding’s kindergarten.  I’d found a book for Pudding’s birthday that had a female character with the same name.  Given that all female characters become Pudding, I knew she’d love it. The story was sweet and tied in with some themes they’d already done at school.  I was looking forward to reading it.

But before that, they performed the sweetest ceremony.  They sat in a circle with Pudding in the middle in her birthday hat.  The each child took it in turns to pay her a compliment.  I just about melted, as I listened to boys and girls only 5 or 6 themselves tell Pudding she had beautiful eyes, or they liked the way she made them laugh, or wears HelloKitty clothes all the time.  I think all of us could use a compliments circle from time to time.

After story time we ate Hello Kitty cupcakes.  Then I watched Pudding watch the other kids dance, get coaxed into a dance by her teacher, then decide to dance along with the other kids.  If that doesn’t sum up inclusion in the classroom, I don’t know what does!

Next I collected Cubby from school, and the three of us went to Pudding’s therapy centre to celebrate there, with yet more Hello Kitty cupcakes and lollipops for the GFCF crowd.  I loved handing out sweet stuff for free for little ones who normally have to work for it in therapy.

We were never going to let the weather ruin her birthday, but I hope it treats us better next year.  After all, it will be the last one for her in South Africa.  I find that even harder to believe than the fact my baby is already six years old!

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December 7, 2012 at 3:19 pm

Bye, bye, balloon

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IMG_2806We’d gone to the mall to get balloons for Pudding’s party.  Spectrummy Daddy had another chore to do, so we divided the kids with the aim of meeting back at the balloon shop.  That was Spectrummy Daddy’s first mistake, because with no voice of reason, I happily purchased 28 helium balloons.  You read that right- 28 helium balloons.  And just one car, with four passengers.  I never was good at maths.

But before he got back with the sensible question of how we were going to get them home (I voted for Up style to float our car home), Pudding had

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spied a big Hello Kitty balloon, which just so happened to be wearing the same outfit as the Hello Kitty on her outfit.  With nobody to tell me otherwise, I knew it was meant to be.  I tied it to her Hello Kitty bag so it wouldn’t get lost on the way back to the car.

Spectrummy Daddy and Cubby returned after it was too late to do anything about the number of balloons.  There were so many that I got bored waiting for them to be filled, so I offered to take the kids back to the car while he waited for them.

Which also meant that he was the one who got to look like a clown as he walked through the mall.

We got to the car, I unlocked it and opened the trunk (boot).  Pudding deliberated putting her Hello Kitty in the front, and then I suppose decided that keeping it in the trunk/boot was a safer option, so she carefully laid it down in the trunk.

As I went to help, the car key in my hand stabbed Hello Kitty in the back of the head.  There was a loud pop, then we watched Hello Kitty fold into herself.  Laid out like that, it looked like a corpse in the car, taken out hitman style.  I imagine.

But Pudding didn’t go into hysterics- just calmly told me that we had to fix it.  She’ll make an awesome gangland boss one day.

If Spectrummy Daddy disliked carrying the balloons through the mall, he even less enjoyed trying to stuff 28 helium balloons into our sedan.  We all squashed in, and there was barely room to breathe, which was just as well because you know our voices would have come out like Mickey Mouse.  At least if we’d had an accident, there’d have been extra air bags.

Cubby, ever the master of understatement, pointed out that we had a balloon car now.

Later that day, I’d done my best to salvage the balloon with tape.  Cubby was sleeping, so I offered to stay at home while Spectrummy Daddy went to try a refill of helium.  Of course, it didn’t work.  I’d done far too good a job on my hit.

Spectrummy Daddy knew he couldn’t return home without it, so he tried to buy another.  But that was the last one of that kind.  They only had, of course, an EVEN BIGGER ONE.  So big, it has to have special weights put into the feet!

There was nothing he could do but buy it.  This massive Hello Kitty, bigger even than Pudding, who was the World’s Tallest 5 Year-Old, and hasn’t shrunk since turning six.

He had to walk all the way through the mall looking like Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade, and feeling dodgy thanks to the trail of little girls who were suddenly trailing him.  It was, I’m told, worse than 28 balloons.

But he got home, and it was worth it.  This balloon is so big it ‘walks’ of its own accord.  We have to keep it in the safe haven so it can’t set off our alarm.

But big is beautiful- just ask the newest Tallest Six Year-Old On The Planet!

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December 6, 2012 at 4:13 pm

Talking Politics

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Really, I’m going to talk politics, after I only just said that I don’t have a political agenda?

Power to the purr-ple

Yes, I’m contrary like that.  Anyway, I’m not really talking politics, but talking about how we talk about politics, or don’t.

You see, Spectrummy Daddy and I can’t talk about politics at work.  Under the Hatch Act, we are expressly prohibited from sharing our political preferences.  This makes a lot of sense.  More than most people, the government decides our work and where we live, so we might feel strongly about one form of government or another.  But we go to work no matter who the President is, and support United States Government interests no matter who is running the show.

This election season has certainly been heated.  In a sense, it is good to see that people feel so strongly about their civic duties.  I, for one, have grown a little tired of just how heated things have become, but Spectrummy Daddy pointed out the ways in which listening to other perspectives can only be a good thing.

Embassies and Consulates around the world celebrate democracy by holding Election Night parties, or due to the time difference in our case, an Election Breakfast.  There was truly a buzz of excitement from our South African guests at our event.  In this country, where there has been 46 political killings in the last two years, it is even more important to reflect the stability of a peaceful democracy.

I was musing this over yesterday evening, and I thought about how we hadn’t really talked to our children about politics.  Obviously, they’re both very young, but they are ambassadors too, and one day they’ll also be voting citizens of the world.  They will have to learn the meaning behind the rhetoric.  They’ll have to learn to speak up for themselves, and for those who don’t have a voice.

They are also little sponges, and I was interested to see how much they’d absorbed of our world these last few days.

So I asked Cubby who he would vote for President: Romney or Obama?

Steve.  (I assume he means Steve Rogers aka Captain America– the only person he thinks should be running the country.  After all, who would uphold American ideals better than his idol?

I asked Pudding the same question, and if you can’t guess her response, you’ve obviously never been here before.

Hello Kitty.

In fairness, it wasn’t as absurd a response as you might expect.  Hello Kitty was indeed running an election campaign for the Friendship Party.

Maybe they are learning something after all.  They don’t sacrifice their ideals for the sake of the popular vote.

I have to hand it to both kids- they at least vote in their own interests.

Wordless Wednesday 31 Oct 12

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Happy Halloween- have a spooktacular wordless Wednesday!

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October 31, 2012 at 8:14 am