Monday, 31 August 2009

Rockets need to be red!

The rocket that my son and I made a few months ago has at last been painted.

Always be prepaired

-- Post From My iPhone

Saturday, 15 August 2009

War paint

It took only 5 min for the following to happen when Meg thought the boys were with me and I thought they were with her!

Self made artists.

-- Post From My iPhone

Tuesday, 11 August 2009

Our trip to Port Elizabeth

On the last long weekend we went to visit my folks in their new retirement unit in Port Elizabeth.

Flying with the kids has always been a bit of a daunting task. Previos trips mostly being long haul to Australia. But this shorter flight to P.E. was a pleasure. Laird all excited at the prospect was screaming encouragement to the aircraft to help it take off. Fynn was a pleasure proceding to sleep his way through the entire flight. Laird was also very excited to see the sea out of the window of the plane.

With the small PE airport my Dad was waiting for us and after squeezing boys and luggage into his car off to see my parents new retirement home.

After settling in my parents in their typical fashion offered lunch and then coffee and my aunt arrived a few hours later to share in the birthday cake. I am now officially 38. Nice.

The thing that my parents have learned from my aunt and uncle was that when we visited you never felt like they had anything planned but by the time you left you had accomplished so much. From trips to the beach. To visit my aunt. To Addo NP, to Maitland beach for the boys to swim. It never feels rushed. They always just pop in in the morning and say. Ahh today looks like a good day for..... And off we go.

Taking my boys to Addo NP to see the elephants was a wonderful experience. Laird loved the elephants. Although we had a fight over the dummy as well as he wanted to be in the car with Mom and not me and Lala.

Beach time was great. My dad grew up on these beaches. So was very special to have Fynn and Laird digging in the sand, looking for shells and finding fish in the rock pools.

All too it was time to fly home. Sad goodbyes to my folks and off we went.

Thanks for a lovely holiday

-- Post From My iPhone

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Virgin Active

My wife has been trying to sign my son Laird up to the kids section

at the local gym. Very polite people, mainly because they are earning commission from the sale have always been on hand to help. So far we have been helped by four different consultants, one sales manager, and the receptionist.

So far I have 4 different cards for Laird to access the gym (none of which work). A free lime green bag. A headache. A caffiene rush from the 3 cups of coffee that I have had while waiting, probably 10 new grey hairs in my beard (purely from the waste of time) and I think that Laird will be 18 by the the we finish. By then he can join on his own.

This has been 3 months of trying to get a card so that we can put our son in the kids section while we train! Amazingly enough. We started this process in April. It is now August.

Where is the service? Where is te training for the poor sales people who I have been mean to for the last hour and a half.

Come on Virgin Active.

-- Post From My iPhone