Okay so 'tis the season to be jolly' hey so im going to spread some christmas cheer and share a couple of pearlers with you. Keep in mind both stories are in fact true and as Judge Judy would say 'she couldnt make this stuff up!'. So that being said i'll start with the christmas tree erection - putting the christmas tree up with lots of joy and happiness - because thats what your meant to do at christmas time apparently). Actually it wasnt quite as 'painful' as I thought it would be the kids were actually really great helpers instead of 'really great helpers - not - if you know what I mean' So there we were tree up - time to turn the lights on - lights on! tra la la!! beautiful.
You know actually the christmas tree lights are my favourite time of christmas - late at night when the kids are in bed and all is quite I love to sit by with only the light of the christmas tree. Anyway back to the point - im sitting on the couch next to the christmas tree and actually it was still to early for the lights to really glow if you know what I mean. But as Indies face was practically in the tree she could see them better and then in a curious sort of way she started blowing at the lights. Then she looks up at me and says "im blowing the lights out!", im like ah okay but you cant blow them out Indie. But like wind between her ears in it went and out the other side and never registered and alas she continued to try to blow the tree lights out like candles on a cake.
Actually it was really quite funny watching her puff with all her mite and then panting breathlessly. Cackling to myself I told greg what she was doing as he hadnt noticed yet, just as Indie was oblivious to everything accept trying to blow those lights out. Greg struggling to hold back his laughter stood and watched as again I tried to explain that she wasnt going to blow them out, but as soon as I had uttered my first words greg had just as soon cut me off and whispered for me not to tell her because it might actually keep her occupied for a while (and out of trouble, seen as she wasnt currently destroying something). and he kept cackling - he can be so mean. But with a sly smile of my own - it wasnt actually such a bad idea so I kept my mouth shut and we let her blow away.
The next little bit of christmas cheer happened this very afternoon. By now any decoration within really has been pulled from the tree and tossed around the lounge room and destroyed. Note to manufacturers of christmas decorations - foam should never be allowed - its not only a danger to children but a pain in the arse to vacuum. So as well as the foam we have ball balls strewn across the floor - a hazard in itself but not as you would imagine.
Indie running around knickerless as usual falls over and I think nothing of it - theres no screaming not even a tear. Standing there next to the toy box she is unusally still - longer than 30 seconds is really good for her. Anyway she looks up at me and says 'its in my bum', puzzled im like 'what?' and she repeats 'its in my bum' as shes trying to reach around to her behind I look to see whats shes talking about and she has this silver ball ball firmly wedged between her bum cheeks!. Well its a first for me, I tell you i've seen a lot in my life time - but never that. It was hilarious. I called to Greg and motioned for him to look and of course he laughed.
So I guess in conclusion Indie is turning out to be quite the little jolly christmas clown.
Merry Christmas
Love Cady and the gang x0x0
