Showing posts with label mooching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mooching. Show all posts

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Afters

After a long few weeks and a fulsome day some mothers might scrape together anything for the hungry hordes and have them think it is delicious. The facial garnish is by way of an apology for the nutritionally questionable food. (The one on the left is judging me.)
After playing cricket all afternoon, some people come home and play more cricket.After some rain and lots of sun, some flowers are positively throbbing with colour.
After swimming all day with tweeny girlfriends, some people lie down and stare at the screen because they are too tired to move.
After being out socialising for three weeks, some people make a circle of dwellings in their room and find their centre.
Ater hanging with the boys in the hood watching cricket all afternoon, some people collapse on the bed all legs eleven and have a well earned nanna nap.
After the last week we are all strangely chilled tonight, playing at our games and instruments and toys and just mooching in the loveliest way. I feel like I am wagging something.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Holiday Mooching

It's been a gentle and pleasant descent from the giddy heights of Christmas.
Some quiet pastimes have been embraced by all. Good ol' dress-ups reappear every holiday. I'm still waiting to see if the boys will do it this year on the cusp of teen- hood as they are.
There have been some good parties. This one knows how to celebrate in style. On finding her cousin's tap shoes at a party the other night, she proceeded to channel Liza and just a little Flashdance, I think. Dancing on chairs- who's child is this?!
Others took a more low key approach to being cool.

The big fella is, of course, raking and tidying and culling to within an inch of his life. A large chunk of 'underthehouse' went to the Salvo's in black garbage bags this morning and I still don't know what went. Is that some kind of stuffed toy karma?

More dress-ups with friends, family and associated gadgets which seem to have invaded our house this Christmas. We may have unleashed the contents of Pandora's beat box, I fear!

Some times they are still kiddy cute- making fairy gardens for the fairies. (In the hope they can get more lollies after eating all the Christmas booty!)

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