Showing posts with label noahs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label noahs. Show all posts

Friday, October 5, 2012

Books, chooks and nooks

This funny little painting turned up in the nooks and cranny op shop yesterday for $2. I don't think it was quite finished but it is appealing in a Maira Kalman kind of way.


One can always use an extra copy of The Very Hungry Caterpillar and we can never have enough Noah books around here.


 Another Noah's Ark book. I know I indulge the Noahs but they are so troublesome otherwise.


 This jangled some memory neurone somewhere deep in the abyss.


I love these hard covered P.D. Eastman books!


An absolute family favourite in mint condition,


another Dr Seuss hard back favourite,


and this cloth covered book for the fairy loving Short one. All these books came to the princely sum of $1 at Rob and Brian's!


This measuring cup looks almost new and I'd been looking for one for ages to replace an old original one I sold at a garage sale years ago.


Shorty also got a new chook egg collecting basket as we gave some eggs to somebody in her last one and forgot who. I must get some cartons.


Ah...we have re-arrived at the fairy ring phase having barely moved out of it with Lala. These red fruit are from a tree up at Mt Glorious the other day. Do you know what they are? 
She was rewarded with a new wand and a specimen jar of jelly beans sans the black ones! The fairies must have a penchant for those. 


That reminds me of the only joke I could remember as a child: What do you call an Italian Astronaut?
                                                                                             A Specimen. (chortle!)

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Google Earth to Noah

Shorty- in the bedroom- with a toy explosion!
At least it has stopped me worrying about her putting things in line. I must embrace the disarray.
Although you have to wonder what gets it to this stage
What catalyst sends you from a perfectly tidy space
only a few hours ago,
to a bit of a mess, really? Oh...
I might have known...it's the Noahs!

Friday, December 9, 2011

Nativity

This has been our nativity stable for about ten years, since they were big enough to wield a glitter shaker. I felt it was a little bedraggled and needed to change. We looked at other options. There was no room at the inn.
We came up with the Fisher Price solution. There was actually a $40 F.P. nativity set in K-mart with an angel and star that played Silent Night but I was the only one interested in it. We do probably have enough F.P. little people to re-enact the Nuremberg Rally so I let it go. The barn stable will do. Mary and Joseph fit quite nicely and, importantly, the baby is still intact.
There seem to be a couple of AWOL shepherds. Bring in the F.P. extras for the livestock.
"Psst, Joseph! The Noahs are here. They can fill in for the Shepherds if they must. Oh look! They've brought along half their ark. The cheek! Tell them I'm busy with the obstetrician, Joe!"
"Is that a giraffe in the stable? It's sort of North Africa-ish I suppose."
"Who invited the doctor?"
"Mary, I've organised a few extra days in a private horse-stable for you to rest. Why have you got all these visitors?" They always say that, Mary.
"Joseph, turn the star down to 11, please. It's attracting all the bendy, circus weirdos. The Noahs probably asked them along."
"Joseph! Keep your crocodile away from the holy infant, pah-lease!"
"Joseph! There's a bear in the roof again! Where are we- Canada? Do something, Joseph. Joseph..."
No more extras! Can the hand of destiny please desist before there is retribution?!
Too late! The angel of the Lord has been dropped from a great and glorious height.
Here's a dodgy understudy to stand in while Princess Aralditie sets. Bambi, you're on the wrong movie set. This is a Cecil B. De Mille not a Disney.
It's a work in progress.

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