Do you guys remember Miss Kim's magic mirror on Romper Room? I was always hoping that she would be able to see me through it and say my name, but it never happened. That's what you get for having a weird name. Anyway, I was just reading through some of the comments on the blog and thought I'd say hi to everyone, Romper Room style!
Romper, bomper, stomper boo.
Tell me, tell me, tell me, do.
Magic mirror, tell me today.
Have all my friends had fun at play?
I can see Edel and Kimmy and Trinny
And Kati and Linny and Floor
And Leanne and Rohan and Spani
And all of you boys and girls out there!
Thanks for visiting, we love having you here.
And now for a post. This is the part that you shouldn't try at home.
Andrew wanted me to shave his head on the weekend. Fine. Not a problem. Been done before. Except for the part where Calli hacked and hacked and got it all wrong. W.R.O.N.G. I thought it would be cool to practice my haircutting skills on Andrew.
Actually, scratch that. I have no haircutting skills to practice. I thought it might be cool to see if I could actually cut hair. Then Andrew suggested that we should give him a bowl haircut before shaving it all off. Funny-funny. Just had to be done. And so I did.
The bowl was positioned and I chopped off all the hair below it. After I'd finished and had a good laugh Andrew said that he hoped I hadn't cut the hair shorter than he wanted it to be shaved.
Hmmm. This is the part where my stomach started doing flip-flops and I was getting chills down my spine. I hadn't thought about that small, insignificant detail. Turns out it was too short. But only in patches. Really bad looking patches.
I shaved number three all over. And then number two. Number one. And finally, with no blade thing on at all. My poor, balding husband now has to face the wilds of the Amsterdam winter with only a very, very little fuzz on his head. But at least the patches are gone now.
I learnt a lesson that day: picturing an upside-down Friar Tuck hairdo is not the way to cut your husband's hair. And the second part of the lesson, make sure you marry a guy who will think it is hilarious when you make a total hash of his haircut. Thank goodness I did.
Every day I am thankful for clean water and electricity to drink and wash in.
Every day I am thankful that what people throw out doesn't determine how we eat and live and what we live beside.
Every day I am thankful that it doesn't require balance and coordination to get from one place to the other!
Every day I am thankful that in some small way we can make a difference in two beautiful children's lives...and while we have breathe we will never stop.
These are the cupcake boxes which will have the kids fav. Mr Men character on the front.
These are the girls party bags in the process of being put together.
We spotted this little bird today as we waited for the Library to open. We decided that he too was waiting for those big old glass doors to slide back so he could dash inside and grab 2 or 3 of his favourites. We thought he might have been checking out - The Ugly Duckling, How to Bake Bread and Feathers, Fur and Fins! We decided he would then fly over to Gloria Jeans and order some banana bread with extra poppy seeds and a creamy hot cocoa, which he would take back to his very tidy nest, put his feet up on his newly appolstered lounge and read. He would read until it was time for his favourite Tv show - Creature Features. When next we see him we are hoping to be brave enough to introduce ourselves. I do declare I will fall over if he says his name is Samuelbedraggle, because that is exactly what Kenzi called him....and I think he looks just like a Samuelbedraggle too. Don't you? (photo's by Kenzi)
Then
Now
Kenzi and I did a trial run on this cake today and ironed out all the kinks. I think it will work.
