My boy is a yank

I think my children may watch too much television. Well maybe just Cameron. And maybe it isn't that he watches too much tv as such, rather that he is so easily influenced by what he watches.
Not that the way he is influenced is necessarily a bad thing. It just reminds me how quickly and easily children can pick things up. Actually in this case it's quite amusing.
I think Cameron is turning into an American. Yep. A yank. Half of the shows he watches are American so I guess I'm not surprised. It's just funny listening to him talk as his Australian language is being replaced by more eastern words!
Here are a few of the things he says:

"Mummy I'm going on a vacation" For those non-australian readers we aussies rarely use the term vacation. To us it's just simply a holiday.

"I need to find my flashlight" we call it a torch.

"I need to get the girls a diaper" we call a diaper a nappy. (actually this one is my favourite it is very cute coming out of his mouth. He even has me saying diaper!)

"Sidewalk" - we call it a footpath.

I'm actually waiting for him to start saying "pacifier" instead of dummy. But as the girls no longer have dummies there is probably a good chance that he won't mention it. Unless he's pretending the girls or himself are babies. Like he does quite often come to think of it.

The things my boy says always make me smile. Or laugh. The other day as I was changing Chelseas nappy he was beside me (always curious is he) and asked me why she had a big bum and a little bum! I'm giggling just writing this.
Actually I suppose it's a step up from when he was very concerned that they didn't have any bits at all because theirs had apparently "fallen off".
He'll understand it eventually I guess!

Torn

I've been meaning to write this sooner but I keep forgetting. I got a call from a recruitment officer in the army about a week or so ago to arrange for me to have an assessment day.
Even writing the words "assessment day" scares me a little. Two interviews and a full medical assessment in the one day spanning four plus hours IS pretty scary. To me anyway. Because it means one of two things: the complete changing of my (and my family's) life, or no change at all. The difference between a better life or staying as I am.
Joining the army is without a doubt the biggest decision I have ever made, and it isn't one I take lightly. To be honest it's tearing me apart. I wonder every day whether I'm making the right decision or not because when it comes down to it, it'll be my kids that make or break it.
I'm doing it for myself as well as them, but as much as I try to visualise it, right now I can't imagine leaving them for a long period of time. Let alone three whole months, which is how long I would have to leave them for to complete initial basic training. I would then get a week or two to spend with them before leaving again to complete employment training.
Any stay at home mum could probably never imagine not seeing their children for that long. And I know it's not their whole life, only a small chunk but to me it is like an eternity. And I have to decide if I can do it.
There are so many upsides to joining the army lifestyle wise that my kids will thank me for (hopefully). And they will get so many more opportunities than they will get if I don't join. I would rather they grow up seeing the world as opposed to staying in the same area year after year and just getting by.
But if I do join then it takes me away from them. My kids are my life, and them three little things that I'm trying to do it for are the three things holding me back. Because I love them so much. I wish it were easier!!
But back on topic my assessment day is December 15. hopefully it goes well and there are no problems that hold me back and stop me getting any further. And I have to start studying hard! Because the interviews aren't exactly a walk in the park. You have to know EVERYTHING not only about the jobs you are applying for but about military life, pays, postings, deployments, badges, rank etc.....
argh! Lets hope I make it through it.

Lights, Camera, Action WIGGLES!

Some acrobatics

Romp bomp a chomp

The look on Cameron's face when the Wiggles first came out

Waiting for the show to start

Well Sunday was the big day. The day Cameron and I had been anticipating for months. It was Wiggle time!

I woke up Sunday morning with a Wiggles song stuck in my head already and from then knew there was no hope in getting rid of it. When Cameron woke up I reminded him what day it was and he was very excited. Up until we left that morning all I heard from him was "are we going to see the Wiggles now?"

You can guess by the time we actually arrived at the Silverdome (where the show was) he was pretty excited. We had to get there early knowing how busy it was going to be, but boy did I underestimate it. I thought we'd be one of the first cars in the car park but to my surprise we ended up with one way down the bottom in the overflow carpark. With hundreds of cars still behind me. And that was an hour early!

The show started at 11 o clock so we had some waiting time but all was okay. Cameron didn't get grumpy having to wait at all. Our seats were perfect. We weren't exactly front row, but we were front row on the side section (which was a little further back from the stage than the middle section), which meant we had no one in front of us and had no trouble getting up from our seats to dance. Halfway through the show we got up from our seats and went and sat on the floor closer to the stage anyway which was great.

I loved the expression on Cameron's face when the Wiggles actually came out on stage! I suppose he would have been thinking wow they are actually real!

I have to say, they put on a brilliant show. It wasn't only very entertaining for the littlies, but for all the grown ups also. Especially when they kept throwing in comments about their age. Cameron had a blast clapping and singing along, so it was definitely money well spent! I'd take him again definitely and the girls next time too.

After the show we walked all the way back to the car ready to go, but we didn't actually realise that we wouldn't be going anywhere in a hurry. My goodness was their some traffic! I pulled out of the carpark ready to go, and then we stayed in that same spot for nearly thirty minutes! No one was moving, and the cars that could eventually move weren't letting anyone else in. Of course I did :) Really what was a few more cars in front?

Because there were two shows that day, one at 11 and one at 2, before the people from the eraly show had even left the car parks everyone coming for the next show was trying to get in. Argh! complete chaos!

But all in all it was a good day!

Excitement Building.....

Dwaynes gone to poker, the kiddies are in bed, and now all there is to do is relaaaaax. And wait for Ghost Whisperer to start at 7 30. Love that show!
And this weather! I'm so glad winter is well and truly over. Even though it's getting closer to summer now and we've only just started having more nice days. So much for spring.
It's been so warm some days now that I actually got the kids water slide out over the weekend for them to play on. Cameron had been begging me for weeks to get it out so he finally got the chance. The kids loved it. And with the hose connected up to it and some dishwashing liquid poured on it it was super slippery.
To see the girls try and walk up it (our yard is on a bit of a slope) was hilarious. I even had a go myself which they thought was amusing.

I can't believe how close to Christmas it's getting! 50 days and counting! I love christmas. Maybe not the cost of it all, especially with three kids, but the whole atmosphere and the excuse to over indulge is great. And Cameron understands now who Santa Claus is, and what he does, and he's getting excited too. Although he asked me today why Santa doesn't come on people's birthdays. Which I think is a reasonable question since people get presents then too. He's so cute sometimes.

And ANOTHER thing I'm super duper excited about lately: The Wiggles. They are actually coming to Tassie and I'm not really sure who is more excited about this one, Cameron or mummy hehe. I bought the tickets months ago (and finally received them after weeks of being stuffed about. But that's a whole other story) and next Sunday is the big day.
It is meant to be their best show yet, and they don't come to Tasmania often (the last time was over three years ago apparently) so it's a pretty big thing.
Oh and yes I'll be taking my camera and taking lots of piccies!! Well if I'm not too far from the front anyway :)