we told Nicholas he could choose a new decoration for the Chtristmas tree. we have a red and gold theme happening. traditional trimmings. and this is what he chose. two cats in a basket. 
so we refrained from suggesting anything else and bought his first decoration.
so we refrained from suggesting anything else and bought his first decoration.i love looking at people's December daily albums. i wouldn't do one (last thing i need is another project) but i do like finding inspiration for my Christmas album. this album is supposed to have one double page layout each year giving a summary of our Christmas day. so far it has Nicholas' first Christmas, so that would be 2005! i plan to catch up on the other three years, so that this year all will be on schedule.
and there is this great idea - an advent of scriptures. you can download the bookmarks here.
last night, as is often the case, Nicholas came into our bed. truth be told, if i wake up in mornings and he hasn't climbed into bed with us i am a little disappointed as i love suggling up to him. a little after he came into bed he screamed out "mama!" he started crying and said he had a dream (a nightmare). he asked why i couldn't here him calling. it must have been one of those dreams where you are calling out and calling out, and no one hears you. i held him tight, kissed him and said it was ok and he could go back to sleep. he told me if it happens again, i'm to wake him up. :) he is growing up so much. i really am excited about preschool. i will be home to take him on one day, and still have my other day off to be home with him. one last year. David will also take him to preschool on one day, so that will be nice for him to be involved. i know Nicholas will love it. i'll probably be less excited about primary school, where he is gone eveyday for the week. it seems like so much...
i have been cutting and sewing pattens for my nephews for Christmas. they are little art wallets - very cute, but my sewing never looks as neat as that in the pictures.
i often think that if i didn't have to work to help pay the mortgage we are blessed with, i'd be home doing all sorts of craft. sewing, scrapping... of course we would have to have lots of money so that we can pay the mortgage and have lots of craft materials!
an old colleague of mine sends me emails now and then. they always ask two questions. are you living in Armidale yet? (where we were contemplating moving to before buying here) and are you working in a gallery yet? (reference to my first degree and what i often wistfully wish i was doing!) she likes to hold me accountable to my dreams.
how do you make decisions like that? as carefree as i would like to think i am, i am very cautous. we didn't move to Armidale - Nicholas had just been born and i wanted to be close to my family. i saw a job advert for a curator a couple of weeks ago, but i am respected in my current workplace and i don't have to prove myself. my part time hours are supported there and the idea of beginning again scares me. and my priority really is Nicholas and Audrey. i see it more and more. so many people i know who work for the government, across the sector, are working hours way beyond what is agreed as standard. expectations of output are getting higher and higher. in the last couple of months i have really had to pull hard to not get caught up in the wave of it. it's funny that to try and live simpler takes a lot of hard work! you have to be on your toes otherwise before you know it you really are racing around in the rat race.
David's uncle has a large property. there is a second house on the property. when he has temporary workers helping a different times in the season, the worker and his family will live there. often in the back of my mind i think that we could do that david used to spend his holidays working out there with his uncle and grandfather. i think how i could take my long service leave and we could go for 6 months. it would be a great experience for the kids - and peace, quiet and stillness for me. it wouldn't be rolling green hills and cows or ducks. it would be dry and dusty with sheep away in the paddocks. but it is still a beautiful Australian landscape.
David says we could do it - we wouldn't have to pay rent, and his uncle would only need to pay what we needed for groceries each week. David said he could even do some of his studies at the nearby university. then i quickly talk myself out of it - i hate the heat. there is no airconditioning. i don't drive. then i think - in 20 years time, when my children have left home, will i wish we experienced six months together like that? i hope we do it. maybe in a few years, when the kids are at school, so they can experience waiting by the main road, at the end of a long driveway, for the school bus to collect them! maybe it is easier to dream. meanwhile here is the beginnings of this seasons vegetable garden.
and there is this great idea - an advent of scriptures. you can download the bookmarks here.
last night, as is often the case, Nicholas came into our bed. truth be told, if i wake up in mornings and he hasn't climbed into bed with us i am a little disappointed as i love suggling up to him. a little after he came into bed he screamed out "mama!" he started crying and said he had a dream (a nightmare). he asked why i couldn't here him calling. it must have been one of those dreams where you are calling out and calling out, and no one hears you. i held him tight, kissed him and said it was ok and he could go back to sleep. he told me if it happens again, i'm to wake him up. :) he is growing up so much. i really am excited about preschool. i will be home to take him on one day, and still have my other day off to be home with him. one last year. David will also take him to preschool on one day, so that will be nice for him to be involved. i know Nicholas will love it. i'll probably be less excited about primary school, where he is gone eveyday for the week. it seems like so much...
i have been cutting and sewing pattens for my nephews for Christmas. they are little art wallets - very cute, but my sewing never looks as neat as that in the pictures.i often think that if i didn't have to work to help pay the mortgage we are blessed with, i'd be home doing all sorts of craft. sewing, scrapping... of course we would have to have lots of money so that we can pay the mortgage and have lots of craft materials!
an old colleague of mine sends me emails now and then. they always ask two questions. are you living in Armidale yet? (where we were contemplating moving to before buying here) and are you working in a gallery yet? (reference to my first degree and what i often wistfully wish i was doing!) she likes to hold me accountable to my dreams.
how do you make decisions like that? as carefree as i would like to think i am, i am very cautous. we didn't move to Armidale - Nicholas had just been born and i wanted to be close to my family. i saw a job advert for a curator a couple of weeks ago, but i am respected in my current workplace and i don't have to prove myself. my part time hours are supported there and the idea of beginning again scares me. and my priority really is Nicholas and Audrey. i see it more and more. so many people i know who work for the government, across the sector, are working hours way beyond what is agreed as standard. expectations of output are getting higher and higher. in the last couple of months i have really had to pull hard to not get caught up in the wave of it. it's funny that to try and live simpler takes a lot of hard work! you have to be on your toes otherwise before you know it you really are racing around in the rat race.
i called an agent once about this house in Armidale 
David's uncle has a large property. there is a second house on the property. when he has temporary workers helping a different times in the season, the worker and his family will live there. often in the back of my mind i think that we could do that david used to spend his holidays working out there with his uncle and grandfather. i think how i could take my long service leave and we could go for 6 months. it would be a great experience for the kids - and peace, quiet and stillness for me. it wouldn't be rolling green hills and cows or ducks. it would be dry and dusty with sheep away in the paddocks. but it is still a beautiful Australian landscape.
David says we could do it - we wouldn't have to pay rent, and his uncle would only need to pay what we needed for groceries each week. David said he could even do some of his studies at the nearby university. then i quickly talk myself out of it - i hate the heat. there is no airconditioning. i don't drive. then i think - in 20 years time, when my children have left home, will i wish we experienced six months together like that? i hope we do it. maybe in a few years, when the kids are at school, so they can experience waiting by the main road, at the end of a long driveway, for the school bus to collect them! maybe it is easier to dream. meanwhile here is the beginnings of this seasons vegetable garden.
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