Then I put a toy pizza (not having a toy pea to hand) under one end. I told the girls to come and try the bed, and set them a challenge of telling me which end had the pea [za] under it. They both knew straight away! Now it wasn't obvious at all! No REALLY!
SO that means that they're DEFINITELY Princesses! The following picture is the moment where Phoebe was contemplating what that actually meant to her, and even Matilda didn't seem to mind!
I had a successful telephone interview this week for Bunnings, but still have to go for another one before I'll know if I have a job offer. The job isn't a very high up one, and the money isn't really enough for us... but it's better than nothing, and it might lead to a more senior role, a question I'd need to ask at the next interview.
Aside from that, it's pretty quiet. Daile is on the look out too now that Phoebe is at school, so hopefully things will pan out.
I went to pick up the kids today, and decided to take the cat for some inexplicable reason. He was a big hit at the school and must have been stroked by at least 40 kids... He was so KOOL!
...even by MY standards!
So he did his walk when he got out of the car when we got back home. Daile calls it his 'John Wayne' walk. It's sort of a slow swagger, a bit odd looking, like his boots are too tight, or his knackers. (Actually he had those cut off on Wednesday, so that might be something he stops doing soon...) Matilda is in the habit (when we've been recently supplied) of getting ice pops out of the downstairs freezer, and she has got a soft spot for giving Jack the last bit. It's hilarious.
Daile said 'God...even the flippin' cat's got a sweet tooth!!!' I think she feels a bit alienated. She keeps trying to sell us the benefits of 'Wheet-bix' over the sugary cereals. No dice sister!
Jack you'd'a'man!
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