Crazy comments from the little dude (not all today, more of an archive situation);

• W;I'm fed up! I quip! (me; what are you fed up with?) I'm fed up with your attitude mama...What's attitude mean?

• There you go, my silent lady (upon bringing me a pepsi max)

• S; Sit down on your bottom W! (he was mucking around on the couch and being a pest) W; I can't, I'm allergic to stuff...like angry adults.

• (after S had a haircut)- I like daddies long hair, not this new spikey hair, it's just too funky for me to look at.

• me, to S; "you're a dork!" (in response to some lame thing he said) W; We are dorks! Daddy and W,we are both dorks together!

• and finally, my favourite; *sings* This old man, he played one, he played nick nack on a drum, with a nick nack paddy whack, give a dog a bone, this old man came rolling home...Mama, is this song about Uncle Tom? COMEDY!

And of course, today, it is with great sadness that we announce that the mighty swans failed to triumph today. Still, it could have been worse...We could have lost to Adelaide, making life here somewhat unbearable! There's always next year hey.

Not much news for us. Being the saddo's that we are, S and I played board games and watched Iron Chef...I went for a lovely walk along the river torrens this morning, saw all the new baby ducks...so fluffy and cute! Heading into a long weekend (good) and school holidays (not so good, parks and usual hangouts packed with the dreaded "big kids" who are rough and tough) and of course no playgroup or pre-school...Let the fun begin!