#386 The age of Innocence

Tonight, baby girl hugged and kissed a star lamp. How much more delightful can she possibly get, at age 3?

When she gets presents for an occasion, usually in bulk, like at Christmas, or her Birthday, it’s not too hard amongst the frenzy of new ‘things,’ to pop a gift or 7 away, for a later date.

I like to draw things out. I can see the insane joy in her face when I later take out her presents, all fresh and brand new and exciting, as it’s suddenly something interesting to play with. She has no idea it’s been sitting out of reach on the top drawer of her cupboard the whole time. The only thing she knows is “Oh! New toy!”

I can get away with it at this age.

She received this star lamp for Christmas. And because she had a little fairy lamp that we were using in the meantime, I popped the star one, you guessed it…

Her fairy lamp was going dim. I mean, I could have just changed the batteries, as I’ve done so many times before. But I needed an excuse to take out the star lamp, albeit another battery-operated one, but what the hell.

It looks a lot like this:

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Only in red.

Hubbie and I put in some batteries and set it up in her room, and then as bedtime approached I asked “do you want a surprise?”

Of course a 3 year old wants a surprise at bed time. Stalling is what they excel at.

So we took her into her pitch-black room, I fumbled with the switch on the lamp, and

Ta-da! The room was alight with a warm glow from her new lamp.

She was rapt. She looked at it in admiration. She held it, carried it about. She hugged it, even doing her “awww” bit as if she were hugging a baby. She then kissed it.

She hugged and kissed her lamp.

And you know what? It was freaking adorable. It was beautiful. She is at such an innocent stage, so naïve to so many of life’s treasures, experiences, and discoveries, and it is precious. She is amazed and takes great joy in the smallest of things, and I find it inspirational.

She sees Nutella on the table during breakfast and exclaims “Oh!” before clapping excitedly.

She jumps up and down when we tell her we’re going to walk  to the park.

She hugs a friggin’ lamp because it’s red, it glows, and it’s a star.

How much more simple can you get? How beautiful life is, when things like this make you happy? When you appreciate them to the degree that they bring you irrepressible joy?

I hope to nurture those innocent qualities in her for as long as I can, for as long as she will let me.

In fact, I hope to keep it alive in me while I am at the task. I actually think this gratitude blog, is helping me to do that too…

 

 

 

#358 Kinder days no.1

Today was the second session of kinder where I left baby girl and… ventured off by myself for a couple of hours.

They have been staggered starts to help her settle into the whole kindergarten ‘flow,’ (not that my cheeky monkey needs to go into it slowly, as she charges without hesitation into the playground, touching everything within reach) and next week will be the big one, where she will be there for 5 hours. This will be the norm, week in, week out.

5 hours.

5 HOURS

5 HOURS!

What does one do with oneself after 3 and a half years of raising a princess, where the only time you have to yourself is when you are working, and when you are sleeping (and let’s face it sleep provides no guarantee EVER of peace, especially with kids).

What do I do with myself?! For 5 freaking hours???

Why… EVERYTHING. Starting with hitting the Main street.

I have been putting off buying presents for some people in my life, and I am seriously late in buying these, because baby girl makes it so interesting for me when I try to buy anything that isn’t a toy, or a kinder surprise. So the first thing I did after dropping her off, was go mad on the shops.

I bought all 4 presents that I was planning to. 3 shops for that. Success. Then I decided to do some ‘me’ shopping.

I mean, really, I still had to buy one book present, so technically it wasn’t like I was actively searching for a book for myself… but when a book practically jumps out at you, you have to buy it, right?!

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I purchased the above book for myself, and the Farrell’s bookstore was running a freebie where you could pick up a book containing sample chapters of upcoming releases…

Free book you say? I can’t believe the sales assistant even asked “do you want one?”

So, I’m pretty happy. I ticked off some to-dos, indulged in some ‘me’ time and browsed some beautiful shops, and the photo above makes me so happy because it is representative of all that is yet to come.

Satisfaction. Joy. Simple pleasures.

Appreciation. Yay for this time in my life :):):)

 

 

 

#305 Christmas at my parents’

Today was a long-awaited, yet weird Christmas Day. Definitely not a normal one. But these unusual ones come every so often. Like that one year there were freak hail storms which damaged too many cars, houses and general premises alike. Or that Christmas where we caught a canary, which became Hubbie’s pet “Chrissy” for a good few years. Or that other one, where we threw water balloons at each other in the yard, and made such a mess that Dad told us all off and we got in big trouble.

Hold on, that was last year.

Anyway, we were clearly due again this year.

All my life we’ve spent Christmas Day at my parents’ house. That’s 33 Christmases in a row. That’s a lot of Christmases. They were filled with a lot of family, relos and friends when I was growing up… nowadays our group is intimate, consisting no more of my sister, bro-in-law, 2 nephews, hubbie, baby girl and I, and our parents.

And today, amidst the usual food, cake, opening of presents, D&Ms, some kind of water activity (this year a cactus sprinkler) and endless photo-taking, there was an at-home doctor’s visit, followed by a trip to the 24/7 medical centre; me scolding Hubbie for drinking more than he was eating, and subsequently throwing him ‘looks,’ and 3 hours plus driving time on the road.

I was a little shitty, and feeling under pressure many times throughout the day. But my realisation was this: I wouldn’t pick any other group of people to spend a tense and stressful day with, even if that unusual day had to be Christmas Day.

The tough moments. The ones who are there for you in the hard times, and who make your life easier then – those are the keepers.

I still loved the day, because I was with my group of number 1s.

I hope you all had a magical Christmas Day 🙂

 

#298 Christmas pressies – tick

Sigh. Relief.

The Christmas presents have all pretty much been bought.

I have just one more KK gift, which will be fairly easy, and some chocs and wine to buy, AND THAT’S IT!

Now for the wrapping, Christmas songs on repeat in the background, and gingerbread men baking to begin…

#295 Enjoying the lead-up

One of the things I love about Christmas is getting everything done. Getting it all done as soon as possible, before excitement turns into crazy rush, before buying presents turns into throwing money at salespeople, and before wrapping presents turns into paper flying everywhere.

Year by year I’ve been somewhat successfully managing to send out cards and buy and subsequently wrap presents, earlier, so that I can relax in the final week/days lead up.

This is what I love. The observing. The watching. The enjoying.

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I love sending my cards out early. I love knowing it will put a smile on people’s faces as they open up their mailboxes.

I love wrapping presents as early as I can. I love looking at the Christmas-coloured wrap and ribbon under our tree, taking it easy, and basking in the fact that I can enjoy all that Christmas has to offer.

Reflecting. Christmas songs. Baking Christmas goodies. Looking forward to time off work, and happy times spent with family. Eagerly anticipating the opening of the presents, excited about seeing baby girl’s face when she goes through hers.

Christmas is the best. Christmas through a child’s eyes is better.

So although I haven’t bought and wrapped ALL my presents yet, I have about half under the tree right now, and even now, I feel ‘Ahhh.’ Almost there.

But I don’t need to be ‘there’ yet. I like being here too. Enjoying and reflecting.

#284 Multi-tasking and presents

I got some of Hubbie’s Chrissy present today.

Not that he deserved it.

It’s always good when you can multitask. One feels much accomplished when this is done, and successfully achieved. Even more so, if you are at work, and are able to complete any other type of non-work related job…

Enter the Docklands Sunday Market during your work shift.

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And today’s tally comes to $59.20.

$4.20 for the coffee.

$5.00 for the churros with chocolate dipping sauce

$50.00 for the two steel-printed classic Monaro pictures that I’m hoping my car-fantatic hubbie DOESN’T have.

Carrying a bag with very pointy edges, coffee, and perilously hanging chocolate dipping sauce in a designated groove of an open favour-type-box for the churros, heading on back to work…

And not one fly landed on my churros. Gold.

#279 2 nights before December begins…

…and I have more Christmas gifts, down.

I just counted. Out of the 26 small, medium and large gifts I’m buying for family and friends, I have already purchased 9 (and a half) of those. That is over a third.

AND December has not even begun!

AND I have a daughter who sometimes does, most times DOES NOT let me shop!

How did I then achieve this fantastic feat? Even I don’t know.

But I’m rapt. Grateful, even 🙂