The last few weeks have been quite uneventful hence the absence of any recent posts to my blog. So it must mean that we are getting used to the peculiarities of Thailand and what would have shocked us 12 months ago now appears to just be everyday life.
The kids were home sick last week so we were stuck in the house unable to go anywhere, only now are they starting to show signs of improvement. Marcus had a Rugby tournament in Bangkok last Saturday and the kids and I were supposed to go but I couldn't really see all of us sitting in the sun all day watching old men run about the footy pitch. Marcus was going to stay the whole weekend with the rest of the team but after the day ended he was so tired and sore and starting to come down with the flu he decided to drive home but of course he got lost in Bangkok, as always, and spent an hour driving about trying to find his way out. That reaffirmed to me that we made the right choice in staying home.
This week the kids are back at school thankfully and I am getting back to the gym and organising Judd's birthday party which we are having on Saturday. Well actually I am not organising much, the play center we are having it at do all the work, I just have to get the final numbers. A task that proves to be quite tricky as Thai parents tend to not RSVP to parties, or so I have been told, they just show up on the day. Now this causes a problem for me because I need to know numbers in order to have enough loot bags, cake, food and drink plus prizes for the games. I decided to invite all of Judds kinder class plus some of the expat kids. If they all show up I may have nearly 30 kids! Lord I hope not. So far I have 17 and that is heaps. But we want a big party for Judd as he has missed out on things like birthday parties and such since we have been in Thailand. He deserves a big celebration, I just hope he gets lots of presents to spoil him and make him feel like the super special kid he is.
I can't believe he is turning 4, such a big boy now. He can dress himself, brush his own teeth, help around the house, clean his room to earn his weekly allowance. My special little guy is growing up and I feel so sad about it. I want him to stay little and always be mummies best friend as he calls me. But with the growing comes the cheeky talk back and thinking he is smarter than us and he always has a response to everything. I think he picks up some cheeky behaviour from the other kids at school, but I guess its all part of parenting, they cant stay babies for ever.
Next week as we get over Judd's party we are moving house and I cannot be bothered packing all of our belongings up again. It is such a short move, literally up the street and round the corner. Marcus has designed a pool fence to be built before we move in, and fingers crossed they install it correctly. I want the kids to be able to play outside and come and go as they like through the house, but if the pool isn't secure then I will always have to have the doors locked and bolted. This new house though has a lovely ceiling fan outside so at least when I am out with them to supervise it wont be so hot and uncomfortable. The house is better fitted out than our current one, slightly smaller and different layout, but very very similar. I look forward to getting everything in and settled and setting myself up by the pool everyday. Marcus will love it too, it was his idea in the first place to get a pool.
Oh and Judd got stung by a wasp today up at the park, poor guy. He was playing on the slide when he started screaming and there was literally a swarm of wasps flying about him. Thankfully he was only stung once and after some ice and some cream it settled down. He took it on well, barely cried, I was quite proud of him. I would have cried for sure. Nasty little bastards they are, and they don't die like bees do, they keep coming back and keep stinging. My brave boy now has something to tell everyone about, he wont let anyone forget he got stung by a wasp.
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