If You Give a Mouse a Motorcycle

I'm looking for funny, simple poetry for Morgan to recite.. I found this - its a bit long - but it made me laugh..

If You Give a Mouse a Motorcycle  by Kenn Nesbitt

If you give a mouse a motorcycle, don't be too surprised if he starts behaving strangely once he knows he's motorized. He may act a bit bizarrely. He may dress a little weird. He might buy a leather jacket and then grow a honkin' beard. When he straps a helmet on his head and boots upon his feet, then you'll see him pop a wheelie and go racing down the street. Pretty soon he'll find he's fond of doing motorcycle tricks. He'll be jumping over cars and trucks and buses just for kicks. He'll start working at the circus where he'll take away your breath as he rides with other rodents in the flaming cage of death. When he accidentally crashes he'll have no more fun and games; just the screech of twisting metal as his bike explodes in flames. And without his motorcycle he'll be fired from his job. He'll become depressed and lonely and a sad and smelly slob. And the only way to save him from this misery and pain is to buy another motorbike so he can start again. So remember this advice: Don't even trust him with your keys. If you need to give a mouse a gift, it's best to stick with cheese.

back to work back to the grindstone

I know loads of families do it - but I am really struggling with the whole full time work and juggling life around it.

Its nearing the end of my second week full time as a teacher at the College Morgan and Lilly go to.  I am in the Middle school section - so the high school part - and away from them - but its got alot going for it as far as convenience.

The teachers in my team are really relaxed and supportive - so really I couldn't ask for a better place to land.  The Teacher- aid rocks - so knowledgable and fantastic with the kids.

I'd kinda forgotten about the myriad of meetings and after school staff things - something as a contractor or relief you don't do; but have been fortunate so far that the kids are happy to hang out at school and wait for me.

So - its back into our mad world - Mondays is dancing - we are at a different studio this year - simply as the times suit the best.  Morgan loves his hip Hop teacher and the class.  My heart squeezes when I peep in to see him fully involved, smiling and jumping around.  His shiny smily face afterwards is all the answer I need.  Lilly just dances everywhere - so loves whoever she is with!  Best of all - the studio is only 10 mins up the road - rather than the 40 mins the other one was.
Tuesdays is karate night - Age has decided he will pick the kids up after class and I will either walk home or get a lift home after class. It lets the kids get to bed at a decent hour that way.
Wednesdays is AFL training.
Thursdays is Joey scouts - and muggins here has volunteered to be a leader.
Fridays is karate.
Saturday mornings are AFL matches.  Thankfully the kids are still too young to have to travel to games - thats next year - so not looking forward to that one.

I have staff meetings at 7.50 am on Wed morning, till 4.30 on Wed afternoon and one onTuesday arvo till 4.30 as well.

shheeesh.

I've been capturing my life every day with a photo - using the 365 days in photos challenge - and posting them over at Art By Annie

one day - when I get time, I might start to sketch again.. ba h aha ha.

Age is well. On a new medication which has made him a bit fuzzy and dizzy but hopefully has some good results in the shrinkage of the tumour. It has a few side affects we are looking out for - swelling of brain and the like - but so far so good.  One of the down sides is that he needs to take it strictly every 4 hours - so I am on the 1 am patrol to ensure he takes it then.  I am usually up - so its not a problem.

I have made a commitment to post once a week.. we will see how that goes huh?

Day 13 - our last day

Morgan and I got up early and breakfasted together as we watched the sea.  Age was wiped out again and hadn’t slept well. We went back to check on him and he just wanted to sleep. So Morgan and I got our snorkels and we went to Blue Hole together. I allowed him to  lead where we went. We floated and swam for nearly two hours exploring the reef.

Age and Lilly had finished packing their things and had breaky when we got back.  It was a pretty relaxed exit. While we waited for our pick up, I set up the croquet lawn and the three of us knocked balls around. Lilly was really good at it, with a great eye of where she wanted her balls to go.

I snapped this photo of just one of the crazy things in the line ahead of us, going on the plane. Yes - they are roosters tied up in a bag together. Another one was a small boy holding a kitten.  

We had planned to get to Villa and catch a taxi into town to do some shopping and mooching. But as it was, none of us felt up the craziness, so shunted around the airport and waited for our flight.

Age is very inspired to come back and do alot of the tours and sights we didn't do. In particular he wants to go to one of the other larger islands - Santo - where the snorkelling is supposedly the best in the world.