School holidays long gone

It seems we blinked and the school holidays vanished and life just kept rolling on. In the first week of holidays, just as she was about to get on a train with Roboboy, my mother in law tripped and fell. In that split second everything was different. She fractured her hip and has required a hip replacement. Amazingly, just over two weeks later, today we took her home again, walking almost independently. After seeing the xrays of her new robotic metal hip joint, Roboboy has taken to calling her Grammy-bot.

So, in between the hospital visits, flower market forays, care of her pets and other bits and pieces the holidays flew by with our house move getting closer by the minute.

Despite the drama, there was much of the usual too. Lego building, park romps, movies with friends, and even a quick spot of op shopping. Nothing more wonderful than a fifty cent Richard Scarry find.

A wonderful discovery at Grammy-bot's house whilst feeding her cats. A large box complete with a cruiser needing minimal assembly. Who knew these could easily accommodate two? We are letting them whizz around trashing the floors for the next few weeks, after that it will be outside only when the floorboards are polished.

And there has been the usual duplo building, but as a team, with matching early morning blankets.

Miss Liongirl and I had a lovely girls afternoon out the ballet, there were lots of other little girls there to see Cinderella but I think mine was the littlest, hence the chupa chup bribe to counteract act three squirming. She sat riveted to her seat in act one, like me, she was spellbound by the costumes, especially the pink floor length floating chiffon cape worn over the tutu to the ball.

There is also nothing better than riding around in a bike chariot sharing your snacks with your best mate. Let me say that pulling two little girls who are stuffing themselves with snacks in a bike chariot is a definite workout.

And even a bit of progress on the homefront. Legoman relishes any opportunity to get up on high structures and chop things. We would rather prune our trees ourselves than have builders lop them when they are in the way of a new roofline. (We, being the royal we, meaning not at all me, as heights are not my thing).

Look at this wonderful new shoot though, he was not allowed anywhere near this baby.

We even managed to sell the kitchenette in the granny flat within a few hours of advertising it. Best of all, someone is paying us $420 for the pleasure of removing it all and taking it away.

We are hoping our kitchen and the carport are as enthusiastically appreciated. Fingers crossed.