Backyard Treasures.

Had a brain wave that I needed the lawn mowed; I have been avoiding all contact with the backyard, I new it was bad. Today I accidently ventured out to freak and NEED it done ASAP… it was above my knees in places!!!

I convinced eldest DS to do part of it; if I do the yard, I use a push along mower, but apparently when males do the lawn, they find a ride-on mower! Geez if I had a ride on I might be able to do it myself.
A ride-on was found at Nonna’s home; eldest DS drove it up through the paddock, this was met with screaming from youngest DS who thinks it was sent to eat him… screams from another that it is UNFAIR how J always gets to ride the bike ha-ha (tell her it is a mower, and get my most loved word… ‘Whatever’ as an answer)

I’m just about ready to say where to start, and I see a toy, go down to get it… and see another toy… and some shoes… and socks… and a bucket… and pegs and lunches. Yep the sandwiches that I declared I’m NOT making anymore were in the yard/ grass. ; All sorts of stuff!

We do a junk hunt, and I’m not feeling real happy (Youngest DS was very upset about this… I got LOTS of ‘Are you happy?’) We collect 4 piles of stuff.

1 pile is washing that I now have to rewash!
1 pile was dishes, mainly lunch boxes, and chock buckets, but adds t-spoons and cups just to top it off.
1 pile was toys, stuff that IS meant to be out side… but NOT hidden in the grass.
The last pile was Brocken toys, and bits of brick, wood and pavers.

I had the 4 elder children helping me (and youngest DS following, wanting me happy). All were complaining how they DIDN’T do this, it WASN'T them… I was getting quiet mad and fed up, giving them sarcastic comments telling them they must have, because I didn’t put all the stuff out there, and the fairy sure as hell can’t be blamed! Etc

We get the wheelie bin to throw out the last pile and DD 6 years comes outside, she was so upset.
Apparently we have ruined her treasure hunt game!!!… As she was storming off she made it clear that she now has to hide all the treasures again! ROFL

Had to laugh… what else could you do. :)

Are you happy?

Theses 3 words… in this order make me want to scream!
I hear them day after day…. Hour after hour…. At least once every 5 minutes… and
NO I’m NOT happy if you keep asking me this. I WAS happy - but it is wearing thin.
Can’t say that though, I must say… ‘Yes I’m happy’ *ARGH*

Youngest DS has a very high pitched, weird sounding voice, it really is like nothing I’ve ever heard before, and peoples happiness is EXTREMELY important to him… maybe more important than Diego. ;) He must know if you are happy, and if you aren’t he will keep asking with no rest,-
‘Are you happy?’
‘Are you happ-ppyy?’
‘Are you happ-pppyyy?’ It gets more screechy each time as he starts to become quiet upset about your well being.
He is unrelenting, my Mr persistent, until you give in and say yes.

So, when I next see you… DON’T ask if I’m happy….
I can’t win the battle with DS; And I hate not winning, so I may just take you asking about my happiness as an opportunity say NO… and get away with it ROFL ;) :)