Bianca keeps appearing on my shoulder like one of those little angels (or is it demons?) in the Bugs Bunny cartoons which say 'do this', or 'do that'. So instead of continuing on in my quest to get my supervisor of my back with the 'when is the next chapter draft coming Nick?', I've decided to write a post here. Its not that I haven't wanted to. Its just that I've been busy...honest. What with Lecturing, Tutoring, Marking, Young Mensing, Parenting, Husbanding, Blogging (on my other blog), Treasuring (for the soccer club), Home Teachinging (ok...now I'm stretching the truth) and most importantly Sleepingening....
So I thought I would preempt everyone who will be asking the question over the next few days, 'What's it feel like to be 30 you old man...' to which I will reply, 'don't ask me, I'm still 25...at least I look it right?'.
And so my 30th year begins. My daughter gets heavier, and alot naughtier; My son gets hair quicker than me, and he's still bald (I fear....I really fear); My Wife gets more and more cocky...and she has every right to. For three years straight now I've been mocking her age. 'Ewww...don't touch me old woman,' or 'you sure your memory isn't going?'. Oh the cruel hand of fate. Now I hear, 'You're getting old honey...'
And I feel it. I hear the groans from the 50/40 + people reading this with the cliche, 'oh come on now...to be 30 again (sigh)'. But my 30th year brings a few things to my mind. First, if I was still in YSA, I would be in my final jump to single adulthood. SCARY. I suppose it means I'm 'supposed' to be an 'adult' now? I dunna think so. I will still watch the Simpsons in abundance, even if I have seen the episode a hundred times over. I will still laugh at my daughter and son flatuating in public (and private) places...even myself (yes its true). I will still create myself in FIFA 2008 as a young fit and incredibly talented soccer player who is bought by Tottenham Hotspur for a cool $20 million pound...even though my knees are likely to break in half any day now...oh yes and finally, I WILL STILL BE 2.5 YEARS YOUNGER THAN BIANCA!!!! HAHAHA.
So despite the title of the post (which means disenchantment), I reply to the question posed above with, 'fine, I don't feel any different to the past 30 years of my life'. At least that is what I will say as my left knee cracks, my right ankle creaks, my Son cries and pulls on my pants, my Daughter then kicks him in the bum, my Wife asks me for money and my Supervisor chastises me for posting here instead of writing some more......
Here are the originals..... Elisa, Me, Steff and Aurora
People left and came....this is Sam another flat mate
Here is John Scott (didn't live with us) Kate, Renee (from Canada), Steff and Me
It was a little bit wet and Hayden just loved crawling through the wet pine bark! He's such a cutie and I love the little green jacket.
This is Scarlett and Maddie having a play. I think Scarlett carried her chips and drink everywhere she went!
Go Westie, Go!!
We celebrated Nick's mum's birthday last Sunday. Just had a light lunch with some yummy Carrot cake. I had to pick out the sultanas though!!! There were heaps! 
Scarlett got her new sleep suit yesterday. It was very exciting. We put it on over her new "Dorothy the Dinosaur" PJ's so that she keeps warm at night. While she was dancing around the lounge room she looked so much like a Teletubbie! What do ya think? I had to laugh because for some strange reason Teletubbies is still one of her favourite shows!!! I also have to laugh at Scarlett dancing to all the tunes on the TV. Her favourites are 'Big Brother' ad (I dont think so), Biggest Loser, Sizzler ad, ....that's all I can think of at the moment. Scarlett gets up and sings along every time one of these appears on tele. Mind you.... as soon as I start singing she tells me to stop!!! I can't sing anything around her!!!
These are the beautiful flowers nick gave me for our anniversary. I love fresh flowers!!! 
I also thought those of you who don't know.....K Mart has a sale on till Wednesday. Buy one item of kiddies clothing and get one for 60% off. I love Bonds and lay byed a heap of stuff for Ollie.
Our friends Ben and Emma Allen are leaving to live Adelaide. We had a farewell dinner at Ystyn and Adele's house. Adele had just come home from hospital with their little baby girl McKinley. It's easy to forget how small babies are when they are born. Look at Ollie in comparison... big boy!!
Mark and McKinley (probably spelt wrong!!)
This is the kids playing after their bath. They had to get in bed didn't they!!
West and Ollie
Of course I had to show you this massive bruise on my leg. It actually got a lot darker than that! I tripped while getting off the couch and because Ollie was under me and I didn't want to step on him I landed on the corner of the coffee table. It's hard to keep your cool when your in pain! You just have to grit your teeth when the kiddies are around!!!
Does Scarlett look like her daddy?
