It's just another Saturday, in a not particularly tired or old street

A few highlights from today.

We started with Bundle and Cherub making puppets out of cardboard, paddle pop sticks and pipe cleaners and putting on the worst puppet show since Rory Gilmore discovered socks. I loved every single second of it. Five stars.

We went to the park to fly the styrofoam planes that we bought at Australian Geographic during last week's train trip to Melbourne Central. Inevitably, at some point in this exercise, Bundle's plane got stuck in a tree. The plane was out of reach and there was no hope of climbing the tree, since even the lowest branches were unreachable too.

I decided to get the plane down by throwing the only item I could find, which was my muesli bar. Incredibly, this almost worked. I hit the plane on my third throw and knocked to a lower, if still unreachable, branch.

Sadly, two throws later, the muesli bar got stuck too.

Bundle had stayed pretty calm up to this point, but when he realised we had nothing else to throw, he started to get seriously worried. Fortunately, I found a tennis ball in the boot, and ten or so throws later the plane was low enough to be poked with a stick, and, shortly after that, back on the ground.

Bundle was pretty excited, but still possessed of a sense of perspective, as demonstrated by:

Bundle: MY PLANE! YAY!!

INC: Is your daddy awesome?

Bundle: YES! Well, except for the muesli bar.

The park was followed by a trip to Bunnings to buy, as it turned out, hardly any mulch, and then home for lunch. After lunch , we played many more ridiculous games on the trampoline, we played with my sister's dog who is visiting for a few weeks, and then, for reasons that may one day be clear, Cherub decided that the next game we played would involve throwing a basketball "at your butt".

Cherub took an early lead by announcing this game while I was retrieving Bundle's football from under the trampoline, meaning his task was not that difficult.

After I levelled the scores a couple of minutes later, Bundle and Cherub teamed up and chased me around the yard for a minute or two, leading to this:

Bundle: Stand still, daddy, stand still. You have to stand still!

INC: I'm not going to stand still. That would make it too simple. I'm going to run around

Bundle: No daddy! We're on the 'easy' level.

For the record, the next level was 'medium', and I was allowed to move so long as it was at a walk and backwards.



Dull moments are something that happens to other people.