This week I went to a funeral.
Funerals are events we don’t like attending, and are a place where we never want to occupy those specially reserved seats at the front.
This funeral was especially close to home for me, as it was the funeral of my sister-in-law’s mum. She had finally succumbed, after a gallant two-year fight, to that predatory evil disease known as cancer.
I went along to the funeral to support my brother and sister-in-law during this very tough time, but also to help care for their two precious daughters during a time that can be quite overwhelming, a little scary and very difficult to understand. Their eldest daughter – whom I shall call princess butterfly is four years old, and ended up in my care for the latter part of the graveside service and it was here that the questions began…
Why can’t Marnie (her name for her Grandma) open her eyes up?
Why does Marnie have to be in that box? Can she get out?
Why can’t she wake up?
Such powerful questions – questions that we too want answers for!!!
So how do we answer these questions for a four-year-old?
How do we answer these questions for ourselves?
The answer is simple…
With the truth!!
Death
We don’t want to talk about it until we have to and then when we do we are so uncertain of what has really happened many interesting stories about the hereafter are created – especially when talking with children.
I once saw a television show about a family of four children whose mother was killed in a car accident, the children then went to live with their aunt. The children were told that God needed their mummy up in heaven, that was why she had died. The morning after the funeral the youngest son was outside standing high on a tree pleading with God to send his mummy back because he really needed her and that if God couldn’t do that, could He please find a way for him to die really soon so that he could go up and be with his mummy again.
Did this story of God needing a young mummy comfort that child? Did it paint a picture of a loving God? I think not!!! Who would love a God who kills mummies cause He needs them in heaven and leaves little tiny boys alone wanting to die so they can have their mummy back.
That’s not my God!!!
Jesus said that He was the way, the truth and the life. I believe that He has given us the truth about everything – even death.
My kids have a video that is called Miracles of Jesus – in this video it has the story of Jairus’ daughter – for those who aren’t familiar with the story – Jairus is a leader in the church of Jesus day and his daughter became sick, so he went to find Jesus so that he could heal her sickness. On the way to the house a servant of Jairus’ comes to inform him that his daughter is dead. At this point in the video Jairus turns to Jesus to tell him not to bother coming any more as his daughter was now dead – Jesus’ response. Jairus just believe!
When they get to the house it is full of mourners, Jesus turns to Jairus and says do not worry your daughter is not dead she is just sleeping! One of the mourners turns to another and hisses – doesn’t he think we know death when we see it.
Jesus nods and says – They know death, but I know life!!!!
Do I hear an AMEN!!!
Jesus then goes in and restores this girl to life – life here on earth.
Bit ripped off don’t you think?
That she only got to spend such a short time up in heaven, only to have Jesus bring her back down to earth? Or did God get it wrong and she really wasn’t needed up in heaven at that time??
Again some interesting questions????
I think the answer is also found in what Jesus said – the girl is not dead – she is sleeping!!!!!
I tell my kids that death is a sleep that only Jesus can wake you up from!
So what is the truth about death?
It is my belief, and I base these beliefs on what I have read in the Bible – texts that I will share for you to read and contemplate for yourself, that death is a sleep, a time when we are on pause, waiting for Jesus to return to this earth and call all those who want to be in heaven with Him home. And the dead in Christ will rise first!
Yes your eyes are not deceiving you – I DO NOT believe that we go to heaven when we die, neither do I believe that the bible teaches this.
Text number one…For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing; they have no further reward, and even the memory of them is forgotten. Ecclesiastes 9:5
All bible readers have read that the wages of sin is death (romans 6:23)… Sin leads to death. There’s no way around it, there’s nothing you can do about it, we are doomed from birth to die. How and when it will happen, we don’t know, but we can be rest assured that at some point it WILL happen and the bible says in what we just read – that when we die we will know NOTHING!!!
Text number two… ”Do not be amazed at this, for a time is coming when all who are in their graves will hear his voice and come out… John 5:28-29.
How can they hear his voice from the grave if they are already in heaven? What would be the point of them going back to their graves to be resurrected again and taken to heaven where they just were – seems a bit ridiculous to me?
Text number three…Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like the rest of men, who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. According to the Lord’s own word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left till the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep. For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. 1 Thess 4:13-17.
When Jesus comes again His voice will wake up all who believe in Him and then He will take them home to live with Him forever!!!
I believe that this is the truth about death – the death we experience is just a sleep, a sleep that Jesus will wake us up from when He comes again. Until He wakes us up, we know nothing and are doing nothing but sleeping here on earth.
It is this truth that I shared with Princess Butterfly. And do you want to know her response when I told her that the very next thing Marnie would see is Jesus face? A big smile spread across her face and she said “and then she will see me running super fast to give her a great big cuddle and we will jump on the moon and the planets together!!!”
She had no thoughts of dying herself, she wasn’t angry at God for needing her beloved Marnie in heaven and taking her away. She understood, that sin makes bad things like cancer and death happen and that someday soon (hopefully sooner than soon), Marnie will wake up again and she can spend eternity with her, because their friend Jesus had come back!!
You CAN handle the truth, because the truth came from the One who loves us more than life itself.
He is watching over Marnie now that she is asleep, He’s watching over my two grandfathers now they are alseep and I know He is watching over your loved ones who have gone to sleep.
He wants them in Heaven and He will take them there at the RIGHT time. The time that is right for all of us – the time when all who want to will be caught up in the clouds to be with our Lord forever.
I can’t wait for that day – may it be sooner than soon.
Even so Come Lord Jesus!!!
Well it has been a while since I’ve graced my blog pages with my presence and writing even today is proving quite a challenge. The reason behind my absence – headaches!!!!! Yes those deep, dark, dull aches that pervade the very essence of your mind and expand to engulf your entire being.
Throughout my life I have always had the odd headache, as do we all, when I haven’t drunk enough water, or burnt the candle way down at both ends, but this year has literally been one big headache!!!
I come from a long line of migraine sufferers and have secretly patted myself on the back for dodging the nasty headache gene. But I think that congratulations were passed around all too early – because it found me. Locked there on my DNA chain, ready to be unleashed when I hit 34 was that nasty little chromosomal misery maker!!!
They’ve tested my eyes, they’ve tested my blood and the conclusion is – yep something you just have to live with. Live with??????????? For those of you out there who have encountered the migraine monster - living with is not something you do with a migraine.
For starters you can’t live with anyone else. The slightest noise, crunch or even breath is far too intolerable. Sunlight must of course be banned and the only activity that could be remotely referred to as “living” is done by your head which is being crammed into the pillow, to somehow remove all other forms of life from its existence. So I wouldn’t say I do much in the way of what I call living when my friend the migraine comes to visit.
So if this is life…mmmm
They have (God bless the mighty man) created some amazing little pills that (if taken at precisely the right moment) suppress the nightmare of the headache and leave you in sort of a surreal bubble for the rest of the day. Quite a strange reality, but at least it enables you to walk around and interact, well sort of.
All of this headachiness has made me very aware of what is really important to me. While laying there in my life-avoidance state I have been surprised at what aspects of life I actually missed. Not my computer, not my job, not my song writing, not any activity in particular. I missed my family.
While I was laying there, my Special man was manning the fort and taking my precious three with him. They were all together creating irreplaceable memories and I was not there with them. Father’s day was no exception – the special father in this household once again had to resume full parental duties and care for his brood, while his partner battled their unwelcome visitor.
I have found myself looking into the recesses of my mind to those seemingly far off days when I would bounce out of bed ready to take life by its horns.
Will those days return?
I’m praying they will.
Until then I challenge you to value every moment, because you don’t know what you have…
The bizarre egg-laying, venomous, duck-billed, beaver-tailed, otter-footed, river-swimming mammal, otherwise known as the platypus is definitely a creature that deserves a closer look.
Platypuses like to live alone on the edges of rivers and freshwater lakes where they can dig burrows into the overhanging riverbanks. During the day platypuses often rest in their burrows, but may spend some hours near the entrance basking in the sun and grooming their dense fur, which interestingly has a similar structure to the animals found in the arctic regions – thick woolly fur near the skin and an outer layer of guard hairs that look like drinking straws which fill up with air and act like a raincoat so that most of the animal’s body is dry even when diving. Platypus fur is extremely fine and even denser than that of polar bears and river otters, with 600-900 hairs covering each square millimetre of skin. Warmth is especially important considering a platypus spends up to twelve hours each day in water as cold as zero degrees Celsius.
Platypuses are nocturnal and forage for food every night. They dive for about thirty seconds, generally in shallow water less than about five metres deep, and often rest on the surface chewing for only ten seconds between dives and they can perform about seventy-five dives per hour. While diving, the platypus temporarily stores small food items in its special cheek pouches. When it returns to the surface to breathe, the food is ground up very finely between rough pads located inside their bill. The platypus’ diet mainly consists of freshwater invertebrates such as shrimps, worms, yabbies, pea-shell mussels, and immature and adult aquatic insects. Small frogs and fish eggs are also eaten occasionally, along with some terrestrial insects that fall into the water from overhanging vegetation.
Baby platypuses drink a rich milk that is secreted from two round patches of skin midway along their mother’s belly – female platypuses do not have nipples. It is believed that a baby platypus feeds by slurping up milk with rhythmic sweeps of its stubby bill. Females’ dig elaborate nesting burrows around twenty metres long with multiple chambers and earth plugs which they share with their unweaned young. A female platypus produces a clutch of one to three eggs in late winter or spring. The eggs are 15-18 millimetres long and have a thin, leathery shell, like those of snakes and lizards. The mother is believed to incubate them between her lower belly and curled-up tail for about ten days as she rests in an underground nest made of leaves or other vegetation collected from the water. When the juveniles first enter the water at the age of about four months, they are nearly as long as an adult.
As the platypus hunts underwater and predominantly at night, hearing and eye-sight are of little use in detecting prey. Accordingly, the platypus closes both its eyes and ears and relies on its “sixth sense” – an electro-receptor system, located in its bill. Even though the platypus’ bill is commonly said to be duck shaped it is not at all hard like that of a duck, it is in fact rubbery, flexible and covered with skin. The upper and lower bill surfaces are packed with hundreds of receptors which respond to touch and the tiny electric currents produced when invertebrates move in the water. These receptors are also believed to be vital to the platypus’ ability to navigate successfully among rocks and other obstacles when submerged.
So even though the platypus can’t see or hear its potential food, it knows it’s there – it can sense it. This is really a great picture of our relationship with God. We can’t see Him with our eyes and we can’t hear Him speak with our ears, yet we know He’s there. If we are tuned in there are times when His voice seems as loud as a thunderclap and His love so clearly seen in the tiny opening flower bud or smile of an infant.
Tuning in isn’t easy – everything here is so noisy and we are so busy. But God begs us to be still and know that He is there. Turn off the music, step outside of the chaos and spend some time listening for God’s voice – He’s always talking to us, we aren’t always listening. How do I know God is there and that He loves me – I can’t really explain it, but I know that He is and I’m glad that His unseen hand is leading my life.
He’s leading you too, why not take the time to tune in to His voice.
Birthday celebrations are a special part of the Cinzio household and this year for her fourth birthday – Princess Joybug wanted a butterfly birthday, with butterflies all over the house! Here are some of the things we did, both for her birthday and her party.
Decorations…
I found some butterfly cutouts at a two dollar shop and blue tacked them up around the house.
Here is our table decoration for her birthday breakfast – there were also pink butterflies spread all over the table.
The serviettes and cup represented a flower, with the spoon sticking out as the stamen. To do this, you unfold the serviette and then grab the centre and stick the centre down into the cup, this then makes it look like a flower – then add the cutlery.
We also have a present treasure hunt – it’s sort of a tradition in our house now. I gave Princess Joybug some butterfly wings so that she could fly around the house and find her presents.
I like to make the birthday celebrations last all day, so they get to blow out candles morning noon and night. Here are her birthday blows…
I made her birthday cake on her actual birthday more simple as I was going to have to make another cake for her birthday party. So her cake was little butterfly cakes – you make them by scooping the top off of patty cakes, inserting cream, then cut the scooped out bit in half and then stick the pieces back into the cream, making them look like a butterfly has landed on the cake. You then dust with icing sugar – quite pretty – here is my result…
Now for the party…
Food
We had a loose butterfly theme for our food – with butterfly shaped pasta, butterfly cut out cheese, sausage roll caterpillars, butterfly-shaped carob joy biscuits and melon ball caterpillars.
The cake – a butterfly (of course:))
Games
Cocoon Wrap – This game got the dads involved. The children had to wrap up their dads using toilet paper until they were in a cocoon like a caterpillar changing into a butterfly – this got lots of laughs, but I would recommend using 2 ply toilet paper, as I only used one ply and it tended to break alot when the kids were doing the wrapping.
After lunch the kids watched “Hermie, the common Caterpillar” a DVD by Max Lucado about a caterpillar turning into a butterfly.
Here are a picture of the party hats I made – butterfly for the girls and caterpillar for the boys and the balloons that the kids got to take home with them, along with a goody bag filled with butterfly goodies.
We had a great day – definately worth every second of organisation when I heard these words from Princess Joybugs lips – “I just love birthday parties!!!”
Have a great day!!!
Inspiration has struck again…
Outback adventure, my new venture is beginning to take shape.
Ranger Dan and Mrs Tammy are about to head down under and explore the unique qualities of our little Aussie icons. Funnily enough, we are actually going back to where we all began, as our very first ever Ranger Dan and Mrs Tammy program was all about the Australian Billabong and the animals that visited there – but none of the songs we sang at the time were totally mine – some of them I had tweaked to make them more appropriate for a Christian Kids program - which is why we haven’t taken this program to it’s full potential before – we had no songs to sing! But now, six years later, we are bringing those Aussie critters out of hiding and seeing what lessons we can learn from them and singing about them in our own Cinzio style.
So how do I go about the whole - let’s write a song process…
When you see an interview of a singer/songwriter on TV they are always inevitably asked the question – so how do you write your songs, do you write the lyrics first or the music. Their answer…sometimes the lyrics, sometimes the music, sometimes it just all comes together. Before I started writing songs my response to these statements was - Come on – what kind of an answer is that!!! You just don’t want to let us in on the secret, and of course you wrote the lyrics first, how on earth can you come up with a melody without having any words!!!!
Well…I was wrong 
Inspiration strikes when it likes and how it likes!!
It has no rhyme nor reason, there is no prescription, it doesn’t follow any pattern. It just comes – sometimes in melody, sometimes in lyrics, but mostly simultaneously.
I am always singing – ask my kids – this is not an exaggeration. I sing about everything. Kiraleigh gets in her chair – Kiraleigh is getting in her chair, how oh how will she get up there…I say – we are having eggs for tea – We are having eggs for tea, yummy yummy yummy yum yum meeee. Yes I know what you are thinking – so glad I don’t live there!!!!
But my point is (yes there is a point! ), music and singing are a part of who I am. I naturally think musically – annoying as it may be to those around me – it is how my songs are formed. And I think that it is hereditry as I remember my mum doing the same thing and Special Son and Princess Joy Bug do it too – Little songwriters in the making.
I write most of my songs in the shower (Bet you didn’t see that coming ).
A place for a mother of three little people where I can get some me time and the ideas that have been floating around in my head all start to come together…but I’m getting ahead of myself…
For me, song writing is a process. I get the ideas together – I research all of the facts about the animal that I want to write about – it’s habits, unique qualities, colouring, etc. Then I pray (the most important element of the entire process – always consult the Creator!!) with Special Man to the God who created these animals, and designed the lessons He wanted us to learn about them and ask Him to lead us to the lessons He wants us to bring to the children listening to our music. Special man is particularly talented at drawing out the love lesson!!!
The first song that I have written for this latest Album is about the koala. When I researched the koala, I found that they sleep 20 hours out of ever 24. That is a serious amount of sleep!!!! So then I started thinking – what can we learn from an - I just sleep all of the time animal. To rest of course!!! Children never want to go to bed when it is bedtime – and us adults are always saying hello to the midnight hours, so why not write a song that reminds us that – Rest is Best. And who better to teach it to us than the always asleep koala!!
So with these ideas spinning around in my head – I head for the shower It is here that I usually come up with the first verse and chorus to my songs. Then I hit the keyboard and computer and put the finishing touches to the new masterpiece song 
. This is the process that is usually the most frustrating – as getting the exact chords that I want to make the song sound exactly as it sounds in my head is not always easy – again this is where Special man usually comes into the equation. He has an incredible ear for music and producing beautiful “out of the ordinary” chords on his ukulele. So if I’m stuck – he usually rescues me and finds that pesky little three-noted necessity (he holds the chords to my heart ).
I always enjoy putting little tit bits of my life experiences into my songs. The opening line is – the koala with the sleepy eyes – This came about from a phrase I had read the day before to Princess Joy Bug from the book Wombat Stew - in this story the sleepy-eyed koala comes down out of the gum tree – and I thought that this phrase perfectly painted the picture I wanted to portray of the resting koala.
This koala song also contains the phrase “While he drifts off into La La Land” La la land was a place often referred to in my household as I was growing up to indicate when someone was daydreaming as opposed to listening to the conversation – they were in “La La land” – the land of daydreams. So I amd very happy to have now imortalised this special family saying.
Yesterday inspiration struck again…this time for the song about the Kangaroo – Leap of Faith. I had a tiny little melody idea, which had come to me about a week ago when I sat down at the keyboard for a minute or two while Special man showered the kids.
Yesterday the kids and I were driving in the car and we started singing Leop of faith – Special son and I were playing around with ideas to fit in – then he came up with a great idea – Take a leap of faith, just like the kangaroo and POW!!! we were getting somewhere!!!!…then when Princess Joy Bug woke from her rest (hours later) I asked her if she wanted to take a leap of faith, just like the kangaroo… and the words kept coming…
“Take a leap of faith, just like the kangaroo
And you’ll do things you thought you’d never do!”
So I am waiting in anticipation to take a leap of faith and see how inspirations strikes today…
“Count your blessings name them one by one
Count your blessings see what God has done
Count your many blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done!”
This morning for worship we decided to count our blessings and make a list of ten blessings that we have in our life – we ended up with 18… Here is the list.
1. Special Son was thankful for the blessing of answered prayer.
Last year Special Son wanted to go out driving in his little electric car, but it was raining. So he prayed that the rain would stop – and it did. Just long enough for him to drive to the park and back. We serve an Awesome God who answers our prayers!!!!!
2. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that Jesus loves us even when we do nasty things.
3. Special Son was thankful that God keeps Satan away from us.
4. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that God and Jesus are so powerful that they will kill Satan and can keep him away from us.
5. I was thankful for panadol
Yes mummy is thankful for the big things in life , but my reason for saying this, was in thinking of the devastation that happened in families of bygone eras where medicine for things such as simple colds was not available. So with the sniffly season upon us – Panadol is an answer to a pray – a definite blessing!!
6. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that Jesus loved others.
7. Both Princess Joy Bug and Special Son were thankful that Jesus and God always keep us safe.
8. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that we can talk to God and that when we go to heaven all the creatures and all the people that have died will be alive again.
Amen Sister!!!!!
9. Special Son is thankful that God made Dinosaurs.
10. Princess Joy Bug is thankful that God made grasshoppers.
11. I was thankful for the blessings that the children were being thankful for.
12. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that Jesus was “raised up” after He died.
13. Special Son was thankful for all of the stuff in our house.
14. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that Jesus loves everyone.
15. Special Son was thankful that God made the world for us.
16. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that Jesus is the Creator – he didn’t need any help to make everything.
17. I was thankful for the fact that we had food in the cupboard to have breakfast.
18. Princess Joy Bug was thankful that Jesus put bones in our bodies so that we could stand up.
So there you have it – our Thursday morning blessing list.
I wish you could have been at our table with us this morning and experienced the joy that began to bubble over as each new blessing was shared.
Princess Joy Bug continued to write in her own 3-year-old way, many more blessings as I was preparing breakfast. And I must admit, it did my heart good to remember the little things in life that God has blessed me with.
Do you know that the Bible says God has given each of us more blessings than there is sand on the seashore – that’s a whole lot more than 18.
So I give you the challenge today – why not count your blessings – see what God has done!!!!
Have a great day
My Three Blessings
They say that four-year-olds ask on average 473 questions a day.
Well Princess Joy Bug took that number to new heights, becoming the question machine yesterday. Her line of questioning went as follows…
Mum – what does an octopus eat? crabs…well what does a cow eat? grass…well what does a jellyfish eat and what is inside it’s legs?…
This continued for the entire meal preparation and lunch time, then thankfully it was rest time, but she picked up where she left off, opening her eyes and simultaneously forming questions with her mouth. Mum what does a tiger eat?…
Later in the day we went out as a family in the car and on the way home the “What does it eat?” questions began again. But this time Special son was in on the answering.
Princess Joy Bug – What does a grasshopper eat?
Me – Grass
Princess Joy Bug – What does an ant eat?
Me – all sorts of stuff that falls on the ground
Princess Joy Bug – What does a Christmas beetle eat?
Special son – Cake
Me – Cake?????????
Lots of laughing follows…
Special son – Yes mum – all insects eat cake at Christmas (Hermie has a lot to answer for!!!!!!!)
Not to be deterred…
Princess Joy Bug – What does a caterpillar eat?
Special Son (giggling) – Chocolate pie!!
So there you have it – if you want inventive answers to your questions – don’t ask mum, ask your six-year-old brother!!!
And the next time you see a caterpillar eating a chocolate pie – remember you heard it from me first
Have a great day
Talk about a task bigger than Ben Hur!!!
It all started a couple of weeks ago when Special man phoned this place about the possibility of selling our products on their website and they said – “Sure come in and see us, we’d love to see your brochure!”
Gulp
Okay – we’ll be in ASAP.
Well that was then and this is now and I’m still in the brochure making phase. Wow what a job!!!!!!
It’s not just about what it looks like, but what it says – or so the experts say.
So what exactly do I say – how do I say it so that it says just what I want it to say without saying anything that I don’t need it to say in a way that when it is read by all of those millions of readers out there it says just what they needed it to say in order to buy my stuff.
I have collected a bucket load of brochures – the little old lady at the information centre said to me – are you looking for anything in particular dear. No not really I replied smiling while I took one of every brochure they had in the centre!
Then I did the “what do I like about them” test. It’s amazing how quickly you see what works and what doesn’t – well for me anyway, because the person who was responsible for designing each of those brochures obviously thought they looked pretty good or they wouldn’t have made it that way in the first place, now would they!!! Again the dilemma – is what I think looks good, what will really sell my stuff?????????????
Well every spare moment of thought has been devoted to the compilation of this little piece of paper that will in some ways predict our future. I may look like I am cooking tea, but I am really composing the most amazing blurb describing the show-stopping abilities of Ranger Dan and Mrs Tammy. Until of course the inevitable “MUM!!!!!” brings me back to me senses.
My first attempts have been, let’s just be frank and say it – down right dreadful. But things are looking up. I think that we have gotten three of the pages almost (notice I say almost) to the point where there is the possibility that I could be slightly swayed into thinking that they are maybe okay enough to be reconsidered approximately only two, three or four more times.
But last night there was a breakthrough of magnitudinal proportions.
Special man and I were discussing – you guessed it – the brochure and the what on earth do we put in it question, more specifically the catch phrase – our slogan if you will. The who are we, what do we do question.
This is something I have been wanting to nail down since forever, but have never been able to produce with any success. But last night – by joves I think we did it!
Our ministry teaches children about God through nature. We believe that God has put His stamp of love on every flower, blade of grass and puff of cloud and urges us to go and find Him out in nature. So we link amazing nature facts with lessons about God’s love in an exciting, fun, interesting and musical way. We CONNECT KIDS WITH THEIR CREATOR.
And there it was – staring me in the face.
God Did Creations – Connecting Kids with their Creator.
Who we are and what we do in a nut shell! One down…
Until we chat again – be rest assured that I will be brochuring on…
My mother’s day began in a very special way, with two very excited kids bounding into my room, declaring that it was time for a treasure hunt. One present was placed on my bed and I was informed that I was allowed to open that one in there. This present was from Special Son – it was a ruler that had a LED light in it that lights up the numbers (something that we had bought for his Aunty for her birthday and he remembered that I liked it.)
After opening this present, I was lead to the lounge room and informed by two bouncing up and down children that their present had been hidden all over the house and I was to find them.
**Now just an historical note on the present buying – Special Man had taken both Special Son and Princess Joy Bug to a 2 dollar shop and had let them choose whatever presents they wanted for me – so just what I was going to receive was definately a mystery **
The searching was not difficult at all – as with their super excitement, both Special Son and Princess Joy Bug ran and found each present for me, bringing them to me on the lounge and bounced up and down until I opened them. They had also chosen their own paper – Special Son – Jungle paper with a matching card. Princess Joy Bug – Heavy moving equipment that held presents and a Dora Card.
My eventual list of presents
Special Son – LED ruler, Pearl Beads, Pink colander, peeler, cocoa body lotion.
Princess Joy Bug – Butterfly mobile, flower beads, red hearts, blue friendship beads, basket, citrus body lotion.
Very special gifts from the heart!!
Now to breakfast…
I was banished to my room – where I turned my beads into a braclet and some friendship pins, while the “chefs” got to work.
Not too long passed when I was greeted with and orange juice and three “waiters” dressed like this:
Notice they are holding menus – I was invited to the C5 restaurant for breakfast. Here were the menu items – with choices I might add.
I had sparkling grape juice, croissant served with bree cheese and grilled haloumi cheese, bircher muesli served with greekstyle passionfruit yoghurt and strawberries, followed by mushrooms and grilled tomatoes on toast.
Talk about a breakfast fit for a king!!! And it tasted as good as it sounds. Might I add that the table was also decorated – every detail was covered.
So thankyou my special family, for a very wonderful Mother’s day morning – this mother certainly felt very special and very loved.
