The Great Waterfight of 2011

This morning after it raining for almost 2 days, we got up to sunn and a very warm day. We went out to breakfast and after deciding that we could have done better at home and that in future we just will, we went to the shops. On a spur of the moment decision we went to Toys-R-Us and obtained some water guns. A small one for Charli and myself, a bigger one for PJ and the biggest one for Dad. We then went to Good Guys and got me a brand new, super awesome food processor (totally fantastic).

We made our way home and the girls ran upstairs to get themselves changed into their swimmers and open their new water guns. Then followed a process of spray everyone, refill, run away screaming, squirt everyone some more, refill, repeat. By the end of it, everyone was dripping wet, the Boy had water dripping off his glasses, water all over the back yard. Hilarious.

The best part was Charli, she would walk up to you squirt and as soon as you started to squirt her back she would run away screaming - "dont squirt me, I don't want to be wet, don't get it on my face....." I think she missed the point of a water fight. Oh well, it turned out fun and everyone had a ball.

Must do that again some time.

Suicidal Cats

This starts out a bit sad so just bear with me, Our next door neighbour found a dead cat on their driveway last week. They door knocked the neighbourhood and failed to find the owners. I was chatting to her on Monday and she was unsure what to do with it and we finally decided that she should put it in the bin. We were both sad about the fact that they were unable to find the owner so that they could let them know what had happened, but there was not really anything more that could be done.

On the way to school this morning I was chatting to the boy about them not being able to find the owner and being sad that they wouldn't know what happened to their cat. From the backseat Paige piped up: Maybe the cat jumped out of the window of a car that was driving by. The boys response: Yeah, cos that's what cats do.

Everytime we have spoken today, the conversation starts with "watch out for suicidal cats".....

Hilarous, or maybe we just have a dark sense of humour?