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I'm nearly 3.5 years old now :)

Hi Everyone!

I'm a whole year older since we last met here, and my life's (and my brain's) full on! I'm getting a serious handle on how things work, who's related to who and how things are with the world.

When we have the moon, the Queen in England has the sun. When people die they either get put into a box or in a hole as tall as Daddy. But, if they're an animal, a hawk will eat them for breakfast, lunch and pudding. But if a hawk doesn't see them though, 'actually' they'll turn into dirt.

You're not allowed to say 'eh' at the end of your words, you're not allowed lollypops or icecream for breakfast and you're only allowed juice in the weekends. If I eat so much, then 'oh my gosh, look at my tummy - there's a baby in there'! If my Mum doesn't answer me, I stop saying Mum and call out 'Joanna' or 'Aunty Jo'!

If someone leaves their house to go to another one, I wonder who will burn their old house down. If Mummy burns herself again even more than before, that's okay, because I'll just get another Mummy - probably buy one. After our new house is built, when will it burn down again? The fireman run out of water to save our house so the policeman should tell them off (so she thinks...re the latter, says Mum!). You know policemen right? Well, they should take people's keys off them if they drive too fast - like the motorbike man who drive past daycare all the time.

My favourite things in life are my apple skirt and purple jersey (in the picture here), my Hannah Montana preschool bag, baby dolls (they're only allowed to sleep - never get up and play) and my brown top. Also, noodles, honey on cruskets, jelly, strings (shoe lace lolly), new potatoes with lashings of butter, meat and frozen yoghurt.

My job is to look after Jakob, set the table and put the sandpit toys away. And hey - I have my own garden and we've just planted carrots and radishes in the shapes of K for Katelyn and 3 because I'm 3. I'll be 5 soon though - after 4 and then I'll be going to school eh? OOps sorry - that's right, I'm not allowed to say eh! Oh my gosh. Not God. Not oh my God. God loves gosh. By the way, I say grace now too and here's what I like to say: 'Thank you Jesus for our food, thank you for our Nana and our Grandads, Mum and Dad and Jakob and Katelyn and thank you for the sofa and the chairs and...amen!'

Okay, that's me! I'm hanging out for Christmas (and Dad's hanging out for the end of 'Mo-vember'...he's growing a mostache and both he and Mum don't like it! But, he's supporting the game some men are playing right now. He even got into Mum's mascara and made his mo black and made a big one-eye-brow! I think mum's hidden the mascara now). LOL!

See you, next year probably!
Bye! Love Katelyn.
xxx
PS: See Jakob's blog too: http://jakobgibson.blogspot.com/

Hello Again!

It's been 7 months since we last blogged. Mum was waiting til she could get Jakob and I smiling together! But while we waited, we ended up with little to smile about, aside from the fact that we were still a whole family!

Our house burnt down. Since then we've been house sitting, Dad's had to change jobs, and Mum's gone 'logistics mad'...

I'm done with that nappy thing; lipstick's yukky in my fingernails; toothpaste can paint walls; rainbows come out after the rain if there's sun; tomorrow is after a big sleep; a box of custard powder poured into a cup of milk will make concrete custard; saying goodbye to people means they're either 'gone to veer house' or 'gone holiday'; and the 'moon awakes up night time' and 'goes to nuther country when sun wakes up'.

I'm about 4 letters away from getting abc done. I'm pretty much know the songs of Baa Baa Black Sheep, Twinkle Little Star, Row Row Row Your Boat, Insy Spider and The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round... Favourite foods are noodles, yoghurt, almonds, milo, meat, tinned baby corn, egg, special treat marshmellows and (spoonfuls of) honey.

I'm fulltime into 'my babies', putting them to bed, making 'a cuppa tea' and 'go supamark (supermarket). Don't you go reading me a story, I'll read you one...'k'? I must wear a backpack pretty much 80% of the time and if you say goodbye to me, I'll blow you a kiss that you're supposed to catch and put on your cheek, while I'll yell out 'I love you'! Life's great!

Keen for more? If so, there's:
1) My Photo Album
2) Jakob's Blog
3) Jakob's Photos

Enjoy! :)

Baby? Baby?

"Baby? Baby?" There's one in my tummy "Ess? Ess (Yes)?" Just checking the heart beat. I'm in Dad's (home) office and I'm sure that's a stethoscope (earplugs). That's what happened with my Mum anyway. I remember.

Hey, I'm getting the hang of songs now and singing them. Here's what I can sing so far: "Baa Baa wool ess peas ess peas (yes please) three” and “Row, row, rowboat, merry, merry, merry, merry, deem (dream)!” and “Tinkle, tinkle, tar, high, sky, tinkle, tinkle TAR!”

By the way, I've got 'Ank - U' (thank you) sussed now too and I can
do the actions and sign 'I love you'. All's cool!

Too busy to stop!

Here's how it is these days... I run my own creche, cleaning business, food bank, restaurant, aquatics and athletics centre. All MY babies have blankets (from the real McCoy, to towels, face-cloths to dishcloths), buggy rides, feeds and baths. When they're all asleep, I'm then cleaning the cupboards, the walls, the floor and table tops. I am done with thinking every bottle's a drink - Dad's shaving cream just made me gag and cry, and the dishwashing liquid just made me throw up! Soap's no longer 'cake' & my shampoo's no longer 'juice'!

The food bank desperately tries to feed Jakob, my OTHER babies and the chooks, and if I had my way, there'd be 'crackaas' (crackers) in every cupboard, bag, pocket, bucket and glovebox, which in reality Mum's learnt could be crackers, biscuits, muesli bars, minibix and chips. You'd think we lived on them! Ha! Not...

As for the aquatics centre? I live for a positive reaction to the 'chair peas (please)'. One lives in one bathroom now, which can be more than what goes on in the kitchen! I'm into water big time, so long as I have a truck load of containers and a 'gangkit' (blanket/cloth) - tho I'm so done with the tiny corner of a chux I get - it hardly transports any water! The athletics centre? Sprinting, jumping, power walking and throwing are hot on my agenda. Mum reckons I'll make a wicked softballer, tho' struggles with the fact I practice with courgettes or potato at dinner time. And the restaurant? Cooking! I love it! Mum, once ticked...now just amused, knows that the missing bowl, whisk, wooden spoon and measuring cups are unlikely to be in the dishwasher...but in MY restaurant? Yes. Hmm...then there's Dad's wallet...though probably best not to talk about that!

So there you are! Too busy to stop and if I wasn't taking my teddy to bed for a sleep, I'd probably not stop for some shut eye either. Too much to do! For a catch-up on Jakob, see his blog.
Bye!

Baby Jakob!

I have a brother!

Name: Jakob Donovan Gibson.

Born on the 28th January 2008.

4.78kgs (10.6 lbs), at 1.55pm.

He's 5 days old in this picture.

Apparently I 'froze' when I saw him, then burst into excited peels of laughter! According to Mum, I'm smitten... He's sooo cool! He moves! Not like my babies... Jakob hardly cries, but when he does, I seem to hear him before Mum does. She calls me her 'baby monitor'!

The funniest thing about Jakob though (Dad reckons), is that he farts alot! Dad reckons he's like a balloon ready to take off! Mum, (who'd usually be embarrassed by this) doesn't care a bit! She doesn't need to burp him - it's just his way of getting rid of wind. Apparently some babies are just like that...

I'm not precious about the time Mum and Dad take out for Jakob and having learnt how to be 'gentle', I get heaps of holds! When he gets up in the morning, I've learnt to sit on the comfy chair near his basinet, with a pillow across my knees - and I get to hold him, kiss him, pat him, stroke him, wingle his fingers and name all his body parts (well, almost all!). All up, he's sooo cool! For more about him, check out HIS BLOG! Click here...

Another Milestone!

I'm sooo getting more of my way now. Having learnt the word 'please', I'm getting all sorts of action! A chocolate santa for breakfast (once), lots of 'pick-up' time, candy canes off the Christmas tree and so on.

Stringing two words together now is my latest 'thing'/milestone. 'Yes Please' seems to be the biggest hit, 'Up Please' works a treat and I'm cool with 'One More' too. 'Bye-bye Dada' gets me a huge smile and yet why 'Peas Please' gets a giggle, I don't know!

Christmas is over now and the one we had at home was apparently 'very casual, very quiet and cruisie'. I love my presents - though opening them got spun out over 3 days! Cool though, I've given them all heaps of time - except the new pool...no sun! Thanks so much to everyone who introduced me to the world of presents. I got the hang of it VERY quickly! Mum says sorry to everyone for the absence of Christmas cards this year...they ended up in the too-hard/ran-out-time basket. We'll make up for it next Christmas...with luck!

Okay - that's it for now.
See you next year!
From the 19 month old...

PS: to see my updated online photo album: CLICK HERE