These binoculars were super quick to make and EASY. Even with 4 little hands trying to help tape the rolls together, snip and tie the gift ribbon, I still managed. I did try to get them to help but all Little Mister wanted to do was unravel all the gift ribbon. Little Miss was waaaaaay too obsessed with the sizzors so I quickly made the binoculars and then I let the twins decorate them.
I let them lose with their sticker books (best and worst purchase ever made!) Little Miss loved this part. She spent ages placing her stickers on her toilet roll binoculars. Not so Little Mister. I tried putting one on and he ripped it off in a huff. He wanted his to be au naturel.
Of course, the best part of this whole activity was watching them rush out to the garden to use them. They were looking for birds and grasshoppers, all the while meeping like the Ponitpines from “In the Night Garden”
I swear, the older my twinnies get the longer the list of bedtime excuses. I’m actally missing the I-don’t-want-to-go-tears. Now I have reasonable excuses. “I need water”, “I need milk”, “I need my always-comes-to-bed-with-me stuffed toy”. How can I argue with that???
The newest excuse is “I need to pee pee”. They’re still in nappies for the nighttime sleep so I’m not worried about accidents but how can I ignore when I’ve been rewarding going to the toilet all day? Tonight, the excuse came up again and like a good mama I took Little Mister to the potty. After much fussing about, he did a dribble. Less then a dribble. Barely worth a trip to the loo. Little Miss had to go too cos that’s how twins roll *sigh*
I wonder what excuse is next???
This year I was soooooo not organised for Father’s Day. If it wasn’t for the twin’s music playgroup there would have been no presents. Nada. The Papa Bear was very lucky to receive two only-a-2-year-old-could-have-drawn-that cards, a block of chocolate (again thanks to playgroup) and a hastily brought scratchie. Please tell me I’m not the only one!
To make up for it, we did have two BBQs (One for breakfast and one for dinner) and a trip to Bunnings. Which brings me to me other Father’s day regret. Way too much meat. I had to go vegan today to counter-balance all that bacon, eggs, sausages and marinated chicken I gorged on yesterday.
I pinky-swear I’ll be more organised next year…maybe