Stuff on my head Part 7

It's funny the phases that kids go through. For the longest time, Oldest absolutely adored the movie Cars. He wanted to BE Lightning McQueen when he grows up. He knew all the cars names from the movie, he pretended to be a racing car. He even said Lightning McQueen was his best friend. And while some of this awe still lingers, and Oldest' favourite colour is still racing car red, he doesn't have the same enthusiasm for it.

Then came the Thomas the Tank Engine phase. I'm not saying this one has finished, but there seems to be a greater overlap period. He loves Thomas. He loves everything to do with trains. He loves the books, he loves the TV programme. He still tells the story of when we went to SEE Thomas the Tank Engine and how The Fat Controller tipped his hat at him. We took Oldest to see Hero of the Rails at the cinema and Oldest loves talking about it. He knows all about coupling rods and funnels and how a train works. I love that he's inspired to learn by some of his favourite characters.

Now, we're in our Bob the Builder phase. It was one that N and I were trying to resist. That Bob the Builder song is utterly annoying. But Oldest has won out. He's convinced his Nana to buy him the different vehicles from Bob the Builder. He asks for Bob books from the library. There's a show at Legoland about Bob the Builder. Even Littlest gets in on this one. He calls it 'Bob-ob' Oldest and Littlest have matching Bob jumpers. So, we have Lofty. On my head.

I wonder what will be next. Please god, don't let it be the Power Rangers. (I'm not sure how I'd able to balance a Power Ranger on my head.)

Stuff on my head Part 6

Why not, right? Big thank you to Oldest who is the photographer for this series of posts! Since we started all of this, he rushes around the room trying to think of other things to put on my head. If I was able, I tried. Most though were a little extreme:

Him: Mommy, mommy! How about the TV? On your head? And I'll take the photo.
Me: I don't think so, child.
Him: How about the sofa? Or the exercise bike? The footstool! Mommy, the footstool!

Still, it's been fun. A family effort!

Stuff on my head Part 5

Stuff on my head Part 4

Oh I'm having so much fun with this stuff on my head. I even went up to the loft to pull out all of my silly hats that I've collected over the years. Those are still to come!

It's got me thinking of all the other fun things that grown-ups stop doing when they get older. This is a partial list. Feel free to add anything to it. These things just remind me of having fun as a child and I'm on a mission to incorporate a lot of these activities into my daily life.

Flying a kite
Finger painting
Swinging
Twirling until you're dizzy
Jumping on the bed
Water balloon fights
Making (and eating) Rice Krispie treats
Picking blackberries
Making paper chains
Watching Saturday morning cartoons
Running through the sprinkler
Popsicles
Going camping and making s'mores and swimming in the lake
Spend an entire day reading in bed
Family game nights with board/card games
Explore

There are others, but they're more specific to my childhood. My brother and I would wash cars for neighbours to make money or collect cans and return them to grocery stores for the deposit, our family would go on long walks in the country with the dog, we'd go on long road trips and sing along to the radio, I used to write stories.

What reminds you fun in your childhood?

Stuff on my head Part 3

How in awe of me are you right now? A helicopter. On my head. I am so cool. I'm not sure if I've ever flown in a helicopter. I think we were going to once. When we were in Hawaii and wanted to take a helicopter tour around the volcano, but we didn't. N and I were there with my dad, and he has issues with flying anyway. Due to the fact that he was shot down in a helicopter three times during Vietnam. I can imagine that giving anyone flight issues, don't you? Still, it's something I'd like to do sometime. Also? Ride a motorcycle. Just FYI.

Stuff on my head Part 2

This is the donkey that started my collection. N and I were walking around at the mall in Eugene during one of his visits. We wandered into the Disney store, and I saw this beautiful Eeyore dressed up as a butterfly. Nothing I love more than donkeys and butterflies. I wanted to buy it right there and then. N convinced me not to. I don't remember how. Then he said he needed to use the bathroom, and I waited for him on a bench nearby. I kept looking in the direction of the toilets, but when he did show up it was from a different direction. I figured he'd gotten lost and didn't think anything else of it. Later, on the bus, he pulled out the butterfly Eeyore and gave it to me as a surprise.

Stuff On My Head Part 1

The first in my new feauture, I bring you ...the book I'm currently reading, A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry. About 60 or so pages into it, very good so far. Sorry for the poor quality of the photo, I was kind of pressuring Oldest to take the photo quickly, as the book kept slipping. There is no way I would have passed finishing school. I have no grace and zero balance.

Summary from Amazon: In 1975, in an unidentified Indian city, Mrs Dina Dalal, a financially pressed Parsi widow in her early 40s sets up a sweatshop of sorts in her ramshackle apartment. Determined to remain financially independent and to avoid a second marriage, she takes in a boarder and two Hindu tailors to sew dresses for an export company. As the four share their stories, then meals, then living space, human kinship prevails and the four become a kind of family, despite the lines of caste, class and religion. When tragedy strikes, their cherished, newfound stability is threatened, and each character must face a difficult choice in trying to salvage their relationships.

What's your favourite thing to put on your head? What would you like to see put on mine?