Troy just yelled at Jericho (who is being a total pain in the neck, to be quite honest) and then in the ensuing silence Soren sang the COPS theme very softly, “Bad boy, bad boy, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when they come for you?” It was hilarious.
We’re (trying) to have a family movie night and watch Night at the Museum. However between children arguing and randomly poking each other and occasionally blowing raspberries and a dvd player that just randomly stopped working it’s not the most successful thing ever.
The kids are tired though. We went to Troy’s parents’ house last night for dinner, and for Troy to set up his mum’s new laptop, and we didn’t get home til late. Setting up the laptop took a lot longer than I had actually anticipated, and in the end I drove home with the three younger kids while Troy stayed to finish and borrowed a car to drive home later.
Anzac day today, and a pretty cool and rainy day it was. We went down to the march this morning, and the kids marched through the drizzle with Pop.
They all wore matching t-shirts with the cousins. I think it was Adam’s idea, made with plain t-shirts and iron on transfers. On the front it had one patch that said ‘My family’s centenary of service’ and then another one that said ‘Western Front, Palestine, Tobruk, Kokoda, Borneo, Vietnam, Iraq’. On the back it had six names of people in the family’s history that have gone to war, with the strips of ribbons that they were awarded underneath. There are three privates, a corporal, a Warrant Officer first class and a Lieutenant Commander. It’s actually pretty impressive to think about, and cool that it goes right up to the present day, because Adam’s in the navy.
Not to mention my stint in the school cadets, of course. I wore a uniform, it counts. Ha ha ha!
The service after the march was really long. Because it’s the one hundredth anniversary of the Gallipoli landing it was more elaborate than usual and more people spoke and laid wreaths. At least the rain stopped for that, I guess. The RSL put on a morning tea afterwards, so the kids all ate cake and Anzac biscuits before we came home.
Emma and Soren went shopping with Troy in the afternoon. Emma needed new shin guards for hockey (is that child every going to stop growing?!?!?!?) and Soren had to buy a birthday present for Billy E, since he’s going to his birthday party tomorrow. Billy E is his best friend, and it’s really cute to see how happy they are to see each other every morning. Soren picked out the first two Harry Potter dvds – he knows Billy has read them with his mum but he hasn’t seen them so Soren doesn’t think he has them. Anyway, they bought them from BigW so they have the stickers on them so they can return them if they want to.
So yeah, Soren has a birthday party tomorrow, and Nicholai has football. Haven’t worked out who’s going where yet. Meant to be crappy weather though, so maybe I’ll go to football and just sit in the car and read for a couple of hours.
Although I am not feeling all that kindly towards Nicholai at the moment because he has suddenly become a most obnoxious and belligerent teenager and is arguing with us at every turn! Omg, the drama over him being told he has to have a haircut! (He has completely failed to hold up his end of the growing-hair bargain, which was washing and brushing it…not hard) Then today he was bored and just picking at Jericho and complaining and trying to rile the others up and I told him if he didn’t find something to do, I’d find something for him to do. Guess who wound up cleaning the shower? Guess who also screamed and moaned and wailed and gnashed teeth about it? And guess who is the only person who even uses that shower???
We took Luna with us and she behaved beautifully, but she did end up looking a little bedraggled!