It's life Jim, but not as we know it...

...at least not as we used to know it. Speedy Gon-yardley-z has picked up her pace and is now into everything. Who would have thought that wine racks, ironing boards and Daddy's shoes would hold so much interest?! Our tiny little appartment with my cunning under furniture storage tricks is now a place of much intrigue with too few high shelves.

Now, making dinner, showering or getting dressed are trickier as there is a little person who can't wait to see what lies beneath the nearest chair/bed/fridge (she did manage to unearth one of her favourite spoons which had gone missing the day before, so has her uses). She still loves the newspaper and although she is stubbornly refusing to follow me in the canine manner suggested by Vanessa in her comment on our last post, the rustling did get her to demonstrate her (lack of) speed for the camera...



Other scenes from this week depart still further from our usual daily life - almost a case of Alice through the Looking Glass. I am going out three times, which is very exciting, and Stu is going out only once. As a practice run for the evening where we will both be out living it up (me)/ making polite conversation at their boss's wedding (Stu), the babysitter came to look after Alice for a few hours yesterday afternoon. Safe in the knowledge that they "needed" to bond and that Alice "should" learn how to take her food from someone else, (Pater can't be doing with the mess and hides under the bed during mealtimes - no doubt this is what Alice is looking for when she gets everything out from there) I swanned off for a few hours and had a haircut and a pedicure, bought a case of wine and queued in the post office without a running, sung commentary from a small person whose stroller takes up most of the floor space.

All went well - when I got back she had "annihilated" an avocado sandwich and was tucking into a yoghurt with her usual gusto. I wonder whether they should practice spending time together again so that I can have a spray tan and a manicure...?!

And finally, Clovelly, one of the sleepiest Eastern suburbs was last night the target of the ATM gang who are blowing up cashpoints. I'd like to say that it was very exciting, but I think that 2.45am was about the time that we all went back to sleep after Alice had kept us up for a couple of hours for no good reason at all. Alice and I popped up the road to see the scene of the crime this afternoon, all that we could see were a few rubberneckers creating traffic chaos as the poor little Bendigo Bank got boarded up. Alice was hoping to see a couple of police dogs, but was sadly disappointed.

Must go - it's very quiet and from my limited vantage point I can only see two little feet...