COMMUNITY SPIRIT

I love my street.

When I Nick and I moved out here we happened to luck upon a great little pocket of suburbia. We discovered that we knew the guy who lived two doors down from us who is a lawyer and does the same kind of work as us. Across the road are two police officers who are also in the sameish area. Both of these couples happened to have babies within weeks of Ollie being born so I’ve got this built in posse in the hood.

I hook up with these mums each week or so, along with other mums in the street/suburb. But along with these organised occasions we have the lovely spontaneous chats in the street which might evolve into dropping in for a coffee etc. It is so nice to have people so proximate that I can just chitty chat to on those (far too frequent) occasions when I am suffering from a serious case of cabin fever and just need to talk to someone, anyone.

This afternoon was our neighbourhood Christmas party – for just a small pocket of our street. The woeful weather rained on our original parade but didn’t stand in the way of a party in someone’s garage. The kids had a great time playing in the playroom and racing leaves down the drains while the adults sat around.

I took along some delicious mince pies that I made last night as well as some Christmas themed playdough (green with glitter through it). The playdough was a hit however it met with tears from one of the little guests shortly after when it became apparent that it was a little stickier than the playdough she was used to.

Olliebear is a bit of a sook this week as it seems that he might be getting another ten or so teeth all coming through at once. But he is still a good sport and has stayed in pretty good spirits. His new trick this week is standing up on his own without holding on. It evolved from standing up on holding on to something (usually the couch), to standing up with his hands free but leaning his big belly to support himself, to 5-10 seconds of totally unassisted standing. This is very exciting but also very dangerous. So far we have already had a few incidents where he has fallen straight back onto his head, but luckily it is already a bit flat back there!!

Only 5 more sleeps until Santa makes his first visit to Ollie.

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