Look into these eyes....

and you not only see a slightly demented looking just turned 13 year old boy but you see the THIRD place getter in the Australian Mototrials 2008 Junior 7 to 12 division!

He is very happy although, of course, wanted to do better.

Stan didn't do well in his class and said that the 'sections' were difficult.

These two tired boys of mine did not arrive home until around 1am on Sunday morning. Like a good mum and wife, I waited up for them and helped with the unpacking of the car and trailer. Riding for two days and driving home from Bendigo - that is a BIG weekend for both of them!

I was kind and let Zachary have the Monday off school - he loved that! Stan had the day off from work as well...

(Remember to click on the photos to see the pictures better....)

My NEW favourite song....gosh I love it...

and can't get enough of it....check it out - it is called 'If I Were A Boy' and Beyonce sings it...

BEYONCE - “IF I WERE A BOY” LYRICS

If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I’d roll outta bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted then go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I’d kick it with who I wanted
And I’d never get confronted for it.
Cause they’d stick up for me.

[Chorus]
If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man.
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he’s taken you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I could turn off my phone
Tell everyone it’s broken
So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone
I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go
Cause I know that she’d be faithful
Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)

(Chorus)

It’s a little too late for you to come back
Say its just a mistake
Think I’d forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

(Chorus)

But you’re just a boy
You don’t understand
Yeah you don’t understand
How it feels to love a girl someday
You wish you were a better man
You don’t listen to her
You don’t care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you’ve taken her for granted
And everything you have got destroyed
But you’re just a boy

Another Teenager in my house!!!

Well, officially, Zachary is now 13! I am not sure how I feel about the idea of now having two teens in the home. Actually, yes I am - I feel overwhelmed. Where have all of those years gone? It is a bit sad really....for me...not for him....he LOVES it!

We had to celebrate a day early as Zachary and Stan left early this morning (6am) to go and compete in the Australian Mototrials Championship 2008. It was sad to just see him for 30 or so minutes on his actual birthday. They will be back late tomorrow night. And WHAT A BONUS if they do well! Here's hoping...

Here are some photos from his birthday dinner - was just the 5 of us plus Joycey from down the road. Please click on the photos for a clearer and more detailed picture...


Goes to show that if it is your birthday that you need to wear the Birthday Hat (as always supplied by Joycey) even if you HAVE to work on your motorbike!


Joycey also gave him this 'Hop In Blankie'. He LOVES it. He has had one from her before but it was on its last legs. There's nothing more that this active child of mine loves to do at the end of the day than getting into his blankie and wrapping himself up in it. He has always been a 'wrapper'! Cosy and warm and safe. This one, is a DOUBLE size and we teased him about there being enough room in there for a girl...he was mortified! Ba Ha Ha




Samuel gave him a Magazine and DVD from TOP GEAR which is Zachary's very favourite TV show. Zachary was thrilled.

Amongst other things (like another Top Gear DVD and some really cool CULT Boardshorts), Stan and I gave him this Jitsie Trials Riding Gear that he loves! The top is a bit big though but he doesn't seem to mind going by the poses he was doing!


Bronte gave him a Jigsaw puzzle, a glue pen, some craft paper and his favourite chocolate - white. This time in the form of a rather large Toblerone (yum!) He loved his presents so much he even let her give him a kiss and a cuddle!!

This was just after the kiss part!! Look at his face!

Here he is, opening up one of his many gifts with our good friend Joycey looking on.

I meant to tell you all the the first photo in this post is a Pavlova. Bronte and Samuel made it for him. Topped with whipped cream and grated Peppermint Aero bar - he thought it was fab!

Coming and going...

these holidays, I have just basically been a taxi service...

'Mum, can I go to Luca's please?'
'Can you take me?'
'Can Rose come over and can you pick her up?'
'Can we go Ice Skating?'
'Can you drive us?'

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes and yes.

Bloody hell. When I was a kid (insert eye-rolling here) we were NEVER picked up and dropped off like this. We RODE OUR BLOODY BIKES EVERYWHERE! Or walked. They were the two choices you had - no, hang on there were three choices - Ride, Walk or not go.

Is it the times we live in? Do we mollycoddle these kids too much?

Samuel rode to his friends house this morning (yay) and called me at 5.30pm asking me to pick him up. Sure I say.
Stan says 'Where are you going?'
'To pick Samuel up.'
'Why? He rode didn't he?'
'Yes, but its raining.'
'So??'
'He'll get wet.'
'So??'
'He might get cold.'
'So??'
'Is that ALL you can say?'
'No.'

And so I went and picked him up. He was grateful. I know - he said 'thanks so much Mum' about six times.

Stan and Zachary are off to the Victorian Mototrials Championship in the morning. They are both very excited. I hope they do well. And bring home a trophy or two. I hope that the trophies are not BEER Glasses this time. Zachary is 12 and nearly has a dozen BEER Glasses. Boring!! Give the kids a trophy with a MOTORBIKE on it! Now that would be COOL.

Bronte is having a sleepover at her friends house. It is always loverrrrly and quiet when she is away. Should I feel bad saying that out loud?

Oh and I guess I should tell you that Zachary arrived home safe and sound from the MotoTrial camp.

He really enjoyed the riding,
the challenges,
being mentored by two of Australia's best riders,
falling off his bike,
breaking his handlebars,
getting dirty,
staying dirty,
eating toasted marshmallows.

Zachary...



Bronte...



Samuel...



Stan...



Check out this great site where you can put your face on a poster, magazine etc (like the four photos above)