Showing posts with label my sisters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my sisters. Show all posts
Monday, September 2, 2013
Feasting on Father's Day
Yesterday it was Father's Day.
We all hopped out of bed, ate breakfast and got ready to go to Mass like we do every Sunday. But on the way back home from Mass we did something we don't normally do.
Dad parked the van outside the supermarket and then he and Mum walked into the shop to buy something special for lunch. They came back a few minutes later. Dad started the van and we drove home.
"Everybody out," Dad bellowed from the front of the van. We all piled out of the van, trotted down the driveway and into the house. Imogen started to unpack the lunch and I smiled as I saw a container of potato salad, a packet of cheese, a bag of rolls, followed by some peppercorn ham and pesto ham. We all tucked into a good lunch.
"Gemma-Rose, go to my bedroom. In my cupboard are some presents," Mum whispered to me after lunch. I dashed off to Mum's bedroom and soon came back out with a big bag of presents.
I chose a present from the bag and walked over to Dad. "Happy Father's Day," I said giving him a kind of square and squidgy parcel, and a big kiss.
Dad opened the present and a smile crept onto his face. "A pair of shorts. Thank you."
Sophie gave him the next present. "Socks! Groovy socks," cried Dad in delight.
"Here you go, Dad," said Charlotte, handing him another present.
"Ooh...arr...Um I can't get into this one," Dad admitted as everybody watched him struggling to get it open.
"Maybe I put just a little too much sticky tape on that," pondered Charlotte.
"Nuts! Yummy hot spicy nuts," exclaimed Dad when he finally got the present open.
"Another pair of shorts! Thank you Imogen," said Dad, taking the paper off another present.
One by one the presents got opened and oohs and arrs kept going round the room.
Mum handed Dad the keys to the car. "Go look in the boot of my car," she said with a mischievous grin.
Dad, Imogen and I headed out to the car. Dad opened the boot and inside was a huge cardboard box. He looked at the side of the box. "Ocean," he read,"You're giving me an ocean?"
"No, no," said Imogen as we plodded back into the house.
"Is it supposed to make all those click clacking sounds?" Dad asked.
"Yes," Mum reassured him.
Dad pulled out of the box lots of black pieces of plastic, then some black square plastic frames and four white plastic boxes.
"It all looks like giant Lego," said Charlotte.
"Does it have any instructions?" Mum asked.
"No. There's only lots of plastic," said Dad.
"I think this part goes here and this one here," Imogen said, helping Dad put up a rather tall tower.
"What is it?" Dad asked.
"Not telling," said Mum.
"Done," said Dad, standing back to view the masterpiece. "It's a cabinet with four drawers, isn't it?"
"Yes. It's for all your stuff that's lying on the table in the other room," said Mum.
After a relaxing afternoon we had dinner and ice cream. We did the dishes and then settled down to watch Oliver Twist. When we had finished that, Mum said, "Callum sent me a text message telling everybody not go to bed."
"Not go to bed?" I asked.
"Yes. We've all got to stay up till he gets home from work."
"Imogen, while we were at the supermarket I bought some crumpets. Do you want to cook some?" Dad asked.
Imogen walked into the kitchen and soon we could hear the kettle boiling and the toaster being placed on the kitchen bench.
We ate crumpets and talked until we heard the front door open and Callum walked into the family-room.
"Good. You are all still up," he said and with that, he walked into the kitchen.
Callum came back a few minutes later with a platter of salmon, olives, a orange dip, cheese and crackers. Everybody scrambled to the table and started filling plates high with cheese and crackers.
"I am full," said Dad as he polished off the last of his crackers.
"So am I," said Mum.
"But it was good," I said, getting up from the sofa.
"We better be getting to bed," said Sophie.
I toddled out of the room.
"Good night," said Mum as she bent down to give me a cuddle.
"See you in the morning ," I said drowsily.
Mum closed the door softly and padded off down the hall.
Everybody enjoyed Father's Day and the feast that came with it. But I was glad it was all over and I could go to sleep.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
My Mermaid
"Mum, I think the parcel man is at the front door," Sophie cried.
"It is probably a parcel for Callum," Mum said, getting up and heading towards the door. In a few minutes she was back with a package in her hand.
I rushed over to Mum. "Who is it for?" I asked eagerly.
"It is the sewing book I ordered for you and the other girls," beamed Mum.
"Can I open it?" I asked impatiently.
"If you want to," Mum smiled.
I tore off the wrappings and inside was a sewing book called Fleecie Dolls. I started flicking through the book.

"That mermaid is so pretty," Imogen exclaimed.
"Look at her tail," sighed Mum. "It's covered in pretty sequins."
I found a needle, some thread and a piece of fleece and set to work making that pretty mermaid. I really enjoyed sewing the doll and soon the body and tail were finished.
"Mum, you marked the white fleece with a dark pen to show me where to sew the dart..." I started to say.
"Yes, what is wrong? Did the pen show through the fabric?" Mum asked. I nodded. "You had better give your doll a bath to get rid of the pen marks."
I grinned. I was about to give a mermaid a bath. Soon I was scrubbing the doll with a bar of soap. "Imogen, look! I am giving my doll a bath," I squealed.
A few days later I was ready to start putting sequins on my mermaid's tail. Mum showed me how to sew the sequins on and I was soon sewing them on all by myself. But then disaster! "Mum, I have lost the needle."
"What do you mean?" Mum asked getting up.
"When I was sewing my sequin on I lost the needle inside the mermaid," I spluttered, close to tears. Mum and Imogen searched the mermaid and the seat, and even Jenny the cat who a few minutes ago had been perched on my lap.
"I can't find it," announced Imogen.
"You can use my needle to finish sewing the sequins on," Charlotte offered.
"You will all have to watch your feet," Mum warned, "in case the missing needle is still on the floor."
"Mum, I am ready to sew my mermaid's hair on," I grinned. Mum handed me some wool and some orange fleece.
"Do you want me to help you with the hair?" Mum asked.
"Yes please," I thanked. Sewing the hair on was not as easy as I had anticipated and our fingers got frequently pricked.
On Sunday Charlotte drew the face on the doll with a fading pen so I knew where to sew it with a needle and some thread. After lunch I headed to the table all ready to sew the face on. "Mum, the face has faded and now I can't see it," I wailed.
"It has faded all ready?" Mum asked in surprise.
Charlotte patiently drew the face back on and I started to sew the eyes. After one eye I was already having trouble seeing the face. After both eyes I could not see the mouth at all. The pen marks were fading again. "Charlotte, can you please draw the mouth on one last time?" I asked. Finally the mouth was done and the only thing left to do was the bikini top.
Mum carefully measured out some ribbon to make a top, and then tried to fit it round my mermaid's waist. "She is too fat," Mum declared. "We will need to cut a bigger piece of ribbon."
"Mum, I have finished sewing the top," I announced happily. "Could I please have a button to sew on the ribbon?"
Mum opened up her button box and found a button that looked like a pearl. "Will this do?" she asked.
"Oh yes," I breathed. I sewed the button on. I'd finished the doll.
For the rest of the evening I went around showing everybody my wonderful doll. I love my mermaid.
Next I am going to make this doll called Florence.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Zumba Girls
Mum decided to learn Zumba so naturally all us girls decided to learn it too.
Charlotte and Imogen move the table to the side of the room. Mum puts the disk into the DVD player. "This is going to be fun," Mum encourages. I pull a big silly smile. A lady appears on the screen and starts shouting at us.
"Get your heart rate up there. The higher you get it, the more calories you burn. Come on, wiggle those hips. Walk like a crab," she shouts.
I take three steps to the right and then three steps to the left and end up on Charlotte's toes. I pant away. I never thought Zumba would be this hard.A few sore toes later we stop.
"I think that's plenty of Zumba for one day," smiles Mum.
"You have learnt Zumba, but before you start partying, I would like to introduce you to the creator of Zumba," shouts the lady.
"It is beyond me how the ladies get their hips all the way round like that," pants Charlotte.
I can move my hips but I keep stepping on Charlotte's toes.
We keep going back and doing this strange sport. Why? I have no idea. We have no coordination.
Finally it gets warm enough to run outside and we give up Zumba. Zumba is fun but we prefer running.
Monday, April 29, 2013
X kisses, O hugs and letters
To Dear Grandmother Charlotta,
I am writing to tell you about our holiday. The beach house is lovely.
I am sharing a double bed with Susanna. It is very high and I have to take a run up and leap to get on it.
I have two lamps on my bedside table. One of the lamps has a switch. The other one gets lighter the more you touch it. Susanna has one lamp on her bedside table.
My bedside table has a cupboard attached to it. Susanna has a a wardrobe on the other end of the room. We both share a desk and chair.
Susanna and I did some colouring in.
Mum decided that we should go for a walk down to the beach. The beach was huge with lots of sand.
When we got back we had dinner.
I love you so very much.
From a very loving granddaughter, Mary-Rose.
XXXXOOO
Dear Mary-Rose,
I like the sound of your bedroom. Can you climb on the bed properly yet?
Have you been in the water? I hope you bring lots of shells home.
Are you enjoying yourself?
I am missing you.
I hope the weather stays good.
Does your house have a garden?
I did some cooking today and made huge biscuits. (It is a new secret recipe.) They are very chocolaty.
Lots of love from Grandmother.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
Dear Grandmother Charlotta,
Yes, the house does have a garden. It is all mulch. Mum loves it. There are metal fishes hanging in the trees.
The biscuits sound yummy.
Yes, we did go in the water. Today we went down to the lake again and then to the park. It was fun.
We went home for morning tea and had hot chocolate with marshmallows and ate biscuits. We played some card games while we ate the biscuits (the biscuits that we ate I doubt are half as good as your biscuits.) Irene was on my team.
Dad helped us lower the seats on our bikes. Mum announced it was time for a bike ride. Mum, Susanna, Caroline and Irene sped along. Dad stayed behind and helped me. I am not very good at riding a bike and I kept riding into the gutter. I fell off the bike.
Mum took me to the beach and I made a huge sandcastle.
Love from Mary-Rose
XXXOOO
Dear Mary-Rose,
Our cat Scratchy has had three kittens. We called one Rosie after you. The other two are boys and they are always fighting. Their names are Trouble and Hero.
Trouble is very fluffy. He is light brown with a slightly darker face. Hero is sleeker than Trouble and is mostly dark with light brown socks.
Rosie likes to sit on people. She has a darker brown tip of her tail and dark ears and socks.
I hope you are enjoying yourself,
Love from Grandmother
Dear Grandmother Charlotta,
Today Dad decided that we should have a look at the canoe that lives in the shed of the holiday house. Dad and Irene dragged the canoe all the way to the beach on its wheels. Caroline and Dad were the first people in the canoe. Dad is teaching her to row. When Irene came back from her rowing lesson she had a big smile on her face.
After Irene had finished her lesson Dad said he and Caroline could take a passenger along. I got to be the passenger. I had to put on a bright yellow life jacket.
Caroline and Dad are good rowers. It was very peaceful in the canoe. Suddenly we felt ourselves rock back and forth in the canoe. One second we were in the canoe and the next we plunged into the cold water. Dad got us out of the water and back into the canoe, and Irene and Susanna pulled us to shore. Irene swam out and found the paddle.
love from Mary-Rose
XXXOOO
To my dear granddaughter,
It sounds like you are having a very exciting time.
Grandfather and I are wondering if you want Trouble. Trouble and Hero don't get on well at all. They are always fighting.
Rosie and Trouble are trying to eat King the budgie.
Today I planted a rose bush in the garden. It is going to have pink roses.
Grandfather and I hope you are coming home soon.
Love from Grandmother
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
Dear Grandmother,
We are coming home tomorrow.
I asked Mum and Dad about having Trouble and after a lot of persuading, they agreed.
I love the sound of the rose bush.
Today we went to a flea market and I bought five dolls. Caroline bought a bracelet. We went to a shop where Susanna bought a little toy dog. Irene went back to the flea market and bought a bracelet like Caroline's.
I can't wait to be home.
Love from Mary-Rose
XXXOOOO
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Numbers
I was born in 2004.
I have 0 brains.
I am 9 years old.
I have 2 hands.
I have 8 fingers.
I have 2 thumbs.
I have 2 big feet.
I have 1 nose.
I have 3 brothers.
I have 4 sisters.
I have 1 Mum.
I have 1 Dad.
I have 23 teeth because I lost one.
(Just Joking about having 0 brains. Of course I have heaps of brains)
Thursday, April 28, 2011
My Dress
My dress is very old. 17 years old. My big sister Felicity had it first. It was a very special dress. When she grew out of it, it was put away for Imogen to grow into.

Imogen really liked the dress. It was one of her favourite dresses. She liked to wear it to mass in the summer. She only wore it for mass and very special days.

Then it was passed down to Charlotte. She liked it a lot too. Her favourite part of the dress was the big white lacy collar.
When Charlotte grew out the dress Sophie got it. She wore it for Christmas. It looked as good as the day it was bought.
Then Sophie grew out of it and I got it. It is my favourite dress because it is so pretty. It might have faded a little bit, but I love it. It is the only dress
to have been worn by all five of us sisters.

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