Some disappointments.

1. On Sunday, Marcus and Ollie rescued a white dove from a cat attack. It literally hopped, fell into Marcus' arms while Olli scared the cat away. It had lost a leg, a heap of feathers and had two pretty deep puncture wounds on it's chest.  We were already late for church so put it in a fish bin on a towel and left it in our garden shed to recover.  When we got back, we feed and watered it, the kids held it and stroked it while it snuggled into them (it really was so tame). However on Monday morning when we checked on it, it had died during the night. Marcus had told Oliver that it had gone to be with Jesus so when Oliver saw it in the box he said "No it hasn't Dad, it's right there." So then I said, "yes it's body is here Oliver but it has died." to which he then said "hurry up body, Jesus is waiting for you, go!" Even in something as somber as death that boy can make me giggle.

2. Our neighbours massive feijoa tree that hung over our fence, the one that almost made me wee my pants with glee when I realised what it was, produced the sum total of one feijoa. There is absolutely no point to a fruit tree that doesn't produce fruit. (Yes there is a sermon in there). Our neighbours must have thought so too because in the weekend they chopped it down. Actually they chopped a lot of their trees down so despite the disappointment of not having free feijoas after all, at least my washing line isn't in the shade anymore.

3. My skin has been really bad since moving to our new house. I am blaming the hard water that Havelock North seems to have. Very high in lime I am told. In desperation I was talked into a new skin care regime by a very caring and concerned beautician. It cost a lot. I'm talking a weeks worth of groceries a lot with the promise of beautiful skin. It has been 3 weeks and I haven't noticed the slightest bit of difference. (There is a sermon in that one too.)

4. Nathan won't eat his dinner in the bath anymore. This was something I started because he didn't eat his dinner due to being so distracted by his siblings. I would plonk him in the bath and feed him spoonfuls of his mixed veggies while he played in the water. He would eat it all up without even realising it and I loved it because there was no clean up required. He won't do it anymore, sits with his back to me and his lips clenched. Think it might be time he joined us at the table and I'm not ready for that yet.