The kids from local schools were out for the afternoon and I mingled with grannies and kids in their school uniforms (even public schools have uniforms) climbing and feeding the birds. Wren was overwhelmed with excitement about ducks and pigeon feeding. So much so that he tried to catch the birds. When our bread ran out he tried to catch the corellas - a gallah-like bird that looks a bit like a cockatoo from a distance.
Wren was very happy to have me to himself. He said "No Frost, no granny, just Wren and Mummy." When he saw this little bouncy car (one of two) he said "which one shall I ride? This one? This one?" I suggest he ride the yellow one so he road the red one. He said, "I do it myself. I pretend driving this car."
Earlier he had been pretending to drive a ship. He very much enjoys steering wheels.
This morning at breakfast, Granny surprised us in a conversation to Josh by shouting "a kangaroo is crossing the lawn!"
This was particularly surprising since there are no kangaroo in the Adelaide hills.
What Mum meantto say was that it was a koala bounding across the lawn heading for its favorite tree. Within minutes the kids were outside looking for it but it had 'disappeared'. After changing from his jammies Frost went to hunt the koala and found it hiding in a cluster of leaves in the usual tree. Its pale fur of its bottom is so similar in color to the gum bark that it is hard to spot if you don't know its there.
Frost has not left the property today. He is obsessively reading although he refuses to write much and has to be nagged to keep his journal. He is reading Mistmantle 3, Secret Seven stories my Mum and I used to read, Dumb Bunnies picture books, books on puppy training and the owl series - G'hool (now book 2).
This morning I had a talk with him because Mum was upset that he had refused to listen to her explaining to him about the map of Australia. She was trying to show him the states, explain wher were had flown by plane and where we were going on our road trip this week. Frost started to walk backwards out of the room while she was talking.
He explained that he didn't mean to be rude but he doesn't like people giving him too much information like that. He likes to sit and look at the map and have QUESTIONS and have a CONVERSATION and look for CLUES and think about it HIMSELF. So, we returned to the map and he noticed the box showing scale and legend and we had some conversations about how long the railroads are, how to see State borders and where people lived. Now that he could be the expert and repeat what Granny had said he quite enjoyed it. Argh. These non-passive learning styles can drive a parent crazy.