Right. I have a blog. Why didn’t someone remind me?

(note to self: thank Carolyn for reminding me)

So today’s that unniversary again. It’s amazing to think what has passed in the last 12 months; how much life has changed.

(note to self: thank Carolyn again)

I missed the five year anniversary of this blog too. Five years of blogging. Or not blogging. Or wanting to be blogging, but being too busy doing my taxes. Or wanting to be too busy doing my taxes to be blogging, but really just spending far too much time in Second Life.

(note to self: try to be less confusing)

As life flows on by, I’m beginning to see that the little things that happen — the bumps and the scrapes to the metaphysical knees — are just that. You fall over, you pick yourself up, dust off those knees, and you move on. Life’s little celebrations are much the same. It’s just the ups and downs of the playground.

(note to self: stop spending so much time gazing into own navel)

Wednesday was our chosen day to hit the Royal Show, which meant another ride on the “Dragon Wagon”. The doctors say that my ears will recover from the screaming in a week or two.

Children are not created equal. When I was younger, I thought of children as personality-free vessels that absorbed the world around them and who grew into their differences. Now I’m beginning to really grasp just how different two young children can be.

I know, I know; I’m a slow learner.

Romilly wanted to go on the kiddie roller-coaster and dodgem cars (though was too little to do so), Ely wanted to go on the carousel and passed on a free dodgem token. Romilly loved the precision driving team and the Asimo demonstration, Ely gazed at the Arabian horses and drooled over all of the over-sized, stuffed toys available.

Luckily, there are a few things that impress all children: show-bags, cute baby animals, and giant, fiery explosions in the sky.