Crumpled Home

Despite the hot weather, we made it up to Gingin for the grape harvest, but Grammy, Poppa, Kath and Brad had already picked all the grapes and crushed them the day before we got there! We made the most of it anyway, picking a lot of figs and table grapes that were ready to eat. Mum cooked up some fig jam and we had a big sewing ’sesh’ during the heat of the day, before going for an explore out in the paddock.

Our incredibly brave**, heroic** and good-looking** dad rescued us from this marauding beast** that had been ransacking the countryside and was intent on destroying the farm.

We found this guy having a drink from the dog's water bowl. He's a bobtail lizard which are pretty common around here.

**Hyperbole employed as official privilege of the author

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(over breakfast)

LR: Hey! Why is there peanut butter in my dice cup?

Dad: Did you squeeze the dice too hard? The peanut butter might have squished out the edges.

LR: (sighing) No, Dad. I don’t think so.

RJ: Those dice are from peanut town! Everything is made from peanuts there. Houses. Clothes. Trees. The cars.

Dad: Anything else?

RJ: Yes, everything… (horrified) Even the breakfast cereal.

Something that comes up from time to time is RJ’s previous life. It almost always starts out with, “When I was a little kid…” and describes a time “before he came to live with our family.” Apparently he lived only with his grandma, because everyone else in the family died. Today, I discovered a little more…

(over breakfast)

RJ: When I was a little kid… I got stabbed.

Dad: Stabbed? You mean before you came to live with us?

RJ: Yeah. When I was living with my grandma… in Malaysia.

Dad: Malaysia? Okay… How did it happen?

RJ: I was playing with a pen and I stabbed my knee. I still have a little sore on my knee from it. See?

Dad: And that’s also why there’s ink all over your knee right now?

RJ: Yeah.

Dad: Strange that I’ve never noticed that before.

RJ: Yeah.

RJ has begun his grueling training regime for the year. “Spring” training got off to a great start when, at his first practice session, he managed to hit the ball directly into the face of his coach, standing several metres away. Not surprisingly, T-ball is now his favorite sport.

RJ at the bat, moments after giving the ball a mighty clobbering.

(in the car on the way to school)

Dad: (starting an imagination game) So you two head down to the park one day and there’s something strange there that you’ve never seen before.

RJ and LR discuss exploring it, identifying that it’s an alien rocket ship, and finding the door.

Dad: You can’t find a door handle on the outside.

LR: So we run home and get some saws and come back.

RJ: And we grab an axe too!

LR and RJ: And we SMASH and CHOP the door open and run inside and steal the spaceship and fly it home!!!

(An unfortunately chirpy RJ appears at the counter ready for breakfast, with a dinosaur entourage.)

Dad: (blearily rubbing eyes) What is this? RJ and the breakfast full of dinosaurs?… Okay, what do you want to eat?

RJ: This dinosaur wants flies. You’d better get to work; they’re hard to catch and he needs a lot of them.

Dad: Okay. I’ll see what I can do. How about the others?

RJ: Meat. Lots of meat.

Dad: And you?

RJ: Just rice bubbles…

(half an hour later, RJ wanders past, arms still full of dinosaurs)

Dad: RJ, wouldn’t it be easier to carry them in something? A bag or a basket or something?

RJ: (yelling back) No! I don’t need to. They all get around on rocket boosters.

Dad: Wow! That’s so cool. Dinosaurs with rocket boosters.

RJ: No. It’s not really great, because they don’t have legs. That’s why they had the rocket boosters put on.

Last weekend, we took another trip down south — this time much shorter, but still lots of fun. We went exploring a Karri forest, visited a wildlife park and climbed some huge rocks.

Not siblings... Just friends. These are three of the many rescued joeys at the wildlife park.

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(while eating breakfast)

LR & RJ: (singing) Five little ducks went out one day,
Over the hills and far away…
Mother duck said, ‘Quack, quack, quack, quack,’
But only four little ducks came back…

LR & RJ: Four little ducks went…

LR & RJ: Three little ducks…

LR & RJ: Two little…

LR & RJ: One…

LR & RJ: No little ducks went out one day,
Over the hills and far away…
Mother duck said, ‘Quack, quack, quack, quack,’
But only a fat little snake came back…

LR: It was listening for the quacking noises.

RJ: And it ate ALL of them, even the mother.

On the weekend, some friends came over to play and brought a whole lot of lego with them. RJ spent a fair bit of time working on his building — carefully selecting pieces, refining the structure, musing over the benefits of different door designs…

After twenty minutes of hard work, he ended up with this: “The Head Chopping Off Building.”

Off with their heads!!!!

RJ: The visitor is wearing a helmet, but he’s still scared. It might not protect him….

Apparently he’s been paying a lot of attention to those documentaries on human migration, especially regarding the headhunter tribes in Indonesia.

RJ: I want some medicine too!

Dad: What’s that RJ? Medicine?

RJ: Yeah. I want some deer medicine too.

Dad: Do you mean… venison?

RJ: YEAH!