On Thursday the perfect playhouse was delivered by Santa and his reindeer for Ali and Lily's big christmas present. Lily was having a nap at the time and Ali was at the neighbour's house. They were both so surprised to see a playhouse in the garden out of the blue. We have hardly seen them since then except for occasional glimpses through the pretty net curtains. Inside is a whiteboard and a little kitchen with a tea set and little nicky nacky ornaments. Ali has already asked if she can sleep in it, but it's not warm enough yet luckily.
It's not a great picture of the kids but it gives a good idea of the playhouse...
On Friday night the annual street party was held at our next-door neighbours house. Ali had a riot playing with all her friends, feeding the pet calves, dinking a ride on Dad's new mountain bike ($50 out of the local paper!) and dancing til midnight. Her favourite part was playing the pretend pokie machine in their garage, which is a bit of a worry. Lily conked out a bit earlier than Ali and spent most of her time playing on the slide and swing set. Everyone had a nap this afternoon!
Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie. A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly. Ask me a riddle and I reply: Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie.
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