Rosie has taken to hanging out in her house quite a bit lately. Of course, we are always invited in, but 35 degrees inside a plastic house with no circulating air has limited appeal for an adult. Rosie emerges every now and then, dripping with sweat but clearly delighted to be a homeowner.
Very little of merit to purchase in downtown Port Dickson. I did, however, happen across a Brazil kit in the perfect size for Pipkin. The colours look wonderful on her. So the decision is made. She is a Brazil fan. Could be worse…
By the way…the chair is from the same shop. Football kits and tiny chairs under one roof!
Rosie is learning fast from her Mum. Hearty congratulations are in order for her new sweeping skills. Training for pre two year olds is as follows:
Stage 1) Give her the tools of the trade
Stage 2) Allow her time to figure out how it works
Stage 3) Sit back and relax
Stage 4) With enough encouragement, she might even clean the fans and ceiling.
Rosie in her cool pink rash suit. She was delighted to discover tiny fish in a water feature at the Yacht club.
She clearly felt that I should be equally excited by the discovery.
It took a LONG time for her to tire of fish watching. In my dreams, we have a budding marine biologist, who will work on wonderful and exotic reefs around the world…we will see.
Rosie likes dinner time. She seems to get quite chilled at 5ish, when she knows dinner is on the way. Some lovely dinner time pictures that Katrin took in the Royal Port Dickson Yacht Club.
We had temporary membership over Christmas, and Rosie spent much of her time either eating or playing in the pool. She seemed to enjoy yacht club membership. She certainly enjoyed junior fries or Chinese fried rice with chicken nuggets.
Piles of presents greeted mousedeer when she arose at 7am. An appropriate gasp was the initial reaction. This was followed by some rapid unwrapping….What did Santa bring??? Hurry and unwrap it Mummy!!
How on earth did Santa know! It’s Lotso! He even smells of strawberries!
Dad cooked Turkey and all the trimmings. Seriously delicious. Well done Dad (and thank heavens for Tesco Seramban.)
Not the most glamorous beach destination in Malaysia, but Rosie loved a trip to the seaside in Port Dixon. Can’t quite see it in the picture above, but Indonesia is 16 kilometres away.
We paddled, picked up shells, and Rosie tried very hard to convince me that wading out towards Indonesia was a good idea.