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Last Tuesday night the girls laid out the picnic rugs in the driveway, and turned the car radio on loud. I sat on a chair and was ordered to watch the performance.

It was all a bit much to listen to with the dog yapping at all of us as well. In the end something had to give, and it was the radio. It was easier to shut up than the dog.

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Puddle fun at the skate park

The circus was in town Friday, we went for a sticky beak at the showgrounds, and saw the show that evening. 

Izzy was home from school because she had a cold, so what happened next was probably not perfect, but they had loads of fun, and it was straight home for a hot bath. It's a bit like tetris, but luckily their bikes fit in the car.

An arvo at AAMI, Port vs Carlton

On Saturday arvo, along with forty five thousand others, we made our way to AAMI Stadium in West Lakes, for the last of the AFL home and away matches. 

It was a snap decision earlier in the week to go and see Port Adelaide take on Carlton. It's the first time we'd been to AAMI, and the girls first ever AFL footy match. 

It was packed, the atmosphere was awesome, and the kids were perfect. The only complaint from Izzy was when she couldn't hear my phone from all the noise in the last quarter, she took numerous photos of the back of the head of the man in front of us. Summer slept through most of the last half and woke to chants of 'Power, power, power', and the raucous that comes with a close tussle.

Port dominated up until the last quarter when Carlton came back from nowhere to win by a point. I like to think Kenny (the port coach) told the boys to take it easy in that last quarter, to save themselves for this weekends final against Collingwood. That's my theory for Port losing and I'm sticking by it. 

I heard a Carlton supporter yell out "Carlton are playing like shit, and we're still beating them", keep thinking that sunshine, they let you have it. 

I haven't really followed much of Collingwoods games this season, so I'll will be torn watching this Saturday night. I'm a sucker for going for the underdog, so I think my heart will be with Port. I am a South Australian after all. 

The sun sunk below the members stand during half time, so we got some reprieve after that. Lots of sunscreen before then.

Dad's influence. Throwing undies up into the fan, and watching them fly around the room.
It had us all cackling in the hotel room that morning.

Mud cake and somersaults

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Soup n swings

My brothers own a scrap metal recycling business. Brett works for them. When collecting the scrap from the recycling centre, this little beauty didn't make it back to work! It came straight round to our place. It's in perfick nick!

The two outer swings were intact, we already had the blue and green one, it's been attached to the rafters in our patio for the last three years. Not anymore.

The next day, because I'm a determined biatch when I get an idea in my head, I got busy in the shed with a saw and drill and whipped up a swing in no time.

They love it! 

Later in the day, the girls made some 'soup'. Dirt, crabapple and parsley consumme to be exact. Good clean fun. At least somebody made something with the crabapples this year!

Buzz goes nuts for bubbles

Joining in with Trish for 
Wordless Wednesday

Slippery dip with Dad