Magic Monster Spray

We all do things to make our kids happy, keep them from being scared, and have them feeling safe. There is usually no logic behind them, at least not to us. However we find a way to make the kids believe in them, and count on them. Our job is to protect, nurture and love them. Even when they believe in something so silly all of a sudden they know doesn't exist. 

When my kids were little I used to use Monster Spray. When I went to tuck them in I would spray around the room, mostly in the air. Colin was 5 and MaKayla was 3. I am pretty sure I always grabbed the little silver bottle of room spray from The Body Shop. It smelled good and I wasn't harming anything spraying it. I figured at one point they would call me out, since I used other scents in the same bottle throughout the house. It never happened. With the move overseas the spray never really came back up. We did night lights and all was well. Monsters were kept a bay. 

The kids are now 9 and 7. Last night my son had a rather eventful nights sleep, or lack there of. They were tucked in at 7:30 pm as usual. I had just finished my workout at 8:30 pm and he comes walking out to the living room looking half asleep. He sits in the recliner and just looks at me. The conversation went something like this: 

Me- "Colin what do you need?"

Colin- "Mmm umm nothing"

Me- "Why are you out of bed?"

Colin shrugs

Me- "Colin are you awake?"

He stares at me. I walk over and help him up only to realize he is sleep walking(usually that is my daughters speciality). I walk him to his room and tuck him in once again. 

Around 2am he comes stumbling into my room and says he had a bad dream. I ask him about what and he says a scary movie in his dvd player that was trapping him in his room and he couldn't get out. He then says he was scared there was monsters under the bed so he sat on his bed working up the nerve to jump off and run to my room. Needless to say he slept with me the rest of the night after I reassured him it was just a dream. He hasn't watched any scary movies either, FYI.

So today after school at one point I realize he is not watching an animal show with us. I go to check on him and he isn't in his room. I make my way room by room and finally find him in the playroom watching a video about Minecraft. Mind you the playroom light is off so he is sitting in the dark. I ask what he is doing and he tells me. I ask why he is in there and not his room and he smirks. I repeat the question and he says he is scared. I asked of what and he says under his bed. I try not to laugh at him and remind him he is in the dark currently. So after dinner I give Daddy the job of taking him back to his room and cleaning under the bed and verifying nothing is there. All is well or so it appears. 

After everyone is in pajamas my daughter comes out and asks if I remember the Monster Spray I used to use. she then points out I always used air freshener and that is all it was. First she was no older than three, how the hell does she remember that lol. I tell them every Mom has a recipe for Monster Spray. Colin asks me to make some and use it tonight. I disappear and come back with Magically Blue Monster Spray, you know, because Monsters hate blue. In the dark it glows to Monsters only and they run away and cry. Kind of like white and light colors glows for butterflies and attracts them. It also smells good because Monsters like smelly things like dirty socks and garbage. 

Half an hour before bed I take him back to his room. We spray his closets, under his bed and all over his bed. He is satisfied. We do the same in her room. They both beg me to tell them the secret ingredients and I say Mom cant until your eighteen. my daughter is very insistent Monsters aren't real, but the spray will make her older brother feel better. They are both tucked in and no one has came out running as of yet. Here is to a nightmare, monster free evening! 

As for the Monster Spray? A spray bottle, a little fabric softener and water. Yeah, I'm a genius! LOL

On another note I used to have really bad dreams when I was little. I was trapped and would wake facing the wall or from sleep walking and be elsewhere and almost as if my eyes are broken and cant see I panic and fell all over trying to find the doorway. It was the same dream over and over and used to affect me a lot. Scared the shit out of me almost nightly. Bad dreams are no fun, but I hope if your children are having them it is short lived and bearable. 

Sweet Dreams! 

Finally Half Way There

So the kids have had a month off. We didn't do anything too cool because we didn't know until a week before that they had this time off. I feel bad but what can ya do? We still had a fun time.

I managed to get the house in order since I too had some time off. It still needs a lot of work, hard to make it pretty with government issued furniture ha. I still had about 5 boxes to unpack as well as the master bedroom bathroom which had become the catch all. That's done now. I need to do the kids room and the playroom which I'm not including in the pictures because there are toys everywhere. I need to go through them and find some toy boxes or something. There is a lack of choices here with few stores.

Conversations

MaKayla and Daddy on the couch while I'm redoing some logos at home for work. They are watching animal planet.

M="Daddy do they get milk out of her private?"

D="No baby, Mommies feed the babies from their boobies, they have milk."

M="Only Moms have it, not you Daddy.
That looks like her private, not her boob. (Tigers)
Daddy, will I have babies when I grow up?"

D="That's up to you baby. Do you want kids?"

M="Yeah, I want 3 kids."

D="Do you want boys, or girls?"

M="I want all girls only!"

D="Well what are their names going to be?"

M"Matilda, Ayla and Sandy. "

She knows where milk comes from, but the baby tiger was eating from the mommy and it looked like her head was down lower because she was on a nipple closer to the tail end. Bless her heart if she has 3 girls.

Australian Slang For Your Entertainment

Some words and meanings for you to get a kick out of.

Whinge= complain
Backchat=talk back
Wowser=straight laced person, prude
Whacker=idiot
Bloke=man
Blue-=fight
Chewie=gum
Crack a Fat=get an erection
Fruit Loop=fool
Hottie=hot water bottle
Lollies=candy
Oldies=parents
Op shop=Thrift store(opportunity shop)
Pokies=poker machine, slots
Ta=thank you
Rotten=drunk
Scratchy=instant scratch off ticket
Yanks=Americans
Stubby Holder=beer coozie
Swag=rolled up bedding, like a sleeping bag but made to use without a tent with a special head piece to cover your head if needed
Tea=supper
Tinny=can of beer
Wog=flu
Fanny=vagina


I don't know if they use all of these, but most of them I have heard used often or hear daily at work.

Another Time, Another Place, Sir!

Tonight we went out to dinner, and the kids were being bad. They were talking back, questioning and arguing with what we said. We had a long talk on the way home about how they have been awful about doing as they are told and we should hear yes sir or yes ma'am when we tell them to do something.

During the conversation Colin told me about a teacher putting him on time out for saying it, because he thought he was being a smart ass. I guess Daddy knew and forgot, or thought I was there and heard this conversation. It had happened quite a while ago. I never knew about it. I was kind of dumb founded, but I can see how someone who isn't used to hearing it could think the kid was being a smart ass.

Needless to say, I'm sending a note tomorrow letting the teacher know my kids say it out of respect, not disrespect, and though I see how it could of been confused, that was not the case and they need to be aware of how my kids from America were raised.

Funny how you are worried about big things, and it's sometimes the little things that come up.

Siblings

So the other day MaKayla had a splinter in her finger. Daddy was in the bathroom trying to convince her we had to get it out. Colin and I took a break and stepped outside. He turns to me and says "Mommy, I really don't like when MaKayla is crying and upset". I asked why. He said "Because it makes me sad when she is sad or hurt, it hurts my feelings and I worry". Awwww.

I only hope that in the years to come they still have the same love for each other.

Playroom

The kids are super happy with us at the moment. After all this time of having our stuff I finally found the time to call housing and have them come pick up the bed in the spare room and a few other items. This freed up the 4th bedroom for a playroom. I moved all their books, games, and some toys. We still have a lot of work to do but they also have a desk and a computer with games loaded onto it. I don't think the old pc has a wireless card so no Nick JR or anything fun, but I guess that makes life easier for me not having to sit there when they play either. They played on the computer tonight and were in heaven with their old games.

I'll have to take pictures once we get the last few boxes unpacked. We also traded the entertainment center for one that wasn't just a base, but instead has a top and sides for storage. I bought them an Australian television for in there to go with the dvd player we picked up. We had brought our small American television for the kids but after unpacking it we noticed it is crap. Looks like they stored it beside a huge magnet. It was old and crap anyhow but now the screen is rainbow...perdy!!! LOL

On another note work is keeping me busy, I feel like by the time I get the kids home and we change out of uniforms, put away lunch's and all Daddy is home and it's dinner time followed by dishes, baths and bed. Ahh the life of a working Mommy! Jury is still out on if I am liking working, though I enjoy my job.