Murray and the chickens

Here you go Henny, you can have Murray.

Henny: um I dont really want Murray. Can I eat him?

Henny: Still dont know what to do with Murray

Ok Give me Murray back , you chickens dont know how to have a good time
No No now I said you Cant have him.

toot toot chugga chugga

its nearly Elliots birthday. He loves the wiggles. We took him to dreamworld for an early birthday present (read - we found shopper dockets with unbelievably cheap entry so we went in november instead of December - he is 2 he wont remember)

First order of business - Wiggles World - the big red car ride. Now as a 34 year old I thought this was Lame yes with a capital L the wiggles appear on 4 video screens pretend henry, wags and Dorothy pop out ( and scare the pants of the 4yo) It just wasnt all I thought it would be, BUT - its not all about thrill seeking for the adults in a day at dreamworld...no I didnt go on any rides other than the merry go round. and definately not the tea cups or flying chairs (insert vomitting sounds here)

I am a wuss. My children are not! I am very thankful for my husband who is willing to go on the rides with them. Sebastian is now talking about how when he is a teenager he will go on the tower of terror and the blue ringed octopus. Funny how all that bravado has come since this incident - which is still keenly remembered and spoken of in hushed tones



We did all go on the log ride - I sat behind Sebastian and had my hands around his chest. I could feel his heart pumping at double time - he was very brave even though he didnt want to be. He has shown much courage in the face of such fears this week - I sprung his 4yo needles on him at the dr the other day and he got through it without a tear. But the adrenalin rush was so great that it lead to an almighty come down - a lot of verbalising and telling everyone - including the drivethru guy at MacDonalds about how brave he was - AND he was.