Spike Scott

Out of the Mouths of…

Posted on March 6th, 2010 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs.

“Hey Daddy, I’ve got a song for you.

Yankee Doodle stuck a fluffer in his hat and yelled at macaroni…

Papa teached it to me.”

“I’ll have to thank Papa, won’t I?”

“Yes.

Again?”

Ooooh, Yankee Doodle went to town….

Pavarotti’s Mumma xxxx

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Spikeitect

Posted on February 7th, 2010 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs.

I haven’t ordered the business cards yet.

But, I’m thinking about it.

Because it does seem to be a foregone conclusion at this stage.

Over night, he has suddenly started building elaborate, architecturally interesting, modernist buildings.

Towers. Car spaces. A lovely lounge room, here. A big kitchen there. A bridge (why not?!) and this is where Thomas can park!

I don’t think it’s solely because of all the Grand Designs I’ve crammed down his throat “Oh look Mumma, it’s the bewtifool house show to watch!” or the Architectural Digest that we read together each night.

It’s probably more likely he is just - gifted.

Yes, Gifted. I’m sure that’s it.

Our little Frank Lloyd Spike starts kinder on Tuesday. It seems wasteful really. Can’t we just set up his Architectural Design Office and begin? Mumma’s got an itchin’ for a new abode and I REALLY like the colourful, multi level number he knocked up before his afternoon nap today.

The Gifted Child’s Mother xxxx

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Signs There Are Boys Living in Your House.

Posted on January 16th, 2010 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs.

Sign #1

You open your pantry and find this.

That is a sign there are boys living in your house.

A boys Mom xxxx

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Spike and Morrison’s Day… in moustaches!

Posted on December 22nd, 2009 by Spike.
Categories: Uncategorized.

What do you say when your three year old wants a moustache?

“Yes baby,” is the only answer.

Then you film it.

losta love, Mumma xxxx

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Today’s conversation.

Posted on November 9th, 2009 by Spike.
Categories: 3 yrs.

“Mum, say $4.”
“4 dollars.”
[A bang of the gavel]
“Soooold!”

“Say $8.”
“$8!”
[A bang of the gavel]
“Soooold!”

“Mum, say 12 dollars, fifty.”
“12 buck fiddy!”
[A bang of the gavel]
“Sooooold!”

I don’t know what I’m buying but he’s the busiest and pushiest auctioneer I’ve encountered.

“Mum, say $20.”
“$20.”
“No wait, can I have a moustache?”
“Of course.”
[choose appropriate moustache.]

“Ok, now say, $40 dollars.”
“Things are getting expensive.”
“Just say it please. Quickly, before it gets sold.”
“”$40, no, $45!”
“SOOOOOOOOLD!”

heh!

And this pic has nothing to do with today, but shows his more normal side. Just hanging out with Parkie. Ain’t she a peach? (You may notice the absence of lip-fuzz)

Happy Movember everyone.

Spike’s Mum and ‘Tache wrangler xxoo

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