New Pastimes: Trainspotting and Goanna Hunting

Augie recently started going to a new daycare, The Italian-Australian Childcare Centre.  This was a fantastic decision on our part as he is doing much better here than at his previous centre and we don't seem to have even half the angst about going.  Every day the centre does a little recap of events and posts it near the entry way. The photo below is from the 21st of March  and it notes that Augie and a few other kids helped Nonna Maria (the cook for the centre) plant pumpkin seeds in the garden.  He does love gardening with Mick so it doesn't surprise me that he was right in there with Nonna Maria.

Throwing some coins - well the same coin about eight times! - into the Rotary International wishing well at Kings Park.  The wishing for a bone is inspired by one of his books where a little dog wishes for a bone.

I recently moved desks at work and this is a photo of my new view - looking down on the Swan River.  Not bad, eh?

the indomitable Augie

silly faces with Dad

these two are great at silly faces!

a nice smile for Mom

We've been spending Sunday evenings in Kings Park.  On this particular Sunday evening we were trail-walking and hunting goannas (a type of lizard if you're reading this from North America).

Once the goanna-hunting was over we did some trail-running.  Running is Augie's preferred speed.

Another Sunday evening we had a little picnic on the banks of the Swan River but this time upriver near Guildford.  The beauty of this spot, which we were oblivious to when we picked it, is that there are nearby train bridges.  Trains are second only to bin trucks on the extreme coolness scale so Augie was very happy with this locale.

Where does Augie get that propensity for silly faces, I wonder?

Polishing off our 'bubble water'.

waiting for the train

we also passed the time between trains by throwing rocks and sand into the river...but trying to avoid hitting the ducks 

yay!  a train!  right overhead!  how exciting!

I couldn't get it properly on video but the first few trains that went over, Mick was holding him and he was so excited his little legs were kicking and his arms were going.  This was the last train we saw before we left.  It's hard to see on the video but his little arms were flapping in excitement as the train went over.

This is our nightly pre-shower ritual: two 'little' jumps and two 'big' jumps off Dad's back onto the pillows on the bed.  He likes to admire himself in the bathroom mirror and sometimes he falls off doing so.