Rocket Envy

I know, I'm being a bad blogger (again!). In fact writing that I'm a bad blogger is starting to become a habit, so I suppose I should just accept the fact that I am a bad blogger, live with it and get over it. I am though going to commit myself to posting something at least once a week, that way I can feel that once I've posted once during a week I can forget about it and stop agonising over the fact that I haven't posted in over a week because I will have... if you get what I mean? LOL...

Anyway, not much of anything happening at the moment. It's a school holiday this week and wouldn't you know it? The weather, which up until recently has been pretty gorgeous has now turned not so gorgeous! I do though have plenty to do: Noah has decided to hold an Invention Competition:

Contestants: Mummy and Daddy
Aim: To invent something (make a model)
Judge: Either Kat or Hettie, he hasn't quite decided yet but he can't do it because he is busy...
Prize: To be made by Noah

Now, I have some stiff competition because, unbeknownst (don't you just love that word?) to me, Daddy was given the 'heads up' yesterday and has already submitted his entry - a rocket! Now, not to make me feel inferior or anything but I've already had it pointed out by my dear son that "Daddy's rocket is amazing! Look at the detail, mum!".

Not to be out done, I had to come up with something pretty quick, I promptly said that I was going to make a car. With moving wheels and everything.

Now, I'm not sure whether Noah's living under the illusion that I am so much better than I am or if, in fact, I should be flattered that he feels I am capable of achieving what he thinks I can because his next comment was "Whoah, can you make it with a remote control?"... What?... With a remote control? I don't think so darling...