Long Weekend

The species ‘Mammoth Tenteth’ is about to make its’ first appearance on deified ground (that is grass chosen for superior access to genus ‘Mammoth Caravanth’). I peek around the corner and observe the event with much anticipation. The production team is poised and ready. Wait – do I spy something already? Yes! Smoke, begins to spiral from flared nostrils as the male (Simon) takes charge of his environs. He starts to puff and pant in dragon like stance, steam escaping from every pore. The female (Jessica) flounders in his wake not knowing what to do. He stalks around the tent alternately sighing and heaving out orders. Then it happens! The female retaliates with hands waving in frustration and the war begins. Much heated discussion ensues as the two poke, prod and pry the huge erection into submission.   Red faces reflect the tension gained from such a feat as each in their own way attempt to decipher the intricacies of ‘Mammoth Tenteth’ anatomy. 

Smallth Childrenth (Noun: Little people with big mouths) are looking decidedly pale after the long journey they have endured. Fortunately I know well how to entice their attention. Food! Having stocked up on Anzacs at the local supermarket – little hands reach in to devour the contents with great enthusiasm. Mouths flapping, crumbs falling and feet dancing around with abandon the small ones beg me to take them on a walk. I know better than to refuse as this species will punish swiftly if thwarted.  

After enjoying a lap around the pool we tackle the playground performing the age old rhythm of playground polka. Captain Emily sits in the old boat and demands I join her on an imaginary journey, whilst Ava the conqueror muscles her way across the monkey bar, skinny arms stretched to capacity as she reaches from rung to rung. Chatter fills the air as each vies for attention from Gran.

It is the February long weekend and the family has arrived!