



Pete the Snow Dragon lives at Falls Creek, and with his friend does a free half-hour kids' concert twice a week at the end of the day. It's really well-done, and despite light snow/rain through it all, James and Eleanor were both happy watching and listening to the original songs about skiing and snow. James has come home with a half-metre-long Pete tail, which he wears at every opportunity
We all went out for dinner one night. James fell asleep on our laps after ordering, and was able to be woken happily in time to throughly enjoy his dinner. Just about every scrap on the table disappeared, but not a great deal of it by the person it was actually ordered for!
My parents would have been lucky to get even a spoonful of the fluff on their cappucinos!
"I've finished Andrew's, now can I have some of yours, Elaine?"
And James rather liked his chocolate pudding for dessert, but still wanted to share it. Here he is pulling Daddy forward by the beard for another mouthful! (Simon and I have been teaching them both to lean forward over their plates a little, to avoid food landng in their laps or on the floor).



The last night, James was asking about the wine while on Mummy's lap, so we asked if he wanted to try a little sip. Unfortunately he didn't heed the 'little sip' advice and it was lucky I'd put a plate down, as he spat it all out. The verdict was hilarious, "I don't like wine, it's very boring for my mouth"!!! He'd heard the word used a few days previously and had obviously worked out it was a negative thing, but not the full meaning!
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Looks like a great time was had by all. They will be screaming down the slopes in no time!
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