Hayzey is very sweet. While I was cooking dinner tonight she was playing with her stove set. She was crouched over and fussing around quietly; then suddenly stood up and walked over to the kitchen bench. In her hands was a little toy saucepan with some toy veges in it. She reached up to give it to me while saying "For you to cook. Don't burn yourself."
Fantastic :-)
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Some sad news. One of the fist at kindy died this week. The kids had a little funeral for it. They made a small cross out of paddle pop sticks and buried Mr Fish (apparently the fish was a male) in the garden. LGR tells us the fish died because nobody in his class fed it in the morning. He was very solemn when relaying the story to us and concluded with "Sometimes sad things happen."