Best friends, worst enemies

When asked to describe the boys’ relationship I always say: “best friends, worst enemies”.  I think this is a pretty typical close in age brother relationship.  At times they are inseparable and the perfect partners in crime for each other.  And then it all goes bad, Alex is in tears and they’re yelling at each other.  It doesn’t last long.

I cut down some of our bamboo and G ingeniously made bows for the boys

Grandpa Bill was visiting recently and he got to experience first hand the changes in each of them.  As well as growing taller since Christmas there is the role of the parent/adult at school.  Luke dismissed Grandpa once they got to the school gate and ran off to drop his bag and find his friends.  Alex is happier to hang about and likes the company. 

And some fishing rods

We had a big surprise last weekend at Tae kwon do.  Both boys had been moved up a class and the results of their term 1 gradings were given.  Alex won the medal for being ‘best on the day’ in his old class.  Luke has won this last term and we hadn’t even thought Alex was a contender.  He was bursting with pride.   

Very happy with these dangerous toys....

Luke was moved into the Junior class for 8 – 10 year olds which he found quite daunting as he was still on his white belt with 6 red stripes (whatever this means…) and the new class was orange and yellow belts.  After a few tears it was sorted out that his grading result moved him to orange belt and if he continued to progress at the same level during this term he would skip all the orange green stripes and move straight to yellow belt.  A huge achievement.

Grandpa Bill is supervising

Luke has a sweet way of asking “Can I tell you something?” when he wants to deliver news or share an important aspect of his day. 

Luke and his taekwondo belt, grading, medal from last term

Alex continues to be the better eater at school.  Luke is often distracted by talking or not having enough time to eat his lunch.  How he gets through the day without the fuel to drive his energy I don’t know.  Alex eats everything and usually has an extra wrap or something.  With cooler weather approaching we’re moving into pasta, soups and hot lunches since Luke can no longer tolerate sandwiches in his lunchbox

Watch out, he can kick!

It was ANZAC day during the week and Alex decided on Tuesday that he wanted to bring ANZAc biscuits for all of his class.  In his view I was supposed to drop everything that morning and start baking.  I convinced him to check that it was OK with his teacher first and then we could do them on Wednesday morning.  Everything is easier on Wednesdays since I don’t work.  So on Wednesday he had a tub of ANZACs to share with his class.

A very proud Alex