She proudly pedals the trike, but only after stealing it from her brother.

They were doing this for a while, playing so happily and cutely, until I got the camera of course. It took a bit of coaxing to get them back into the spirit.

They pedal happily for but a minute…

Then Georgia decides to do her own thing, as she very, very often does… much to Damon’s displeasure.

Since they’re both wearing their go-go-gadget outfits, I try to get ‘em to sing the song, unsuccessfully.

Dames loves to do the Go-Go-Gadget Copter.

But Go-Go-Gadget Airbag is my favorite. I haven’t seen the movie, but I’m guessing that the clumsy Inspector Gadget tries to use his airbag to protect himself but ends up flying all over the place. Regardless, it makes me cackle with laughter every time.

This is just my silly girl running in circles. She’s like a puppy sometimes, when she just goes and goes and goes and then drops from exhaustion.

The last day of Kindy not only meant the last day of the term for the kids, but also the closing of that location forever. It was kind of sad, and Mrs. O’s voice cracked a bit, but there was a Bouncy Castle for the kiddies and all the parents brought stuff for a Pot Luck lunch, PLUS a special visitor that Ho-Ho-Ho’s (and I don’t mean Bourbon Street Style either).

Jo and I conferred, and we’ve decided that we’ve definitely got the best looking kids in the World, if not at least Damon’s kindy. They’re sitting and waiting patiently for the Special Guest to arrive.

A friend of Mrs. O’s does this every year, but she says he doesn’t get around very well anymore and is getting WAY up there in the years, so I don’t imagine he’s got many more left.

The Pie could barely wait to get up there for her turn yet looked fairly nonplussed while up there and couldn’t wait to wiggle free.

Little Acey squealed happily while receiving his present.

Damon had a cold and even missed the first part of the day, so he was pretty subdued for most of the Santa Time. He did make it a point to go over and hug and talk with Santa a bit before he left though.

Haha, Mommy poses happily with child, doesn’t know that I’m still taking photos, then asks me if I am in an only-slightly-annoyed way.

Our boy proudly presents to Mommy all the stuff he’s been working on all term, with help from Mrs. O.

Mrs. O was introducing Santa and telling the kids a few important things, yet our little girl isn’t normally a part of the group, as she doesn’t go to school yet (though she’d LOVE to), so she doesn’t necessarily heed the instructions as well as the others.

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star. My dad drives a smelly car…”

Which I do, when we borrow my father-in-law’s car, Bob, it smokes and smells quite foul. The kids love that song, though at first I didn’t believe Damon when he told me that his teacher taught it to him. Heh.

I got my first taste of roo sausage right after the boy chowed on his.

The kindy is mostly aboriginal but is incredibly multicultural too. The biggest kid in his class is Yassir, who is Muslim and barely speaks any English, and the littlest is Damon’s bestest little friend Ace, who is Aboriginal and also barely speaks any English.

The teacher’s tell us that Acey and Yassir play wonderfully though they don’t really share the language. Surely testament to power of Play.

Withdrawn and painfully shy, Acey barely went to anybody but his Aboriginal teacher Merinda when we first met him. Now, whenever he sees either me or Jo, he shrieks and flings himself at us happily and he loves Damon.

Little Michelle is a sweetheart and frequently hangs with me and Dames when I read him a book after dropping him off. We’re fairly certain that she’s in love with Damon, but she’s a little too full-on for him and can be overwhelming. Besides, his heart belongs to Kerry-Anne we’re told.

The three of them in the Sand Boat.

Damon’s class has no shortage of little Hams, because it was absolutley zero trouble to get those little monkeys to line up for a photo.

Left to Right: Nada, who’s mum wears one of those Muslim-chick robes that look like curtains and cover all of their skin and never, ever talks to us; Michelle, who’s mum looks about 80 though is probably 35 and is probably her grandmum; Yassir, who’s little brother is even cuter if that’s possible; Simon, who’s mum recently posed for the centerfold in Crank Addict Monthly and is kind of a little monster; Brian, who’s as OCKER as they come and says things like, “Oy Mate! I know yew!”; Dames; Zachary, who has a penchant for pulling on other’s undies and who’s mum is awesome and stays in the mornings to read to any kid willing to sit; Acey, communicating to others with his grunts and squeals; Jackson, who belongs to Merinda and is reportedly quite a bully to our boy.

Same group, posing and being all hammy, but with the Love of Dame’s Life on the end, little Kerry-Anne, who is also quite shy but very cute. We reckon we got the best looking boy and he picked the best looking girl in class for his affections.

Me and Jo being all proud-parenty and cute.

Again, frighteningly easy to get them all gathered for photos, though difficult to get them to stay there. A few of the more shy kids even made it over for the whole class to be gathered.

They gathered happily at the end of the deal. It’s awesome when Mrs. O (Deb O’Malley, Damon’s head teacher) shouts an order and all the kids snap straight TO like good little soldiers.

Mrs. O had each of the kids pose in Santa Hats for maximum cuteness and then made little X-mas cards for us.

These two get along like best buds and are so damn cute together.