The Soup is a word of mouth marketing agency which I am signed up to.

Basically they send you stuff to try, and share with your friends, and you give them feedback about what you like about it, what needs to be improved, etc.

I have had baby formula, crackers, and am about to get a book to review from them.

So stay posted for a book review on The Hypnotist by Lars Kepler a swedish author, should be interesting.

Boy Found – not missing

How scary is this? A 5-year-old boy was just wondering around the streets at 9pm and no-one knew he was missing… Each parent thought he was with the other one!

Glad to see he is home with mum now, but can’t help thinking of all the horrible things that might have happened. As a parent this ranks right up there as one of my worst nightmares. However a 5 yr old that can’t tell you his full name and address, or what school he goes to? My 3 yr old can tell you his full name and address, and the closest main roads, he would definitely get back home if he got lost.

This gives us something to think about as parents. We need to give our children the tools to save themselves. Teaching stranger danger is all well and good, but we need to make sure they can tell someone (and know who to tell) who they are and where they live incase something goes horribly wrong. Knowing how to dial 000 and more importantly when to dial it is another life saving measure we as adults take for granted, but often forget to teach our children.

Autumn Garden

I finally took the time to get the veggie patch ready for all those winter crops. Here in subtropical Sydney we can grow something all year round.

I should already have my broccoli in, but nevermind. The peas are due to be planted soon. They were a great hit with LittleBug last year. I think two handfuls might have made it into the kitchen, the rest were eaten straight off the bush, but I don’t mind – anything to get them to eat fresh veggies 🙂

So today I have been adding a mix of chicken manure, cow manure, and mushroom compost to the top of the bed, lots of yummy organic matter for the plants to eat. The soil level in the bed had dropped quite a lot, as the compost I originally filled it with a couple of years ago has settled and compacted. Hopefully it will rain tonight and I won’t need to water it in tomorrow.

I was supervised by 15 week old BabyBug who made comments like “Goo ahh eee, grunt, grunt, giggle” – which loosely translates to “Manure, isn’t that a fancy name for poo? Here mummy I made some especially for you!”