A friend of Arlo had a birthday party recently at Jump Street – the Malaysian version of the trampoline craze that seems to be everywhere. We all had a bit of a jump and we loved it. Even the little boy who doesn’t know how to jump had a blast. Can’t wait to go back!
A friend had tickets to the KL PGA golf tournament (don’t ask me what it’s properly called) that he wasn’t using, so we spent the morning there a few weeks ago. The weather wasn’t great, but we were there long enough to get a taste of it all. The thunderstorms came after we had been there only a couple of hours, but it was just when we were getting ready to leave anyway. Happily, the kids managed to stay quiet and not ruin anyone’s crucial putt.
It’s not big in Malaysia, but we managed to walk a couple of streets, trick-or-treating.
Jack-o-lanterns (carved with a Swiss army knife – so a little dodgy)
The princess (Arlo’s friend) and the fairy (Arlo) at their first house.
I decided to do something a little bit special with Galen. A trip to the fish pond. Which is actually bigger than a typical pond, but I don’t want to call it a lake (as everyone else does) because it’s still more pond than lake. We visited here when we were still looking at houses, and the pond was one of the selling features of Sierramas for us. But we hadn’t been back since that first time.
Galen and I strolled around the pond, stopping every few metres to look at a leaf or an ant or a grain of sand, or another leaf. It took us about an hour to walk about 500 metres. It was fun for us both.
Here Galen thinks it’s hilarious to eat the stale bread that was meant for the fish and turtles.
Next time I might even clean breakfast off his face before we go out somewhere…