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Ethan’s 8th: a big day for the lil fella.

Woke Up,
saw a frog,
Got lots of presents,
my mum made me a card with a green tree frog on it,
Went to a tropical beach and swam with face-mask & flippers for the first time,
my front tooth fell out in the water,
came back home,
had a party with a choc-chip ice-cream cake that looked like an echidna,
and marshmallows, and chocolate biscuits, and chips,
had half a bottle of ginger beer,
had a proper country milkshake (chocolate), made in an aluminium cup,
went to the pool,
had KFC,
had a Golden Gaytime icecream,
came home to another party,
had more presents,
and another cake,
set off party poppers,
ate 4 kit kats,
a band of fire twirlers arrived and performed specially for me for half an hour,
threw up.
Perfect.

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Fishing with Ethan at Apollo Bay


The band were playing at the Apollo Bay Music festival, and the family came along (except for Eric) …

Just after these shots were taken, Ethan ran straight into the ocean in his new shoes. He was genuinely surprised when he found out that wasn’t a good idea. After that, he lost us for a few minutes, and thought we had driven off without him (we hadnt!) – and he did just the right thing, going back to the last place we were, then talking to a family nearby. I was proud of the way he handled himself.

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Grade 2: It’s brutal out there

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Man, its tough for boys out there in grade 2. In 10 days, Ethan has:
* been in a fist-fight,
* had a door slammed into his face, splitting his lip and loosening teeth (pic),
* been kicked in the eye, with resulting li’l shiner
* had a cut across his throat (he did ask for it – literally asked his friend Max ” can you get that giant branch, and make a scar across my throat?
* skidded & slipped on asphalt, ending up with a 1.5 inch square dressing on his knee.

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