Opera Dragostea Din Tei. Just when you thought you had seen every permutation of an internet viral phenomena, here comes the opera.

No offense to the chick, but I think it really asks for all male voices. Just an opinion.

*Title comes from the number plate of a yellow sportscar we used to see outside the bikie house.

So many of my favourite things in one video

A strange skinny guy in a wacky orange lycra, a tardis like boom box, Elijah Wood (the thinking womans hobbit) making a tit of himself for the amusement of random children, my favourite internet sensation (Dragostea Din Tei – also known as Numa Numa), peculiar dolls come to life, and orange fake fur.

Just the thing for cheering me up when the world looks impossibly bleak.

Days since Inigo has been in hospital

The imaginary counter has been reset again.

He woke up at 1am with a fever, struggling to breathe through the coughs, so off we went to Westmead. Eight hours, one dose of steroids, one dose of panadol and one nasal swab later, we’re home.

Apparently, it’s a virus, and the swab should tell us what sort. THough we cant’ really treat it, they don’t give anti-virals to little kids, so we just have to hope it isn’t pig flu.

Mark is taking today off (of course), the boys are having breaskfast and we’re all going back to bed. I hope we get some sleep!


Poor Inigo.

Two Thursdays ago we were told we could stop giving him antibiotics. Three days later he was back on them because of an ear infection. Five days of that, and the ear infection persisted. On Monday we got another round. And this morning we went back to the doctor because of last nights fever, and barking cough.

It’s croup.