Not rubbing it in, but WE WON!

We are a very patriotic family. When it comes to rugby and singing the national anthem, that is. Big Brother has been learning it at school, and with all the All Black Games, there's been alot of God of Nations as favourite singing in the car. Even Little Miss not quite 2 is known to start belting out a reasonable tune with lots of haka-esque leg slapping and tongue pointing. The boys know most of the Te Reo maori and englsh versions - with a few cute mistaken words - my favourite line is 'guard pacific's triple star from the SHARKS of strife and war'. We've been flying All Blacks flags, and wearing facepaint and temporary tattoos. We certainly had a fabulous world cup, with many family visiting to stay and see the games at the Wellington Cake Tin. Big Brother was full of interesting playground statistics 'I am so freaking out!' he told us before NZ vs. France the first time, 'NZ has versed France FOUR times and France have won 3 times! I am so FREAKING out!" We've also had lots of discussions about sportsmanship - and even (finally) been able to discuss what it is to be a good winner. Hoorah!