Kissin' Cousins

It was Angus' cousin, Molly's christening today and some doting parents took way too many photos of their gorgeous kids (Des knows who I'm talking about, how many photos was it - 50?) Anyway, they are a pretty cute pair and they were behaving well at the same time for longer than 5 minutes so we made the most of it and snapped away. We just had to gently distract Molly from teething on Angus' arm, apparently it looked pretty tasty. All in all, it was lovely day with the family all getting together and all the cousins running amuck, yet again.

My littlest boy is also starting to feel better. After a rough first 3 months of his life, he's getting himself sorted out and getting some more sleep and just generally feeling better. This means we are getting many more smiles and chatting and Daddy was even getting giggles in the bath the other night, which has definitely been a rare occurrence. So out came the camera again and you can see the beautiful photo of my smiling Angus.

I really feel like I'm coming out of the grey of Winter into the sunshine and newness of Spring, both literally and metaphorically. I'm starting to feel a bit 'glass half full' again and I'm looking forward to opening up all our windows, turning off the heater and enjoying the outdoors with my boys. Bring it on. Which reminds me of another little story about the other day. I found a snail on the back deck and was showing Tom. It was curled up in the shell and Tom was investigating. So we put it down and left it for a while so that it would come out and start moving again. When this happened, Tom was fascinated and went bounding out to get a closer look, which of course caused the snail to curl back up into it's shell. Tom freaked out, it was hilarious. Although I had told him this would happen, he came running back to me a bit scared. I was trying so hard to be sympathetic, but it was funny. I'm such a mean mum - hee, hee.

More Visitors!

A couple of weeks ago we had the wonderful pleasure of our friends from Tassie coming to visit. Our boys are the same age, so it was great to catch up, let the boys go crazy together and just generally hang out and drink too many cups of tea. Here's Kylie with Angus, and Tom and Ryan tearing it up in the back yard. Tom and Ryan had a great time playing golf, kicking the soccor ball and playing trains. Getting them to have their day nap was the biggest challenge. Hopefully Kylie and I will live in the same city again one day, but for now we just have to aim to visit each other every six months or so! Sorry the photo of the boys is so hopeless but getting a couple of two year olds to sit still for a photo when they are outside and there is playing to be done, is a lost cause.
I also had my good friend Sue come down to help me out with my little treasures for a day, but I didn't get a photo! She drove down all on her own (a big achievement!) - without the help of Sally her GPS, who seems to have NO idea - and spent the day wandering around our little village in the winter sun, trying to console my unsettled baby and giving me general motherly advice. She also fills me in on her running escapades which makes me feel a bit jealous, but also inspired! Keep the stories coming Sue, I love that you get so excited about running and I will get back into it (and my Size 8 jeans) one day!
Had some cold and rainy weather recently and although our area really needs the rain, I am more than ready for the temp to start rising again. (Chelsea - I'm turning into a weather blogger like you! Must be the winter/stuck inside thing, hee,hee)
I'm already planning spring gatherings, e.g. picnic at local state park, street party with all the neighbours. I just need the weather to pick up so I can start planning - or maybe I just need to get out of the house!
At least I can laugh about it............go with the flow!

Get your motor running.....

Jim won some brownie points the other day by taking Cal and Lucy for a ride on 'the bike'. Cal was pretty excited. All the kids have been for rides on farm bikes (smallish dirt bike-type thing), but I think this was a bit of a novelty for them. And it gave Jim an excuse to warm up the battery and blow out the cobwebs (he doesn't get on it much these days).


And I thought I would indulge myself and put on the latest photo of my four month old angel. The sparkle in his eye and excitement on his face is so rewarding when I talk and play with him, sometimes I almost feel like I don't deserve it.

It's great to see him growing and developing and doing more and more each day, but it's also a reminder of how quickly the time passes and how soon enough he'll be saying "no, no, no, no" and running around the back yard with his older brother, and my baby no more.
Seize the day.......

Horrified!!!

I was at the osteopath the other day with Angus, and Tom came along for the appointment. He was sitting quietly on the chair with his blue dinosaur while I talked to the Osteopath and she treated Angus. Tom then hopped down and came over to see what was going on, I didn't take much notice, and next thing I hear, "Mama, I got booger" and Tom proceeded to hand me his booger right there and then. OMG! What do I do? So like the good mother I am, I took the booger and went to my bag to retrieve a wipe to wipe both my and his hands. The young childless osteopath was probably completely disgusted.
There is no glamour in being a mum of young kids - and I haven't even started toilet training yet!

This one's for you Kristen !:-) I hope you have a wonderful birthday.