Happy Birthday Daddy!

They say the bond between Father and Daughter can be a strong one.  As a mother now, I am closer than ever to my mother, but my Dad is my hero.  There’s nothing he doesn’t know or can’t fix or won’t achieve.  Not in a slimy know it all kind of way but in a “he’s my Dad and I’m all gooey and proud” kind of way.  His word is gospel, his ideas; pure genius, and his hugs warm my heart.

When Jax came to me wanting a photo of her girls to give to their Daddy, I knew the same bond was well and truly in place in their home too.  What an incredibly thoughtful gift.  Daddy’s love their Daughters too as Joseph Addison writes

“Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.”  

I like walks along the beach……………..

There are few places I’ve ever been where the sum total of all those visiting are having an enjoyable time.  The beach ‘does it’ for everyone!  Sure, you’ll see the occasional gloomy wanderer looking like they’re pondering the meaning of life, but they’ve chosen the beach as the place to ponder.

The beach, for me, is a refreshing and inspiring place to be.  It’s cleansing.  It takes me to my childhood and memories of games of beach cricket, burying my dad in the sand, boogie boards and greasy sunscreen.

This morning I took the boys to the beach.  We hung out for 3 and a half hours.  There’s no other place on the planet that holds their attention for that long.  I love the beach, my boys love the beach and, the evidence suggests our four legged friends do too.

Have you never, when waves were breaking, watched children at sport on the beach,
with their little feet tempting the foam-fringe, till with stronger and further reach
than they dreamed of, a billow comes bursting, how they turn and scamper and screech!
ALFRED AUSTIN, \”A Woman\’s Apology\”

D’s Bowling Birthday Bash

In the spirit of being the biggest Little Doer in the universe, Koby made us leave the house for his party nearly an hour and a half before it’s due beginning.  He was soooo excited to be sharing his big day with his buddies, he couldn’t sleep or eat or LISTEN to his Mum’s instructions. ;o)

He had a fantastic morning, and bowled very well.  I think he was beaten by a Dad pretending to be a 7 year old!

I Love You Koby. xxx  Happy Birthday.

Sunday morning walk

Being a Mum to 3 boys, 2 of them little doers under 7, I recognised quite early how much easier my life is if the boys are entertained.  I can do some art and craft with them, a couple of games of snap, even indoor cubby house building will hold their attention for at least three and a half minutes, but nothing keeps my boys amused, entertained, and with a massive smile on their face better than a nature adventure.  And nothing puts the icing on the cake quite like an outdoor adventure with their Dad.  He’s the hero of the home.

This morning, after a relatively uneventful day yesterday resulting in a severe case of cabin fever, we took the boys up the hill to Lesmurdie Falls.  It was freezing cold, the wind had a chill factor of ………a lot!  All rugged up and armed with a keen imagination we found spots to catch massive sharks, we ate berries that turned us into super heroes, we camped along the river bank hiding from dangerous lions and tigers and we fought off attacks from alien invasions.  What a morning.  I’m knackered.

As I write I have one little doer to my right, snoring like there’s no tomorrow and one little doer on my left in the coma position watching Scooby Doo.  Happy days!  

Denmark 2011

My parents live in Denmark in the south west of Western Australia.  It’s insanely beautiful country, with friendly locals, scrumptious local produce and plenty of delicious wine to taste and enjoy.  Each year we brave the 6 hour road trip with the young ones and spend some time in this beautiful paradise.  Fishing, surfing, swimming, camp fires, etc. all contributed to a thoroughly enjoyable trip.  Of course the camera is never far away and I think I managed a few ok shots.  I tried to see from a structured picture shot rather than capture a memory shot.  Does that make sense?  I wanted to capture the beauty of what I saw, rather than take holiday snaps of the boys as momentos of our time away.  Anyway, I kind of like the results……plenty of room for improvement though! :o)

Mothers Day 2011

For four years now I have been taking photographs of the boys on Mothers Day.  Initially I get a bit of grief from them, especially the older one, but after a while they settle down and give me a couple of smiles.  I love how each year the interaction between the boys is different.  Each year their personalities have grown, their little self shines through.  I completely love Mothers Day for this reason – for the little tradition we have created, the little indulgence I have to be able to capture the boys as I see them on my special day.  This year I was able to convince the only other female member of our family – the gorgeous Claire – to be part of my little luxury.  Thanks boys and thank you Claire. xxx

The Gorgeous Lilly Dee

Its been winter for a little while now.  With the weather comes the colds and flu’s and cough’s and all other manner of nasties.  Lilly wasn’t feeling particularly well on this day but a kiss and cuddle with her favourite teddy bear and the world is a better place.  I think she is completely adorable.

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