1. Eat immediately upon arriving at camp site. 2. Relax 3. Look up 4. Channel Robin Hood – with the exception of his ghastly tights and boots………meh, boots are OK – whatever flops your mop. 5. Rescue someone. 6. Laugh A LOT. 7. Wear Wellies. 8. Hangout with Family. 9. Try something new. 10. Find Time to be Alone. 11. Use fire for…
I have family members who live a long, long way away. Life plods along without them. I think about them often though, wondering what life would be like if we shared space and time. How would our kids get along? Would we hang out every weekend like we used to in days gone by? The old saying “absence makes the heart grow fonder” rings…
………and the very handsome Daddy. I have boys, all boys. I have four brothers and three sons. They’re boys; rough and tumble, jeans and t.shirts, bats and balls. These beautiful girls made me wonder and ache for the girlie experience. Twirly pretty dresses, shiny hair accessories, twinkly nail polish, makeup, and girlie giggles. Dad is the Doter and the Dotee. A wonderful blend of fait…
There was a time when we would use this park on a daily basis, but then we moved to a home with a backyard. Even though we’re only a couple of streets a way we don’t visit as much. I’ve missed it. Both my younger boys have grown up here, achieved milestones here, had birthday parties, grazed their knees and climbed trees here. Today…
It was unbearably hot this day, an over 38 degree day in a string of many. This family was unfazed, ready for action and willing to put on their best smiles and work it for the camera! The two Little Doers had their own camera and took footage ‘behind the scenes’. Absolute naturals in creativity and flair. Thankfully the water at this location cooled…
To celebrate a significant anniversary, J wanted to give her husband something personal, beautiful and unique. What else would there be? Nothing could say “I love you” better than a framed sexy portrait of yourself.
Happy Birthday to an adorable little 3 year old.
When I was a girl I couldn’t get enough of the dress up box. I was forever donning a costume to transport me to the awesome land of super hero’s or I’d chuck on one of Mum’s ‘going out’ dresses and immediately be transformed into the most glamourous movie star. It wasn’t just me who liked dressing up. Every little kid loved it. As I got…
What do you get when you cross a smooth, brooding thinker with a gorgeous, energetic go-getter and then throw in a carer with uncompromising integrity and a wicked sense of humour? Answer: A beautiful family creating beautiful pictures.
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”…