week twelve

rod was in las vegas this week (for totally legitimate and vitally important work purposes he assures me) so it was just me and the littles all week. there were giggles all-round, there were tears all-round, there were smiles all-round and there was at least one break-down for all parties concerned. but here we are, we all made it out the other side to tell the tale (and the scars should begin to fade in time).

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thatcher: man, does this kid ever love brushing his teeth. this is his ‘freshly-brushed teeth’ face.

marlow: stormy one minute, serene the next. always keeping me on my toes, this one.

week 12 / the 52 project

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week eleven

thatchy’s beautiful godmummy, iman, was over here from sydney this weekend and we were fortunate enough to spend a glorious morning with her drinking coffee and eating muffins from the excelsior deli on the shores of beautiful lake jualbup in shenton park. sorry, no pics – they looked so good i couldn’t wait to eat them…

we miss you miss iman and had so much fun catching up. come back and see us again soon xx

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thatcher: as godmummy would say – ‘like a boss’ (ps. also noticed he is really loving that skateboarding monkey t-shirt. oops. i promise he does own other clothes).

marlow: if you can’t wear a tutu and leopard print headband to see the godmummy, when can you wear one?

week 11 / the 52 project

week nine

man, oh man has this blog ever come into a state of disarray. i’m a mere three months behind in my 52 project posts, but thankfully i have still been my usual snap-happy-self over this time, so i have a lot of pictures to catch-up with. let us all just pretend that my two masters research papers didn’t happen and that i have consistently given this blog the attention it deserves and pick right up where we left off shall we?

so, week nine. 2-8 March 2015. what happened this week? that’s right, marlow is now 8 months old and desperately wanting to crawl and thatcher is an absolute fish! that boy can swim like a champion – put googles on him and he will go until he runs out of air and even then he just pops his head up, takes a breath and dives right back under the water – i’ve just got to get him to start using his arms and breathing on his own and we’ll have a young ian thorpe (was going to say michael phelps, but thought i’d better pick an australian example) in the making!

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thatcher: ‘watch me jump mum. did you see me?’

marlow: ‘just make sure you don’t jump on me you cheeky brother’.

week 9 / the 52 project