Just some pics...because Mumsy wont use facebook..

Sometimes I forget to be grateful

As some of my Dear Constant Readers would know Bruno has never been a great talker.
He was very very late to talk at all and now at nearly 4 his latest assessment has been a moderate to
severe expressive and receptive language delay. At one stage I truly believed I'd never
have a child that would ever talk.

Anywho...the other day I was on the phone to my poor mother whinging (as per usual)
about what the kids had been doing to torture my fragile mind that particular day.
I was halfway through a particularly energetic vent about Bruno...(Arggg he follows me
everywhere, Arggg if i hear Mummy, Mummy , Mummy, mum, mummy? MUMMY!!! one more time
that day i was going to scream, if i heard him ask me the same sentence 17 gazillion
times once more i was going to scream , WOULD THAT DAMN CHILD EVER SHUT UP!!!??)
when she calmly and quite humorously reminded me of all the times I said full of woe to
her that I'd give my right leg, favourite pair of jeans etc to be able to say that Bruno
never shut up. That I would have been grateful for just one mummy.
Well I had about a billion "Mummy's" that particular day and I hadn't been grateful for any of them.
I guess it just made me stop and smell the roses a bit,we're at a stage with Bruno's talking that
we never thought we'd reach so soon and I don't want to take a moment of it for granted.
I was pondering this exact subject driving home this afternoon from Kindy, zoning out to my
too loud music when I heard his little voice pipe up from the backseat.

"Mummy I talkn to YOU"

Yes Bruno, yes you are!




(P.S excuse the fact I have no new photos, the monsters have misplaced my camera)

Divalicious overload and Newsflash ...the Terrible Two do love one another...

Excuse the huge overload of Raphaela pictures, but she was actually halfway groomed

and well behaved for once so I thought I might jump while the iron was hot so to speak

( I can sense one Poppa getting mucho excited right now).

Now bare with me me as I type a half hearted post to go with these photo's, my children

are actually trying to murder me via sleep deprivation and my brain has morphed into sludge.

So here we go.

These. is . my. children. ( minus Teddles )

See, they do actually love one another sometimes !








And look how long Diva's hair is now, trust me it normally doesn't look like this,
but caked in grime and food instead.


Its good to be back Dearest and most patient constant ( to my inconsistency ) Reader.

7 months ~ ( A picture essay)

Just call me Nigella...

Well other than the fact I adore Nigella ( her neice, her kids names, her life *sigh*) I've been baking up a storm today.

Firstly to understand why I'll mention one thing.

My father arrives tomorrow, and for those of you that don't know my father one fact remains.

That man can EAT...and I mean eat with a capital E.


So my tally so far today is fetta and basil savoury muffins, sponge cake with jam and cream and shortbread.

Now I just have to cook him up some Kofta and a roast for when he arrives and he should be set for approx 3 hours.

Now for the cleaning!

*grins* Can you tell I'm excited?


Drive safe mum & dad, seeya soon!

P.P.S

But would my Teddy not look DIVINE in this .

Ok really going now Dear Constant....

Sleeping Beauty....in my bed!

I had a visitor in my bed the other night.

(That almost sounds rude doesn't it tehehe!)

I'd been sitting on the computer in my usual "kids are in bed, my day is done" fueled daze and had decided to pack it in for the night.

Who did I find curled up asleep in my bed but Miss Diva Raphaela!

She can be as quiet as a mouse when it suits her, an she must have snuck in without me hearing her...anyway I thought it was cute and took some happy snaps ( it's a shame she snores like a 50 year old man! )

Back to packing anyway( and cleaning for my parents imminent arrival YAY)...we're off bush! Back to one of the towns I went to High School in.

So I'll be Eden in Kadina soon!

Jeebus preserve us all!

Bruno's "Dinosaur Cake"

Well technically it isn't a Dinosaur cake at all, it's actually a yoghurt,berry crumble cake...but Bruno helped bake it and he christened it a Dinosaur cake so *shrug*.
Kids are strange...especially mine.

But we had alot of fun on this drizzly cold day baking it, and even more fun eating it.


As Bruno would say...


I cook yummy Dinosaur cake mummy!!

Cold Blooded Creatures.

Cold Blooded Creatures.


Myself and the children I mean.

We all function better in the warmth in this family.

Adelaide had a "heatwave" recently ( I wore singlets for 2 blissful sunny weeks yet it was still barely warm enough to swim IMO! )

For two wonderful sunny shiny weeks I was happy...but now the chill has hit *cue tough southerners to giggle in disbelief, OK I know 20 degrees isn't thaaaaat cold* and I thought I'd be miserable.

But Dear Constant Reader....It ain't too bad!

It's been quite nice snuggling under the doona at night and having nice warm baths.


Teddy has discovered the joy of the Bogans favourite footwear, the almighty "Ugg" and showcased a pair of her own today. She put a whole new meaning into these boots are made for walking.




Bruno and Raph are in their element.

Mud

Puddles

Rain , what more could a little boy wish for?, other a mother that didn't hack at his hair herself that is ( how do you say Homeless Orphan Chic!).




And of course the kids have been enjoying their warm bubble baths too, god knows they need one by the end of the day to scrub all the mud off!



Adios!