Last week Daniel started reading The Hobbit to Che. I watched his little face as he was introduced to Bilbo Baggins and then I listened to all the questions he had for Daniel. Later the same day [...]
I write this post as someone who loves taking photos and not, by any means, as a professional photographer. A few years ago I took photos with a point and shoot camera on the automatic setting. I [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He talks while I shoot. I sat him there, on my new Bentwood chair (side-of-the-road find), and he told me a story [...]
A few nights ago I stood at the kitchen window and smelt spring. It was still and calm and a relief to welcome that fresh-with-a-hint-of-warmth scent. I’ve been thinking of it since. [...]
In between rain showers the sun stayed out long enough for us to enjoy home made pizzas, pumpkin soup and cheese muffins. In Mama and Popa’s garden we gathered to celebrate Poet’s [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: wandering and chatting. It’s what we do. Poet: birthday morning breakfast with accompanying ooooooohsIf you [...]
She was unsettled last night so when midnight came round we sang her happy birthday and she sat up in bed, proud as could be, bobbing her head to the tune. This morning she delighted in paper, [...]
Che returned home from a visit to Bunnings as a tired and very emotional spider boy. When I greeted him in shock he got all teary: “Mum, it’s really just me, it’s Che [...]
In the lead up to the children’s birthdays, as I gather ribbon to tie around presents and jot thoughts and wishes on cards, I look at what I’ve bought and always put something back in [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: I suppose it’s only natural that as we prepare for Poet’s birthday, he talks about his 5th. Apparently [...]
On Thursday she turns one; an entire journey around the sun. I can see that time in the length of her limbs and hear it in the words that she speaks. But because I am her mother I will always [...]
Poet turns one next week and I’ve been reminiscing about her first year. While I was pregnant I gathered the essentials – every day items that were both practical and beautiful [...]
